Baekhyun stretched his body before opening up his eyes. He thought his bed felt a bit different than normally. He slowly opened his eyes as he stood up, and glanced at the bed. His eyes widen in shock, and he let out a small scream. Then he covered his mouth after hearing it. Why did my voice sound different? Why was I not in my own bed? He glanced around in the room as well. Why aren’t I in my own room?

He ran to the window, seeing his house across the street. This was Chanyeol’s doing? Baekhyun was about to stump down, but when he passed the mirror, his jaw dropped. Or more correctly, Chanyeol’s jaw.

Baekhyun couldn’t help but to stare in the mirror. His reflection wasn’t staring back, but Chanyeol. Was I dreaming? He pinched himself on the arm, or Chanyeol’s arm, but he felt the pain. He ran out of the house, but stopped by the door. Chanyeol, or Baekhyun’s body, was also standing in the Byun’s house door as well. They came out at the same time.

Both of the males ran out on the streets whilst staring speechless at each other, or rather at their own bodies. They pointed towards the other, and screamed.

“If this is your doing Park Chanyeol, I swear to God it isn’t funny!” Baekhyun screamed, but it came out of Park Chanyeol himself. Or, his body with Baekhyun in it. They had no clue of what was going on.

“Me? How could I do this?” Chanyeol, with Baekhyun’s voice and hard glare, yelled back. “This is your black magic, isn’t it?”

“Where the hell did that come from? Just take it back, whatever you did. I want my body back!” Baekhyun yelled again. They were both yelling, scared to death, angry as they blamed each other. They noticed some people were staring at them, the ones that passed. They both blushed at how stupid they must’ve looked, and both of their mothers came to their doors.

“Baekhyun? Honey? Are you okay?” Mrs Byun asked worriedly as soon as she spotted Mrs Park on the other side. Baekhyun, in Chanyeol’s body, sighed and turned around to walk back inside the Park’s house.

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