Depraved

Wake Me Up

It's my birthday! Happiest birthday to me. 🦇✨

Hyunjin woke up when his coffin lid was lifted. Seungmin had turned on the light, and he held Minho by one bicep, like someone would hold a scolded child.

"Pup? Bunny? What time is it?"

"He thinks I'm Chanyeol."

The name was enough to get a shiver out of all three of them. Hyunjin lifted his hands and got up. "Uh, okay. Calm down."

"No, you don't get it. He thinks we're not real. He called me Master."

Felix had sat up as well by that point, and he rubbed fresh tears from his eyes. "It's already starting."

"What is starting? What are you both talking about?" Changbin asked, sitting up out of the younger's coffin too.

"He's-! We're too late!" The blond broke down, curling into Changbin's strong chest.

"Let's just go lay back down, Master." Minho whispered, eyeing the scene uneasily. "I'm sorry, I won't try again, I know you won't let them touch me."

"What the fuck? I WAS touching you." Seungmin's anger was so palpable that it had both of the humans shifting with unease. "Take him. I can't be... I need to fucking... take him Jinnie! Take him from me!"

"Hey! Calm down. I'm sorry that happened, okay? But it's not Minho's fault."

Chan was finally awake, and he hopped out of his coffin so quickly it made the rest of them jump a little. "What is this? Why are you holding him like that?" The human was shoved in his direction and Chan caught him, nearly snarling at his lover for treating Minho so roughly. There were little finger bruises on his arm. New ones. From Seungmin's tight hold. "What in the hell is going on? What are you even doing?"

"He called me Chanyeol." The taller seared. It was obvious how much that had hurt him. More than anger, there was devastation in his eyes. An open emptiness.

"Oh, Pup. He's... he called me Master earlier. It's not you."

"Don't." Seungmin held up his hands. "I'm not the one who needs fucking help."

"We're too late, hyung. All of us were always going to be too late." Felix whimpered, crying harder.

"What is he talking about Channie?" Hyunjin asked, finally out of bed.

Chan covered Minho's ears while he explained the situation with as little detail as possible.

"You don't really think he's crazy?" Hyunjin bit, rubbing Minho's back.

"I don't know. I wanted to take him in for some scans and x-rays. Maybe an MRI? Just see if there's anything obvious we can fix."

"No." Felix wept. "No, no, no. There isn't a cure, or they would've used it already on the humans they saved from that other coven. He's... he'll always be slipping back. This is forever. There's no saving him from himself."

"Hey, relax 'Lix." Changbin tried, easily yanking the smaller into a hug.

Chan pulled Minho's face up to his and kissed him softly on the forehead. "Hey."

"Hi."

"I want to know why you think you're dreaming?"

"I'll stop, I'm sorry. I don't want to break this; we can just go back to the way it was. I just want to stay here with you."