it's what i'm afraid of.

[reflecktion.livejournal.com]

[dressed in low-slung jeans and a bright cerulean unbuttoned shirt, he steps out of a mirror into the main room. sea-green eyes scan the room in bewilderment]

Well this isn't home.

((ooc: have a Riku who can travel through mirrors and glass (of reasonable size, of course). he's a total sweetheart with a heart of gold, and a "knight-in-shining-armor" mentality.))

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[reflecktion.livejournal.com]

[smiles sweetly]

I'm guessing you're girlfriend-free as well?

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

--not too partial to girls. Their kisses are too soft.

[there's a pause before he blushes, realizing how dorky he probably just sounded.]

[reflecktion.livejournal.com]

[chuckles]

That's one of my problems with them. Besides the fact that they're too squishy. No hard muscle anywhere.

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

[okay someone's bright red now.]

[reflecktion.livejournal.com]

[smiles, brushing a gentle hand across those crimson cheeks]

No need to be embarrassed.

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

... you're very hands-on.

[reflecktion.livejournal.com]

[half the time he doesn't even realize he's doing it]

Sorry... does it bother you?

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

[he actually shakes his head.]

No... it's kind of nice.

[reflecktion.livejournal.com]

[leans in, brushing a feather-light kiss across his forehead]

Good... I like seeing you calm.

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

... oh. H-haha.

[he's quickly getting up, almost bumping faces with him.]

--ah...

[reflecktion.livejournal.com]

[carefully puts a hand on his shoulder, pushing him back down]

Don't go.

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

...

[he's a little surprised and sits back down, biting his lip.]

[reflecktion.livejournal.com]

[brushes his hand over the once broken arm, smiling softly at the other him]

You're cute when you blush, you know that?

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

[... is he getting hit on by himself. blinks.]

U-um. Not really, but Axel and Roxas say I'm pre--... please disregard that, I'm a motormouth around a cute g--I mean...

[FACEPALM.]

Wow. I'm going to go before I kill myself.

[reflecktion.livejournal.com]

You think I'm cute?

[this makes him blush as well, his hand grazing over the once snapped wrist]

Really, please stay.

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

I guess it's a little narcissistic to say it, but... yeah.

[reflecktion.livejournal.com]

Then I'm definitely a narcissist.

[smiles sweetly at him, slipping his hand into the other's]

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

[--that shouldn't make his heart skip a beat, but it does and he's red again, looking at his feet.]

[reflecktion.livejournal.com]

[leans close to a blushing cheek, lips brushing lightly]

I know we just met... but I feel like I've known you forever.

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

[he's quiet as he looks back at him.]

--well, we are... each other, in a way.

[reflecktion.livejournal.com]

[shakes his head, that golden glow returning to his eyes]

It's not just that.

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

[he doesn't pull away, instead, getting a little closer to see into his eyes.]

What, then...?

[reflecktion.livejournal.com]

I-I don't know how to explain it.

[blushes darker, the golden glow intensifying]

[slavingly.livejournal.com]

[--blinks a little.]

... why're you glowing?

[reflecktion.livejournal.com]

[lowers his eyes, afraid he's scaring his twin, his voice soft]

I-it happens when I have intense feelings for someone. It used to happen around my Roxas sometimes.