This is a song based one. Thanks to the person who made me listen to this song:

Magical mirror (rin/vocaloid)

(they also wish to stay anonymous)

Also I change some of the story of the song~ cuz mainly I just took out the idea from the song.

Enjoy!

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No one's P.O.V

Tord's phone rang throughout his room. He let out a groan as he shifted towards his phone that was on top of the table beside his bed.

His eyes squinted when the phone's light shone on his face as he turned it on.

It showed a new message from Furry Brows (Paul), He checked the time, it read, 4:32 am, he let out an annoyed growl as he clicked the message.

"Hey Tord, Tomorrow you gotta be here by 9. Your parents delivered you something. I guess they thought my address was yours.... for whatever reasons.. Come get it here ASAP."

Tord rolled his eyes before putting his phone in silent and going back to his slumber.

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"Are you fucking kidding me?.." Tord yelled at Paul as he gestured towards the human sized mirror in front of him.

Paul was the one holding the mirror up for support as Tord was complaining.

"You messaged me at freaking 4 fucking am! FOR THIS?!"

"I mean this isn't mine. It's yours, I'm just giving it to it's rightful owner. Also don't yell at your parents for this. They're old." Paul said trying to calm his boss down. But instead Tord was making a fuss.

Kicking random things on the ground that it was sent flying everywhere. Paul kept on his calm state, he was used to Tord throwing a tantrum.

I mean he is the most 'Cold, Mean, Stone hearted, Short-tempered' and one of the youngest CEO of every CEO's in every companies in the whole world, Tord Larssean.

Paul had been working alongside with him by the first time he was announced as the new CEO.

He wouldn't consider Tord as his boss nor friend, but his own 'Nephew' kind of person. Mostly it's because of how childish is Tord around him.

He was used to it.

"Tord, listen, just take this and dump it in your attic or wherever it is that you want to dump this in your mansion. I ain't keeping this.." Paul said, suddenly Tord's mind clicked.

"Then what if--"

"Even if you will offer me 10 packs of cigarettes. I am not keeping it. Plus. I'm not into antique things." Paul interrupted, earning a glare from Tord which he thought was cute.

"I'll put this in your car."

"Whatever."

With that said Paul went to Tord's car while Tord kept his place. Clenching his fists in anger,

"Why the fuck would they send me that.. They know I don't like accepting stuff from them.. Fuck." Tord mumbled,

"Who knows? Maybe because they think something miracle will happen if they sent you that." An unfamiliar voice spoke. Tord looked up, meeting eye to eye with a person whom he had never met before.

"Who are you?" Tord asked, his brows frowned in annoyance, the person only chuckled.

"You must be my husband's boss."

The person extended his hand out to Tord, "I'm Patryk Manafort, Paul Manafort's husband. It's nice to finally meet you Mr. Larssean."

Tord shooked his hand, still in a shocked state. He didn't know Paul had a husband, GAY even.

He then looked over to Paul, who was walking back to them. He then lets go of the man's hand when Paul stood beside him.

"I see that you have met my husband."

"Yeah, I did. Anyways.. I'll go back to my vacation. Don't call or message me again. I'm supposed to enjoy my vacation."

Paul and Patryk let out a small chuckle, "Yeah, have fun during your vacation. With that." Paul pointed at the mirror that was rested on Tord's backseat, earning a growl from his boss.

With that Tord drove home, leaving the two men on their spot. Still standing and looking at the way where Tord left.

"What's with him and his parents?" Patryk asked,

"Apparently it has something to do with his trauma."

"Trauma?"

"Yeah, the kid lost something or someone important in his life before his father forced him to be a CEO. At least.. That's what he was mumbling when he fell asleep in his office while pulling an all-nighter."

Patryk looked at Paul before sighing to himself quite sadly, "Hope he'll have something miracle to happen in his life then..."

"I'm sure there will."

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"Leave it here."

With that said all the maids layed the mirror on the floor and rested it's back on the wall then left the attic. Leaving their fuming 'master' alone.

Tord observed the mirror from afar. He then confirmed that what Paul said was right,

It is an antique human sized mirror

He thought before he draped an old cloth over the mirror that he had been holding and then left the attic to go back to his 'vacation'...

And if he meant 'vacation', he meant finishing his other work to keep himself from getting bored.

After a long night of finishing all of his work, sending his maids off, taking a quick bath, he then went to bed and went to sleep.

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12:00 am

He was woken up by a loud tap. The tap came from something glassy and hard. Tord looked at his window to see if Paul or someone was playing a sick prank on him.

But he heard a tap again and it definitely didn't came from his window.

After laying down and waiting to see if the tapping will ever stop, he decided to check it out because it wasn't stopping.

He checked the time on his phone before he turned the lights on, it read, 12:34 am.

"Will I ever get a proper sleep?.." Tord mumbled before he followed the tapping sound.

He stopped in front of the attic door.

"The tapping came from inside.." Tord mumbled annoyingly, he wasn't the type to get scared, since he never in his life believed in ghosts or supernatural stuff.

With a long sigh he opened the door and turned on the lights, he then walked inside and stood in the middle of the room. Roaming his eyes, looking for the source of the tapping.

It has suddenly stopped.

Tord stood there, waiting for another tap to be heard. But none was heard except the silence of the night.

"Must be my imagination." Tord said to himself, walking towards the door until..

Tap

Tord whipped his head and looked over to the antique mirror his parents gave him for who knows why..

He swore he heard it from the mirror. He was sure of it.

He slowly walked towards the mirror, breathing deeply as he slowly took off the cloth.

Instead of seeing himself in the mirror, he saw another person.

A person who was wearing a black cloak, covering most of his body except his head. He had spiky brown hair, soft tanned skin and soft looking lips..

"What the.."

"Thank you, that cloth was annoying as hell! I couldn't look around the new room." The person said, roaming his 'eyes' around the room.

It was then Tord noticed the person had pure black eyes. Leaving him frozen in his place. He looked awfully and painfully familiar..

"Who.. Are you?.." Tord asked before the person in the mirror snorted,

"oh where are my 'Manners'.. The name's Tom, I'm cursed inside this mirror and now I live in here for 9 years. Nice to meet ya." The person introduced extending his hand to Tord but it was blocked by the glass itself.

"Oops. Sorry, I forgot. I'm not technically 'alive' anymore." 'Tom' chuckled, Tord frowned his brows,

"Is this some kind of a mother fucking joke that my parents are pulling because if it is. It ain't funny as you guys think." Tord mumbled, Tom tilted his head, confused, he asked,

"What are you talking about? Also may I add, your voice has that Norwegian kind of accent, huh? It feels like I've heard of that accent before--"

Before Tom could finish, Tord suddenly took an old vase from the floor and raised it up,

"I'M GONNA BREAK THIS FUCKING MIRROR TO FUCKING SHOW YOU THAT THIS ISN'T FUNNY!!" Tord yelled and was about to throw the vase at the mirror when suddenly Tom kneels down.

Tears streaming down on his face, "PLEASE DON'T! I DON'T WANT TO DIE IN THIS STATE! THIS ISN'T A PRANK! I'M TELLING THE TRUTH! I'M CURSED INSIDE THIS MIRROR AND I DON'T KNOW HOW TO BREAK THE SPELL SO I'M FOREVER STUCK IN HERE!!  PLEASE DON'T BREAK THE MIRROR! I BEG YOU!" Tom pleaded, he was crying,

"You're an actual person.." Tord mumbled with widened eyes, he dropped the vase on the floor.

He wondered why he felt like crying too... When he saw this 'Tom' person crying, he couldn't help but cry as well..

He is very familiar and it's making some nerves inside of Tord tighten.

Tord wiped his tears away, averted his eyes and clenched his fists,

"Please.. Stop crying. I won't break the mirror." Tord said, still not looking at the mirror.

With that, Tom smiled and felt relieved that he was safe. He started to wipe his tears and stood up from kneeling and layed a hand in front of the glassy boundary.

"So.. Let's start over again.. The names Tom.. Mind telling me yours?" Tom introduced once again, Tord slowly turned to the mirror and hesitantly walked closer and layed his hand on the glass. Feeling nothing but coldness..

Though inside he secretly wished he could feel the warmth of the Tom in person.

"Tord. Tord Larssean."

"Please take care of me.. or the mirror rather.. From now on!" Tom smiled, earning a surprised look from Tord before the other mumbled,

"Sure.."

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Weeks passed and the two have never been closer. Tord started to open up with his life and problems to the man in the mirror. While Tom was their to listen and give some advices.

Tord soon loved and got used to Tom's  sarcastic nature, he found it quite cute and funny.

Ever since then he would stay up late because Tom would only appear in the mirror when the clock strikes midnight.

He still couldn't shake off the feeling that Tom awfully resembles to someone he had met in his life..

But he doesn't know who and why..

Tord never told anybody about this man in the mirror thing. Even Paul as well. Paul just noticed how Tord was slowly being calm and soft around the office.

He even caught Tord smile when he had a meeting with two other famous CEO's from two different companies, Edward and Matthew.

Needless to say, he was happy for the kid. But was a bit curious..

Why and when did he became like this?

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"You really have no idea who cursed you inside that mirror?"

"Not a clue.. All I remember was when I woke up I was in your parents house, inside a cold mirror. Probably gonna be in here for the rest of my life." Tom chuckled, Tord was just listening while working with his papers.

He officially decided that he'd do all of his work inside the attic and take a pill that'll keep him awake, so he could conversate with Tom much longer.

The maids found it weird at first but they ignored it for the sake of their payment.

"Or who knows.. Maybe one day I'll disappear..."

With that said, Tord suddenly stopped writing. His heart was beating so fast and he was feeling anxious. He looked over to the mirror. Seeing that Tom was slumped down on the floor, laying his head against the glass boundary between them both.

"Tom.."

"I mean I said 'Maybe'... You know? --"

"TOM." Tord interrupted, this time with a louder tone. Tom jolted up a bit from the sudden call,

"Yeah?"

"Don't think about that.. Ever again.."

"Well I haven't told you this for a while but I think I'm fading away. I just think though.. I just have this feeling that I won't be around much longer--"

"I TOLD YOU STOP!!" Tord yelled, slamming his fists on his desk.

Tom quickly stood up when he saw Tord stomping towards the mirror in an angry pace.

"I-I'm sorry! I didn't--"

He was cut off when Tord stopped right in front of him, his eyes starting to tear up,

"I'm going to look for the person or the people who cursed you.."

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2 weeks since Tord decided to look for the people whom cursed Tom inside the mirror...

Tord was running out of hope, physically he wanted to give up when Tom told him that his lower half body was slowly fading. Tom couldn't even stand anymore.

Every time they talk, Tom was sitting down, still wearing his cloak while Tord sat in front of him as well while wearing a worried and pained expression.

He couldn't see through Tom's cloak.. But he could feel how close Tom is in fading away.. Disappearing from the mirror.

But mentally Tord still wanted to  continue searching for the people responsible for Tom. So he kept on looking.. Until he decided to face his parents.

Since Tom could only remember his parents.. And Edd and Matt told him how sketchy his parents were from the beginning..

They must have something to do Tom..

He thought as he drove to his parent's home to seek for answers. When he found out that his parents weren't home. He just went inside and trashed the whole place looking for any clues. Or anything that is linked to Tom.

He didn't even notice that he was starting to cry his eyes out. He didn't want to lose Tom. Just thinking about the day that he'll disappear is slowly making him go insane.

Tom was too familiar with someone he knew.. He was too close to Tord now and Tord didn't want that to end.

But he was feeling helpless.. and  hopeless..

He finally broke down.. Clutching his own chest, Tord wept.

He didn't even notice that his parents went inside the room he was in, hugging him fairly tight. Saying sorry to him..

Until it finally hit him..

"We're so sorry.. We wanted to tell you for so long about Tom... We're terribly sorry for everything." Tord's mother said, laying her forehead to the shocked and frozen Tord's forehead,

"We thought you were gonna give up being the CEO of our company when we saw how close you and Tom are.. We thought cursing him inside the mirror would help.." His Father explained, he wasn't looking directly at Tord.

He was looking on the ground, guilty as he should be,

"By cursing him, it meant everyone including you and him will forget your memories together... Except for the people who cursed the person.." Tord's father finished, they stopped hugging him and remained frozen.

It finally made sense to Tord.. Why Tom was very awfully familiar to someone he knew... He actually have met him.

Tord finally spoke,

"Why did you keep him from me.. Why?.."

"Because we wanted you to forget about him. Completely." Tord's father replied, earning a growl from Tord as he stood up and was about to head to the door.

"BUT WHEN WE SAW HOW DULL AND COLD YOU WERE WHEN YOU GREW UP! WE COULDN'T KEEP IT A SECRET MUCH LONGER! AND DECIDED TO DELIVER THE MIRROR TO YOUR ASSISTANT BECAUSE MAYBE HE'LL FIGURE OUT HOW TO GET TOM BACK BUT IT SEEMED LIKE IT WAS NO USE!! AND WE'RE SORRY!!"

Tord eyes widened as he watched his mother cry and kneel in front of him, begging for forgiveness..

"WE'RE SO SORRY!! IF ONLY WE COULD REWIND TIME, THIS WOULDN'T HAVE HAPPEN!!! WE TOOK AWAY YOUR HAPPINESS BECAUSE OF OUR GOAL! WE'RE SORRY! I'M SORRY!" She continued,

Tord only listened to her plead and sobs, while his father was still looking at the ground. Unable to look up to his own son.

"You're right.. But you didn't just took away my happiness.." Both of his parents looked up to Tord, both had puffy red eyes, but it didn't made Tord feel at least a bit of sympathy towards them.

"You took away my Everything.."

With that said Tord slammed the door close.

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Tord dashed through his hallways, ignoring the maids who were asking him questions with worried faces. He just went straight up to the attic.

He stood in front of the mirror,

"Tom? I remember now! I know who cursed you! You can come out now.. Please? Can you come out now? I can't wait until midnight.. Come out please?"

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Tom didn't appear that night.

He didn't appear in a week..

2 weeks..

Tord kept on waiting..
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Tord stopped writing and looked over to the mirror, it's been almost 3 weeks since the last time he saw Tom appear.

"Tom?..." He called out, it was already 2 in the morning and he still hasn't slept. Usually he would take a nap in his work. And no one would disturbed him since everyone including Paul noticed that he his back to his old self.

But lazy..

Still no one answered, Tord didn't lose hope.. He just knew.. That he would see Tom again.

His house felt awfully empty without Tom around at midnight..

Tord observed the human sized mirror, he only then noticed that it now showed his reflection and not the black background that Tom had..

He then noticed.. A crack underneath the mirror..

He went over to get a clear look..

It was in fact a crack.

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Days passed and Tord noticed that the crack on the mirror was continuing to crack each day that has passed. He would freak out every time.

He tried putting glue over it, tape, duck tape, almost everything that sticks, he had put it all over the cracks.

But it was no use.

The mirror soon broke into pieces.

Tord had troubled living at that point.

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2

years passed..

Tord's 29th birthday.

The company was holding a big event to celebrate Tord's day and the company's anniversary. He even invited his two bestfriends, Edd and Matt.

Of course, he wouldn't miss Paul and his husband.

"Yo birthday boy! Over here!!" Paul called out to Tord, who had just got down from the long balcony stairs.

Tord happily walked towards Paul, Patryk, Edd and Matt. Smiling shyly towards them as they hugged him tight.

"Come on guys, I don't need a hug!" Tord laughed as they let go of him.

"Sorry we're just happy for you! Torm!" Matt happily chirped, raising his glass of wine in the air,

"Matt, for the 109th time, it's Tord."

"Oh right.." Matt apologized, Edd nudged him on his side playfully before saying,

"Oh right, Tord. We're emerging our companies together. You know to create changes?"

"Changes huh? Or are you guys just trying to tell me that you are finally dating?" Tord teased, Paul and Patryk chuckled when they saw how shocked the other two were,

"You. Sir. Never ceases to amaze me." Edd admitted,

"As always Edd."

They shared a laugh, until it was cut off when someone announced,

"Mr and Mrs. Larssean have arrived in the celebration!"

Tord friends saw how Tord's expression changed,

"Oh my.. Should we leave?" Patryk asked in a very worried tone. They are afraid Tord might cause a scene.. Again.

But Tord raised a hand and told him, "It's okay. I invited them."

"O-oh.. Okay."

With that Tord excused himself from his friends and made his way to his parents.

His parents couldn't help but feel proud when they saw how successful their son has become.. But still the guilt was still inside them.

Tord stood in front of his parents. Looking at them eye to eye.

Everyone stopped and looked when Tord pulled them into a hug. It took everyone by surprised that he wasn't yelling at them.

Tord's parents seem to be at shock at well,

"I'm sorry for holding the grudge for so long. I forgive you. Please.. Forgive me too." Tord whispered to them. Finally his parents hugged him back, everyone cheered as they raised their glass in the air.

Seeing how they finally got along for all those years, where Tord kept on pushing his parents away. They were happy for them.

The celebration was even more fester than it could have been. Tord was pretty happy that he finally felt the weight in his heart lifted.

Even though he was still aware that he felt something missing.. He chooses to accept it. But deep inside he was still hoping that Tom was still out there.

Living a life... Hopefully.

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When the party ended, Tord found out that both of his parents were drunk. Really drunk. That he had to be the one who'll be taking them home.

Of course, he bid everyone his goodbye before driving off to his parents house.

After helping them up in their room. He just decided to stay for the night since he was a bit tipsy from alcohol as well. He just stayed at his parent's balcony where he could clearly see the moon and the stars.

The darkness surrounding the moon reminded him how Tom's eyes were..  They were unique and he missed looking right into them.

"Where are you right now.." He mumbled, closing his eyes.

"I'm still looking for you.." He finished as he took a deep breath.

"I'm right behind you."

With that Tord whipped his head back and saw none other than.. Tom. He was still wearing his black cloak like before.

He looked like he had just woken up.

"Tom? Is that really you?" Tord asked,  walking closer and closer to Tom.

"I'm not going shit bat crazy right? Because last time I checked I just had one glass of alcohol.." Tord continued, earning a small chuckle from Tom.

"By helping me look for the people who cursed me, I was slowly fading away.

By realizing it was your parents whom cursed me and hated them, I became a repel to you..

But I was still with you. Watching you while you were crying and calling my name." Tom explained,

"A-and.. The cracks?.."

"I tried to break out.. Since I couldn't stand seeing you so sad.. But when I saw how you tried to cover it up. I stopped trying to break out. When I also realized that the mirror and I will start to crack and break anyway.."

"Then.. Please.. Tell me.. How are you able to stand in front of me now.. Tell me how am I.." Tord paused as he reached out and caressed Tom's face softly and lovingly..

"Able to touch you?..." Tord finished, Tom smiled at him, making his heart beat fast like the first time he had met the Tom.

"By forgiving your parents. I was finally brought back to this world. On the same floor where your parents injected something inside of me before I woke up inside a mirror... Breaking the curse.

Took you a bit long to forgive them, don't you think--"

Tom was cut off when he felt a pair of lips on his.

Tord pulled away, "I'm so glad you're back..." He chirped happily before pulling Tom into a hug. Tom remained frozen for a good minute before he slowly returned the hug.

"Yeah.. I'm glad to be back again."

"Wait." Tord looked at Tom,

"You can remember 'us' from back then? Before you were cursed?!"

"Yeah, kinda--"

"Tell me everything!" Tord said, before he pulled Tom into a hug again,

"I missed you so much, I miss your sarcasms, I miss your voice, your eyes and pretty much everything..."

"Pfftt stop being so romantic all of the sudden. You didn't even tell me you were gay when I was still inside the mirror."

"Wow." Tord said in a monotone, making Tom laugh,

"Sorry, I couldn't help it. And do you mind stop hugging me? I'm pretty sure I'm also naked underneath this cloak.." Tom mumbled shyly,

"Oh come on.. We are in the same age.. Right? Or are you.."

"Yeah, pretty much, time is still the same inside the mirror sooo yeah.. I'm 29. Same as you. Though I must admit.. You've grown." Tom interrupted, pushing Tord away in the process only to be pulled closer by him once again.

"And you have shrunk."

"WHAT."

"Still since we're the same, mutual feelings and stuff, you shouldn't be ashamed of being naked underneath that cloak. It might come to use later.. You know?"

"what.."