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[ That makes him blush all over again. ]

Ugh! You're such a fucking creep sometimes. Why do you care? You could have asked, dipshit.

[ Harrumph, harrumph, back to his usual self. He reaches up and pinches the tip of Eli's nose in retaliation. ]

Yeah. This really is the safest place for you to be right now. Hank's even stronger than I am, so. If something goes wrong we can handle it. [ And then without even really thinking about it, he takes Eli's hand and starts to lead him back upstairs. ]

Some things are best experienced first-hand.

[ Yeah, Hank's gonna greet Eli by grabbing him by the neck, if he's lucky. But it'll be worth it. Elijah swats Ezra away again, but doesn't pull away when he grabs his hand. Hank is strong. Stronger than all of them. He's their alpha, after all. It's comforting to know he's there. In a weird way, Elijah supposes, he has him to thank and to blame for all of this. It'll be different, seeing him now, with how much Elijah's senses have changed and in the last 24 hours.

Finally, Elijah speaks, maybe a bit more serious than intended. ]

I trust you. And Hank.

[ Eyeroll.

He stops walking up the stairs when Eli speaks again, turning around. He's a step ahead of him so he's a little taller than him (for once) and he leans in and gives him a one armed hug. ]

I trust you too. It's all gonna work out. [ He pulls away and rests their foreheads together for a moment. ] I know I don't have to say it but I don't think of you any less or any differently, after all this. Just like you didn't with me.

[ Elijah nods, closing his eyes as Ezra holds him. It's nice. Even the wet dog smell is kind of endearing once you get used to it. ]

I know. I'm sure the differences will become apparent with time, but they won't matter to you at all, will they?

[ That's what being twins is all about. ]

Yup. Now c'mon, you dweeb.

[ He says that but then his stomach gurgles with hunger. Oh. Werewolf metabolism plus getting like half of his blood sucked out makes you hungry, it seems. He blushes again and keeps stomping up the stairs. ]

And I'll go make dinner, I guess.

[ Elijah chuckles. It's too bad he can't enjoy Ezra's cooking anymore, but he'll survive. Plus it's way more fun to just tease his little brother. ]

Your husband might be able to help with that. Isn't that the whole point of having one?

[ Yeah, it's called cheating because of their bond but don't worry, Gavin, Hank has dinner covered. ]

[ Gavin grunts. ] We take turns cooking. You think I just lounge around and force Hank to do everything?

[ We all aren't lazy like you, Eli. Once they're upstairs the smell of dinner hits him and he smiles, even though his stomach gurgles again. Ugh. That's the one thing that's never gotten any better as time goes on. He just burns so much energy Existing. ]

Hank? Eli's settled for now.

[ Eli scoffs. That's not what he'd do if he got married but then he's a very lazy person who created androids to do his chores, so there is that. He hangs back and stays fairly close as they make their way inside. Already Hank and Ezra's house smells entirely different than he's used to. It's a bit overwhelming, so you'll have to forgive Elijah for standing a little stiff. ]

Yeah? Good. Had me worried for a bit there.

[ Like, you know, in the last five minutes and when he was drinking from Gavin. Hank had felt that somehow. In a weird way. Plus now that Kamski is actually here, it's doubly odd—he smells just like Gavin. It's kind of weirding him out, though he's at least distracted by finishing up dinner, so that helps. ]

Figured you'd be starving once you made it out of there. I've got mashed potatoes on the stove—steaks are almost ready.

Yeah, I know. But it's all fine. [ Not even a mark on him, besides the usual. Sorry Eli, it's time to be lovey dovey with his husband. He heads over to Hank, rests his hands on his chest and leans up for a quick little smooch. ] Thanks for making dinner, fella.

[ And Hank makes great mashed potatoes, oh baby. He snuffles at Hank's neck a little as he pulls away and heads to grab some plates.

He looks over his shoulder at his brother. ] You don't have to stand there like a statue, make yourself comfortable.

Long as you don't go touching what ain't yours.

[ Hank adds, giving Eli a quick glance. He knows he should be nicer to him but he's also an alpha with strong instincts and nobody is allowed to feel up his mate. Not even his mate's twin brother who now totally smells like his mate so it's actually pretty confusing.

But Gavin's touch and attention makes it easier. The kissing, the snuffling, it all makes Hank want to drag Gavin close and lick his face till he smells like Hank but that's certainly not appropriate behavior for dinner so he'll just have to play nice. For now. Gavin's being so helpful, Hank just wants to be good for him. ]

Go ahead and sit down. You already ate, but you're still welcome.

[ Of course watching the whole display isn't super great for Eli, considering the crush that's all Ezra's fault and now the fact that his blood might be inside him too. All in all, it's making him feel a little light-headed. Elijah takes a seat as offered, letting Ezra take care of setting the table. ]

Thank you. I suppose you've grown accustomed to having people over who can't eat.

[ You know, because androids. Huh, Elijah's now more like an android than ever. Maybe that's not so bad. ]

[ He gives Hank a flat look at that. Uh, ew, his brother isn't stealing him from you. Or whatever the intent behind the Alpha Possessiveness is. Poor Eli. He wonders how the vampireness is going effect his crush that he tries so hard to deny.

Gavin heads over to the table with two plates and a set of utensils, setting it all down and sliding into his seat. Aw, it's been a long time since he sat at a dinner table with Eli. Probably since they were kids and babcia was teaching them their prayers. ]

You probably heard, but I was thinking Eli could stay with us until he's on his feet.

[ Sorry, Gavin. Family or not, when somebody touches your mark, they get the fangs!!

Hank grabs their plates and serves their food, setting the plates down and joining them at the dinner table. Steak and potatoes, a nice, calorie-filled dinner for a couple of hungry werewolves. ]

Right. He's family, of course he can stay.

[ Hank knows Gavin and Elijah are close, so he wouldn't have expected anything else. Especially now that he's going to have to take this alpha thing seriously. It'd be irresponsible to leave a fresh vampire on his own. Nevermind the fact that, yeah, he's his brother in law. Who smells like his brother. God.

And Elijah? Well, staying with Hank is both really nice and really weird. He'll probably feel less conflicted and confused once he manages to go home and figure things out. He misses his home computer so much... Well, and Chloe, obviously. ]

I know you don't have much room, so I'll try not to dawdle for too long.

[ His stomach gurgles again and he starts to tuck into his food. He's starving!! Being a blood snack pack takes it out of you. He let's them talk for a moment as he eats, feeling his energy coming back quickly. ]

Don't worry about dawdling, bro. [ He wipes at his mouth with a napkin. ] I guess we should probably call babcia first thing in the morning and see if she has any advice. Or a vampire care package she can send you.

[ Wow, stop being so damn cute, Gavin!! Hank smiles at him as he eats—he always enjoys feeding his mate, and seeing him enjoy himself. Elijah smiles too. It's his brother, after all.

There's no doubt babcia will be concerned, but she takes it all in stride usually... Well, hopefully. ]

Please, I'll be fine. And I'm sure she'll have lots to say.

[ Gavin is oblivious to being thought of as cute, which is good because he'd vehemently deny it. He goes back to eating his potatoes with a (cute) snort. ]

I'm sure I'll get a stern talking to then she'll tell us about how we have a distant relative who got turned into a vampire.

[ With that he gets up to head to the fridge and grab a couple beers. He puts one down in front of Hank and goes back to his food. ]

[ He's always gonna love your cute baby wolf enthusiasm, Gav. Hank keeps his adoring gaze on his husband—even if his brother smells like him, there's no replacing the real thing.

Elijah chuckles. God, they are pathetic. And endearing. Fuck. He knows the feelings are just leftover from Ezra, but it doesn't make it any easier. Better to focus on babcia than think about his feelings. He's got much bigger problems, anyway. ]

Yes, I'm sure that's true. We're fortunate that she always seems to know what to do.

[ He's not a cute baby he's manly as hell!! He sips on his beer, leaning back in his chair with a content little look on his face. ]

Mm. I think our grandma might be a witch or something.

[ And then he opens his eyes and suddenly seems to notice the looks both of them are giving him. His cheeks turn pink. ]

What? I got something on my face?

You only realized this now?

[ Elijah chuckles. His little bro can be pretty dense, but it's cute. Hank takes a sip of his beer, still smirking. He's got it pretty good. Things always seem to work out lately, it's pretty damn nice. ]

I kinda figured she had to be, with all the stuff she knows.

[ Gavin's cheek gets pinker. ]

It's called joking, sheesh. Of course I figured it out.

[ ...did he? Well, no matter. He goes back to finishing up his food before it gets cold and changes the subject. ]

Is there anything you need while you're here? You can borrow my clothes but I don't have any robes, unfortunately.

[ Yep. Still fucking cute. Hank doesn't say anything about that, just keeps smiling at his dumb, cute husband. ]

Hardly. I'll be fine with yours, you must have something that isn't hideous.

[ Elijah gives Gavin a cursory glance, shaking his head at his usual sense of fashion. Naturally. Hank cuts in before Gavin can retort though. ]

Hey, if you wanna take a shower, you can go ahead. Might help with the... everything.

[ Oh, yeah, Elijah's totally covered in dried blood isn't he. ]

I still have some clothes Gran got me, I think you'll live. [ Because honestly she's the only reason they have any semblance of taste.

He blinks and looks his brother over again. Oh, huh, he definitely is. He'd just stopped noticing it after Eli fed on him. Nose blindness? ]

Yeah, I can bring you some clothes and put those in the wash.

[ She always did have incredible taste. Elijah shrugs like he totally isn't bothered by being called out, though he does stand to get ready to go shower. He doesn't like carrying the scent of death and decay with him anymore than he would have before. Though maybe that smell is just him? He hopes not. ]

I will take you up on your offer. The sooner I can get out of these, the better.

[ He makes a quick escape to the bathroom, not even waiting for Hank and Gavin to finish their dinner. Yeah, he probably needs some alone time, Hank understands. It's hard to come by in this tiny house, but it is what it is. ]

Well, he didn't look so bad. [ Hank takes another so of his beer, turning towards Gavin. ] So, how's he doing, really?

Have fun~ [ He waves and sticks out his tongue as Eli heads off into the bathroom.

His expression falls into a more serious one once he's gone and Hank asks that question. Gavin sighs and grabs his beer, cradling it to his chest. ]

As best as he can. He had a panic attack after he fed on me and I could tell another one was bubbling under the surface. [ Gavin takes a few big swigs of his beer. ] He doesn't like not feeling in control and now he has to adjust to all of these things he didn't have a chance to prepare for.

Yeah. Fucking sucks, I get that.

[ Hank nods, staring down at his food. He does get it. When he'd been turned, it hadn't been to save him like he'd done with Gavin. It hadn't been as a bargaining chip, either. If only he'd taken care of this like he should have. He's an alpha, dammit. ]

This is my fault, Gavin. I know I can't make it up to you, but I'm sorry fucking sorry.

[ Gavin stares at him for a second as he takes another swig of his beer. He licks his lips and puts it down on the table, reaching a slightly chilled hand over to find one of Hank's. ]

Hank. My love. None of this is your fault. [ He brings his hand up and kisses it gently. ] It's the coven that turned him's fault, and they're all dead. [ He kisses his hand again. ] Honestly? His connection to us, to you, is the thing that saved him from being their thrall. We're stronger together and tonight proved it.

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