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lost and forgotten

Summary: Morpheus goes to visit his former lover to apologize, only to figure out they had lost their memories of him.

Morpheus first thought when he had returned to the Dreaming hadn't been his old lover. However, they had been his second, and his third, and all his thoughts after that as he reclaimed his tools and dealt with the vortex.

He hadn't meant to stay away for as long. Things just got in the way. The waking world and the Dreaming needed protection, and he did his best for it. But now that those messes were dealt with, he could afford to take time away to go find his former partner.

They hadn't separated on good terms. Like all his past romances, it had ended with anger and denial. Morpheus's pride in the way of his feelings, and (Y/N)'s stubbornness taking control of the words they spoke.

"I'm done, Morpheus." They told him, tone furious and eyes flicking with that same fire that he had fallen in love with. "I'm done with you."

He shook his head, not believing their words. "You be gone for long, (Y/N). You could never truly forget about me."

Their expression was unreadable. Always able to cloak their thoughts from him. "We'll see about that." They spit out, storming away from his throne room.

As it turned out, Morpheus had been the one unable to forget. Waiting for them to return although they didn't. When he was trapped in his glass cage and his pride wounded, he began to realize he was the one who needed to fix things.

(Y/N) loved to live in the waking world, something Morpheus never quite understood. They always said they loved the frantic energy of humans. Their desire to do so much.

Their lives were so fleeting, but they used nearly every minute of it.

When he finally found (Y/N), they were sitting at some park. Sitting and relaxing, the sun enveloping them.

He watched them, concern taking over as he watched them take a bottle of pills out of their pocket and downing a couple. "Are you alright?" He asked, getting their attention.

They looked surprised that he was speaking to him, but eventually grinned sheepishly. "Yeah, just been having headaches. Don't worry, these aren't for fun." They gestured to the pills.

"Oh. Good." They seemed so much less angry that he expected. In fact, it was like they weren't even bothered by his presence. "I hope the pain you're feeling isn't because of me."

"You?" They looked perturbed, which made Morpheus worried for some reason. "I'm sorry, do I know you?"

His blood went cold, beginning to realize what was happening. They had said that they would forget about him, and he knew they had the supernatural power to make that happen.

"Hey, are you alright?" They seemed worried about him as he froze up. It broke his heart even more then finding out they had used magic to scrub their memory.

He knew he had the power to change that, to bring their memory back. But... "Yes." He nodded. "I'm sorry."

For now, (Y/N) was lost to him, a thought that broke his heart. However, memory spells fade eventually, faster for immortals like them. And he could wait until then to apologize.

He would wait as long as he needed for them.

Morpheus sat in his throne room, unable to hide his boredom. He thought of going to the library, finding something to keep him busy or speaking to Lucienne. Or visit the dreamers of his realm, fulfill whatever kingly duties that he could.

But, if he was honest with himself, he was lonely. Just as lonely as he had been in his cage, except this time there was no excuse.

Morpheus was about to leave to visit his sister. Hoping that she could cheer him up when he heard Lucienne call his name through the hallway. "Lord Morpheus?"

"I'm leaving for a few hours, Lucienne." He said without looking at her. "Please make sure everything is taken care of until I return."

However...

"Running away from me, Morpheus?" He froze when he heard a voice that wasn't Lucienne. A voice he could not forgotten. One that he knew as well as his own. "And here I was thinking that was my job."

(Y/N) stepped into his line of sight, standing beside Lucienne. They looked nervous, fidgeting as they waited for his reply. He couldn't believe they were in the Dreaming, he didn't think he would see them again for a long while. 

"You remember?" Morpheus asked them in disbelief. "Everything?" He still didn't completely believe there were really there. Morpheus stepped closer until he was standing in front of them.

They nodded hesitantly. "You coming to see me jogged my memory." Explained his ex lover, wrapping their arms across their own chest. All Morpheus could think of when he saw them like that was that he wanted to hold them himself. "I wasn't going to come, but..."

"I'm glad you did. I needed to apologize to you."

"Thank you." They began to smile cautiously.

He looked over (Y/N), chuckling quietly as a thought came to his head. "It turned out I was wrong. I was the one who could not forget you. In fact, I couldn't stop thinking of you."

In response to his confession, however, they shook their head. For some reason disagreeing with him. "No. You were right. I just... I got rid of those memories only because you were right. I came back to the Dreaming, hoping for an apology. But you were missing, and I... I didn't want to have to be stuck with all those memories of you when you were gone."

Morpheus hadn't known that, but the relief he felt was all-consuming. (Y/N) still loved him. He had found them again.

"Well, you have my apology now. I'm sorry." He took their hand in his. "And you have your memories."

"That's true." They agreed. "Do I have you as well?" Their question was hesitant, but he just smiled down at them. They hadn't even needed to ask that question. He had always been theirs, from the moment of their first kiss to the end of time.

"Of course you do."