seiya234:

From this prompt: “Ever since the events of the sandstorm, Cecil only has a 50% chance of seeing himself when he looks in the mirror. The other 50% of the time, he sees Kevin.” on the kinkmeme!

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Half of the time when he wiped the steam from the mirror in the morning he saw himself, as was normal

(Though the wallpaper behind him continuously changed, as was also normal because duh)

Ever since the sandstorm the other half of the time he saw….him.

Wipe away steam to see pitch black eyes, and a mouth with a bit of viscera peeking out half the time, as if Kevin had just eaten.

He knew his double was named Kevin. He wasn’t sure how he knew but it was a surety he felt deep to his bones.

Wipe away steam to see the wall behind him covered in blood, occasional splatters of brain and bone smeared across the flower bedecked surface.

Kevin didn’t talk to him; he sure as hell didn’t seem to hear anything Cecil yelled at him the first few times he saw him.

Wipe away steam to see Kevin occasionally wearing someone’s scalp like it was a toupee, the blood dribbling down his cheek and a tongue darting out to lick it off.

(The hair looked like Carlos’ hair)

(Cecil broke the mirror that morning)

It was a minor relief that Kevin didn’t, ugh, ‘mirror’ his actions. His routine was as normal and dull as Cecil’s, which was somehow even more unnerving.

Wipe away the steam to see Kevin just staring, intently.

He wasn’t sure why this happened, if Kevin saw Cecil as he saw Kevin.

He knew he’d find out one day.

(You will die one day, his mother said, and it will be a mirror that kills you.)