Taeyong rolled over sleepily and glanced at the clock. 0:00. He blinked slowly and groaned, annoyed. He turned back over to face Ten. Not the real Ten but his nightmare version of his best friend. Well, Taeyong didn't even know if they were friends anymore.
Taeyong knew well he was dreaming but he what he didn't know was how to wake. Before he could think any longer, Ten stirred and sat up.
"Hey beautiful," he purred seductively into Taeyong's ear. "Good morning."
The sun wasn't up yet but Taeyong guessed it never rose in his nightmare. "Hello, hello Ten..." he stuttered.
Ten kissed him softly on the neck and got up. Taeyong shifted so he didn't have to see Ten's naked body. He tried to block out the sounds of Ten getting dressed. He didn't want to have anything to do with this nightmare.
"I'm going to make us something okay darling?" Nightmare Ten stopped in the doorway and turned around. Taeyong peered over his shoulder. Ten wore no shirt and just a loose pair of jeans. Instead of lips, he had the god awful stitch over his face. "Maybe we can play later?" Taeyong squirmed uncomfortably when he talked. The stitching over his mouth opened when he spoke, slowly separating the two parts to create a devilish grin.
Taeyong shivered knowing his "mouth" looked the same way. He sat up and brushed his red hair with his fingers and walked towards the mirror on the wall. He stared at his reflection. Bright eyes. Dyed hair. Sharp jawline. Everything was the same except his mouth. It was stitched up like a doll's. He gathered the courage to say something.
"You aren't Taeyong." He jumped back in alarm, seeing his mouth move. Though he had seen Ten talk this way he was utterly disgusted seeing himself do it.
He shook his head and grabbed the pants that were on the floor. He slipped them on and took his shirt up off the ground.
He opened the door shyly and peered up and down the hallway. He did a double take and realized the room was mirrored. Everything on the left side in his world was on the right side in his nightmare. I got to hand it to mind. Though this nightmare is terrible, you are making it pretty damn detailed.
Taeyong crept down the staircase (now right of his room, now his and Ten's room) and went to the kitchen. He slowly turned the knob and found Nightmare Ten humming along to a song on the radio. "Hi...." he whispered.
Ten turned around and smiled evilly. "Hi squishie." He paced over and pet Taeyong's hair. "You're very pretty. Why put on a shirt? You're hiding those beautiful abs-"
"Stop!" Taeyong grabbed Ten's hand and threw it down. "This is my nightmare. Don't take my shirt off."
Ten looked baffled and just shrugged. "This isn't a nightmare dear. This is reality. Haven't you heard the saying? About nightmares?"
Taeyong sat down at the same counter in his real kitchen and shook his head. "Enlighten me."
Ten flipped the pancake onto a plate and set it down in front of the red haired boy. "It's hard to wake up from a nightmare if you aren't even asleep. J.S. Pretty right?"
Taeyong stared at the demon his brain had created. "No I don't think so."
Ten shrugged and grabbed a fork. "Eat."
Taeyong grabbed another fork and jabbed the fluffy breakfast food. He took a bite and chewed slowly. He figured if it was poisoned, he couldn't die. It was a dream, right? The pancake was good. Really good. It was just the right amount raw as it was cooked and the chocolate chips melted in it the right way. Taeyong loved it but tried not to let Ten see.
"It's delicious isn't it baby?" Ten smiled, fork in his mouth. "I like things that are soft in my mouth. Like this song I like called Baby Don't Stop."
Taeyong choked on his pancakes and slammed his hand on the table. "What song!?"
"Baby Don't Stop. NCT U. It's really good. I think regular me and you sing it."
Taeyong sat frozen not knowing what to say. Regular me? He questioned. What does that even mean?
Before Taeyong could ask, Ten spoke."Ay! What do you want to do today?" He licked his scarred lips. "Do you want to go shopping or just hang out in bed?"
Taeyong still shocked didn't respond. He clenched his fist and stared into Ten's eyes. "Where am I? Who are you? How do I get out of here?"
Ten sighed and set his fork down, chewing. He swallowed and looked at his hands. To Taeyong's surprise he answered him, seriously. "Where are you? This is your reality. You sometimes live with me. At night, when you sleep. You travel here in your dreams. Everyday you wake up, I'm left alone. Who am I? I'm your boyfriend. You love me I love you. How do you get out? You don't. Unless you figure out how to not need sleep." Ten chuckled at the last part.
Taeyong blinked twice and grabbed Ten's arm. "I don't love you." He stood up and exited the kitchen. Ten didn't follow him. He turned down the hall to the front foyer. Everything was the same but mirrored. It was darker yet still colorful at the same time. He traced the picture on the wall with his pointer finger. At home it was a picture of all the NCT members together. In his nightmare it was the same except everyone had the large scars across their mouths.
"This isn't real." Taeyong reminded himself. "It's fake." He felt the stitches separating when he talked. "This is some dream Lee Taeyong. I didn't know even my twisted brain could come up with this monstrosity."
He opened the door and peered out into the darkness. He could make out a pair of boys walking across the busy road. Taeyong took a step outside to look around but as soon as his shoe hit the concrete, Nightmare Ten appeared behind him and grabbed his hand.
"I don't think so my sweet." He bit his lip and kissed Taeyong's cheek. "You stay inside. You're an indoor pet."
Taeyong willed himself to wake up as Ten dragged him back into the mirror house.
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