mirror room

@Jeon Jungkook (Ene > m < *is sprayed* ies )

@Jung Yonghwa [whet--that's not...no, antibooby *sprays you with a water bottle*]

@Jeon Jungkook (M'kay o u o you're just prolonging the time until you get ed tbh v u v *slapped*)

@Jung Yonghwa [omg I will when I wake up. Deal? Just remind me. <3]

@Jeon Jungkook (*cry*)

@Jung Yonghwa [] I shall reply-- one day lmao

@Jeon Jungkook (I'm glad you like it > ◇ < )

(*toes curl in all this goodness that is happening rn*)

@Jeon Jungkook The other pushes at the glass, the door between their two worlds. Is this boy really poking through into his world? Cute little thing doesn't know of the darkness contained by this mirror, and the few others which are kept secret. This one in particular is more common, more dangerous because the police force seems to have caught onto it. Yonghwa steps back discreetly, hands in his pockets now as the officer in training reaches for him. Still, very, very cute.

That is until Yonghwa snaps, a speedy hand locking around the boy's wrist and yanking him through the mirror and into the Fiction. His other arm quickly wraps around the younger's waist, compensating for the rough tug with a gentle yet firm hold. He keeps the boy at his chest, simply staring at him. There's a good moment of silence before he speaks. "Don't you know that touching mirrors only leads to chaos?" That chaos has been sealed into Yonghwa's world. He almost feels rotten holding such a fragile 'color' as they call the Fact's population. It's rather discriminatory in all honestly.

@Jung Yonghwa The young man sighed, resting his chin upon his palm. He was on the clock, yes, and his trainer was down the block fetching something to eat, so Kook thought he would just chill here for a little till the other experienced, older man came back. So, here he was, bored out of his mind yet again for at least the third time this night shift.

Honestly, Jungkook was not expecting anyone to come by the mirror. Recently, there hasn't been much activity so he sat in an empty room, no one from the other side being seen for days. Perhaps the mirror broke? Kook didn't know.

As he played with his boot strings, a pair of shoes caught his attention, and he smiled brightly. Someone from the other side showed up! His heart beat faster and his orbs glanced up at the other man, a bit captivated at how handsome he was. Though, he had to keep his guard up. He didn't know if the man was friend or foe.

He mirrored the others motions, gently touching the glass, seeing if he could feel the other man's warmth of his skin. He was still a curious kid, so he dipped his fingers inside the mirror boldly, gulping, wondering what the other would do.

@Jeon Jungkook Jungkook's twin was somewhere between the grey sky, however finding your actual copy is much more difficult than people think. There are few times when Yonghwa has ever spotted a double in the color world. Why he's there, you may ask? Well, he's got to find the 'slave type' from somewhere. Colors are meaningless in the fiction world and they honestly make some people shield their eyes. His clientele, though... They eat those colors up. And so, Yonghwa is heading towards a grand mirror in hope that he will bring back a string if not one or two of the Fact. Yonghwa doesn't even step in front of the mirror and he can already see a curious boy standing there. Police, . The uniform says it all. Well... Life in black and white would be too boring without a dash of color.

He steps in front of the mirror, allowing his image to be seen by the other. From there, he reaches his hand out, almost wondering what the other's hand will feel like. Perhaps the boy will simply run for it.

Jungkook sighed as he sneaked inside the mirror room. Sitting on his behind, he stared into his own reflection, wondering if he'd ever see his twin. Maybe his twin was rather shy, or nervous, and didn't want to be bothered. Or maybe even his twin was in jail...? He had no idea. Even if it wasn't his twin, he'd like to meet someone from the other side.