Mirror ✔ (VegasPete)

Chapter 5: King

"Have you ever contemplated while looking in the mirror?"

Vegas does look and wander in front of the mirror all the time. He would often smoke and scrutinize himself after a long day of inhuman activities, like it's some sort of spiritual practice.

He glanced and stared deeply into his naked reflection, watching every heave of his chest and tiny movements of his eyelids. He'll admit that even the proud Vegas has something to fear about himself, and it's not his strong need for dominance, nor his endangered humanity. It's something unknown to him, even now. Something that could easily be gotten rid of if only he could touch it, something foreign to his atrocious personality. Though it's not bothering him that much, he knows that someday, he must face it.

"Is it really you? Or is it another person? Have you ever wondered the possibility of... the other side?"

Other side? He never believed in such a thing... or place. The answer would always be delusion, fictitious even, because of the lack of evidence. There's no magic, no alternate universe. Just this... a world floating along space.

Pete... seems like he has that kind of delusion.

No, it's a disorder. Vegas has never been involved in any stem of psychiatry so he can't really justify his diagnosis. But he'd watch and read some content that includes identity dissociation (he likes books that will help him in manipulating people anyway). And if Vegas will be asked about his opinion, he believes that the Pete that pistoned a hardened shaft between his thighs is the alter ego.

" Have you ever... Slept for a very long time but the truth is... You are awake, but some stupid motherfucker is making horse-shit decisions for you?"

The puzzling question kept on repeating in Vegas' mind as he looked at his bare glory.

"Do you ever feel trapped? Oh, let me rephrase the question. Do you like being trapped?"

Vegas began to wonder if the man he's currently seeing at the mirror is free or bound to follow his every move. If the answer is the latter, wouldn't that person do anything to take over?

But he doesn't like being manhandled by anyone.

His eyes fluttered at the thought. Now, that's a fear worthy.

"There. At least WE have something in common."

Pete's encrypted questions... It's all starting to make sense now.

"What?"

That Pete... The one in the convenience store sounded more human. When he flinched at Vegas' hand grabbing his shoulder? His gloomy aura? His fashion? Heck, even his posture and voice is different.

He is the original. The submissive one.

"You are lying."

Vegas remembered how Pete's brows knitted when he accused him of forgetting what they did in the comfort room, how confused and how fast his life flashed before his eyes when he realized a certain possibility. Can Vegas consider that as a small piece to an unresolved puzzle? Definitely.

For now, Vegas will assume that the original Pete is already aware of alter Pete's existence. His lack of knowledge towards what happened and his confirmatory questions to Vegas after the revelation shows that he, indeed, has an idea on what transpired behind his back.

But the real question is, what does that alternate personality want from Vegas?

At first, Vegas thought that it's just a mere product of their endless retribution against each other, but judging from the way that Pete kissed and touched him? How he, somehow, respected Vegas' borderlines during the deed? It was all confusing.