spooky scary

[donotlick]

aka: a psl for grumpy cops

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[yourmaker]

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.

[coffeedipshit]

[ 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.

[donotlick]

[ 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. ]

[coffeedipshit]

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.

[donotlick]

[ 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?

[coffeedipshit]

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.

[donotlick]

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.

[coffeedipshit]

[ 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.

[donotlick]

I still wish I coulda been there.

[ But the touch makes him smile. Aw, you always know what to say, Gavin. Hank's not sure he deserves that praise, much less the support of someone as wonderful as him, but he can't deny that he loves his kisses and affection. Being a werewolf sure made him cuddlier. (And softer, even if he has been losing weight.) ]

It's just... as the alpha, I should've kept a better eye on things. If it was enough to connect him to me, I should've...

[coffeedipshit]

I know. I wish I could have too.

[ With that, Gavin gets up and closes their distance and plops himself on Hank's lap. He takes Hank's hand and places it on his mark, leaning in a little more. ]

For us having no goddamn idea about any of this shit, I think we're doing pretty good. [ He leans in and kisses him between the eyes. ] They could have killed him, they could have tried to hold him for some kind of ransom. But they just made the richest, smartest guy in the world immortal. Jokes on them, huh?

[donotlick]

[ Hank leans in close and wraps his arms around Gavin's waist, pulling him close and burying his face in his neck. He noses at the mark, softly dragging his teeth over it with a growl. Sorry, he's not super paying attention here, he's distracted. But he is listening. ]

Yeah, they might've figured we don't have our shit together, but they really fucked up there.

[coffeedipshit]

[ He purrs at that, a soft little rumble rolling out of his chest. Gavin tilts his head to give him better access, sighing hotly. (Probably not the best idea to do this when his brother with the newfound super senses is only a few rooms away but... it's been a stressful evening.)

The teeth make him shiver and clutch at Hank. ]

Yep. [ Purr, purr. ] I mean, you remember how unsure I was at first. But I love it all now.

[donotlick]

[ It's ok, Eli has the shower running very loudly. And very hot. He doesn't want to think about what his brother and husband are doing out there, promise. He's got a lot more on his mind than that.

Hank purrs in response, chest rumbling low and deep as he drags his beard and teeth over the mark and pulls Gavin tight against him. They could probably all use a break. ]

Being a vampire seems a little shittier than being a werewolf. [ He kisses Gavin's mark, smirking. ] Though I guess I used to think being a werewolf was as bad as it gets, before I got you.

[coffeedipshit]

[ It's for the best, really.

Oh baby. Gavin just keens and leans into those teeth, suddenly wanting his husband to just sink his teeth into his flesh but it'll feel good. He shivers at the kiss. ]

Mm... [ He trails his fingers up into Hank's hair, scratching at his scalp. ] I'd say there are positives and negatives to both, really.

[ Aw, you're so sweet. Gavin leans in to kiss his temple, murmuring into his ear. ] Here's hoping Eli finds his true love, I guess.

[donotlick]

Ain't that just himself?

[ Hank chuckles. See, he'll bite you way better than your brother will, Gavin! But he knows he should hold back, at least because he won't want to explain himself if Eli walks in on them. So he just keeps it to a nibble and slides his tongue up and down Gavin's neck. Yeah, that's totally not as bad as biting down, right? ]

Have I mentioned how much I love you lately, babe?

[coffeedipshit]

[ Gavin snorts in a way that sounds like his nose is still broken, throwing his head back in a laugh for a second. ] You're not wrong...

[ But oh. He sobers quickly as those teeth nibble at his flesh, purring loudly. Honestly, it's probably for the best to keep the blood out of the air around the fledgling vampire unless it's strictly necessary. Eli may have just filled up the tank on him but instincts are instincts, after all. He leans down and kisses Hank sweetly. ]

Considering you say it multiple times a day... you should say it more. [ Another smooch. ] I love you too.

[donotlick]

[ Hank answers with a cheeky grin, kissing back. It's been so long since he was this happy that it still boggles his mind sometimes, but it's all thanks to Gavin and he'll gladly say so. ]

Love you. So much.

[ Really, Elijah would have to get pretty damn lucky to find someone this good. He probably knows it, though he really wouldn't have an opinion about it if it weren't for Gavin's feelings seeping through their bond. And oh, isn't it great that poor Eli is discovering that maybe that necklace thing they use to keep their bond toned down isn't working quite as well now that he's a vampire? Yeah.

Yeah, Eli doesn't have the best shower in the world, but he feels a lot more in control, at least of his instincts, once he's clean and not actually wearing other people's blood. Of course, the two love birds have been so busy making out that they didn't get him a change of clothes. ]

Is that change of clothes ever coming, Ezra?

[ So thanks to the fact that they're all sharing blood now, Elijah can communicate telepathically with Gavin. And maybe a little with Hank. ]

[coffeedipshit]

[ Whoops!! Babcia's gonna have to make an upgraded one.

So Gavin is happily smooching the heck out of his husband when all of a sudden his big dumb brother's voice is in his head and he yelps again, jumping up. ]

What the fuck?! [ Oh... well, he did have a point. ] Uh, one sec, then we can figure out why you can talk in my head?!

[ He heads into the bedroom and pulls out some clothes then sticks his arm into the bathroom. ]

Here. Sorry.

[yourmaker]

[ She definitely is, considering the whole blood connection is extremely strong now. Really, what were you expecting, letting your brother drink your blood, Gavin? That's how vampires enthrall people. Though Eli wouldn't have the first clue on how to do that, he just somehow knew that he could connect with him thanks to their shared blood. It's pretty creepy.

Hank didn't hear it quite as clearly, but he heard it too. ]

Jesus Christ.

[ Hank shakes his head and watches Gavin go. Yeah, they're gonna have serious boundary issues. Serious issues. Oh well. ]

Thank you.

[ Elijah smirks as he grabs the clothes. Don't worry, he's in a towel, he's not trying to traumatize his baby brother too much. But he shrugs, golden eyes glinting with mischief. Yeah, he's enjoying this a little. ]

We're connected by blood, especially now. I needed to reach out to you, so I did.

[coffeedipshit]

[ Look, giving his brother blood was the sensible and kind thing to do, he didn't foresee this being an issue. They're already super close, what's some harmless telepathy between twins (and alphas)? And Eli couldn't thrall Ezra even if he wanted to, he's too much of a little brother anyway.

He peaks his head in, seeing that glint in his eyes. Oh god not mischief. He's already gonna start acting annoying, huh? ]

I mean, I guess that's handy. [ He looks down and fiddles with the trinket on his necklace from babcia. ] Guess she's gonna have to whip up another one of these, huh?

[yourmaker]

I can't wait to see what babcia cooks up this time.

[ Maybe some part of him likes being connected to his brother, or maybe that's the part that wants to have his food readily available. Whoops. He's got a lot to get used to. At least some new clothes help. ]

Some privacy, if you would.

[ Says the guy who can speak into your head, but you know. That's Eli. He's shooting Ezra right out. ]

[coffeedipshit]

[ He has to admit it's... not that bad. Twin things, they've already been basically psychic anyway. Just another level to it? Except now it looks like they'll actually have to practice not invading each other's heads. At least while Eli has to feed on him. ]

Oh like you have any room to bitch about privacy. [ He just blows him a big raspberry as he's shooed out of the bathroom, in full annoying baby brother mode.

With a sigh and a rub to his forehead, he heads back into the kitchen to his husband. ]

So jot down that new side effect, I guess.

[donotlick]

[ It's definitely a whole new fun, deeper world. Eli isn't too set on reading into his brother's head, he can already tell most of what his brother was thinking before anyway, so being able to talk to him isn't too jarring. Just, y'know, it gives him a chance to bitch at his brother, and that's always fun.

Still, he isn't a total exhibitionist so once Ezra's out of the picture, he starts getting dressed. It's almost nostalgic, to wear clothes that Gran got them... kind of shame Ezra doesn't normally dress this nice. Or maybe he's just too bulky now to wear them -- they're certainly a good fit on Elijah.

Hank meanwhile is done cleaning up from dinner. He feels a bit like an eavesdropper, considering he heard most of that and the psychic stuff too, but this is his house and they're his pack so part of him thinks it feels right, too. It's weird. ]

Makes sense. There's a reason people aren't out there signing up to get bit by vampires. [ He shrugs. ] You and me are probably more used to this mind-meld stuff than anybody else would be.

[coffeedipshit]

[ There are worse candidates for 'sudden telepathy' that's for sure. Poor Hank though. ]

Yeah... least we've already been through all of this. Gives him some kind of stability, even if we don't know shit about vampires.

[ He just sort of leans against Hank's shoulder, nuzzling close. ] Looks like we'll have to keep our hands to ourselves again for a bit. Connection's even stronger than before now.

[ Which they can do but he was really looking forward to Hank's hands on his ass tonight. Oh well. ]

[donotlick]

[ At least they're used to Eli getting all up in their business for the most part. ]

Right. If shit had to go south... least we've kinda already been there.

[ Really, it's such a far cry from Hank's awful entry into the supernatural that he almost feels like he knows what he's doing. Hank leans back, wrapping an arm around Gavin's shoulders to pull him closer. Maybe they can't fuck while Elijah's tuned in on Gavin's brainwaves but they can still cuddle till they gross Eli out. ]

Damn shame. I had a real nice night planned for you. [ Is he teasing or is he serious?? ] Figured you got all that stress, y'know...