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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[slavingly.livejournal.com]

[he swallows a little, looking at him.]

This is--it's fine. It's... definately okay.

[reflecktion.livejournal.com]

Good.

[smiles, leaning back in to kiss him again, moving his hand to pet Riku's hair]