[ Hank happily cuddles up closer, wrapping an arm around Gavin to hold him in place. Hey, it's what he asked for. And Hank isn't about to give him up. He'll fall asleep like that, without a care in the world. ]
[ And it's a good thing he does because Gavin's dreams are absolutely wild. He fidgets and jerks around a few times, only subdued by Hank's arms and alpha aura. Dreams of their childhood, but from Eli's perspective. Wires, wires, thirium everywhere, Amanda, Amanda, Amanda, Chloe, funeral, Chloe, staying up for days making her AI...
Huh.
He eventually wakes up, utterly confused for a moment. He isn't sure if he's Elijah or Ezra for a few good moments, blinking the sleep out of his eyes. He remembers something Babcia said about grounding yourself and he clenches a fist so tight his nails press into his palm.
Right. He's Ezra. Gavin. Fell asleep in his husband's arms. He sighs and presses himself into whatever warmth is in front of him. ]
[ Elijah stays up researching vampires. It's very, very difficult considering the way his blood has an almost magnetic pull towards Hank and even Ezra himself. There's nothing online about drinking your mated werewolf twin's blood, unfortunately, but he has to suppose that this all connected somehow.
It sucks. Well, being a vampire sucks in general, that's no surprise. Soon enough the sun starts to rise and that's bad considering Elijah doesn't want to find out what happens when he goes in the sun. Not if he can help it, anyway. Maybe it's the flight or fight response that sends him into Hank and Ezra's room, but sooner or later he winds up curling up beside Hank, surrounded by smells that register as familiar even if they have no business doing so. At least he'll be safe with his alpha near, he knows that much for sure. With Ezra. He'll be fine.
His dreams are no less strange. Childhood moments going sour, meeting Hank at the DPD for the first time -- back when he was young and before he went gray and they're not his memories but Elijah enjoys them regardless. He sleeps like the dead, but it's restful too. He certainly looks like he's sleeping fine.
And Hank? Well. His dreams start off pretty good -- he and Gavin are in bed, having a good time, except Elijah's there? And they're making out? And it's really confusing? Yeah he definitely dreams about having a threesome except he's painfully aware of how awkward it is, so he can't even enjoy it.
He wakes up with a start. Somehow he gained another Kamski in his bed while he was sleeping?? ]
[ Oh yeah Gavin definitely caught a couple of those sexy waves off of you, Hank. Part of why he was confused upon waking up. Hank sleeping with his mate... he's his mate. But he's Elijah? So both? So weird. It was very weird, even if Hank is very sexy even in a dream.
But reality is setting in more and more as the seconds tick by and hearing Hank's rumble of a voice definitely helps solidify it. He shifts and leans up on an elbow, looking over Hank's shoulder to see... Eli. All curled up. ]
Why is Eli in the bed? [ He looks down. Yes, everyone still at least has underwear on. Thank fuck.
[ It was a weird night for all of them. Hank gives Elijah a shove—he's surprised he actually slept in his clothes and everything, he seems like the kind of asshole who wouldn't wanna wrinkle his khakis. ]
[ Well, that's a surefire way to get him up. Elijah jolts up, too asleep to remember he doesn't even have a laptop (plus he made them waterproof ages ago.) ]
[ Okay, that gets a cackle. Definitely too early in the morning for one but that's what you get when you wake up in bed with the Kamski Twins. ]
Knew that'd get you up, you dork. [ Then he sobers and gives him a look. It's undermined by the fact he's in his boxers and his hair is all matted to his forehead. ] Why the fuck are you in our bed? Did you get cold?
[ Oh, yeah, he was awfully warm now, wasn't he. Did he wake up next to...? ]
Hank? I, er— [ He scoots away, pale skin growing flush with embarrassment. Quite the feat now that he's a vampire. ]
I don't... I don't know why I'm here. I remember the sun was beginning to rise so I thought I'd find somewhere dark, but I was going to try the garage, not... your bedroom.
[ Oh no, that's cute. His brother is cute on very, very rare occasions. He snickers and his expression softens a little as he settles back down on the bed. ]
Hey, it's fine. You're still getting used to things, it's not a big deal.
[ Eli doesn't show weakness so... easily. Nor does he like to not feel completely in control. Best not be too harsh about the bed thing. ]
[ He's definitely not cute, wow!! Your older brother is just very disoriented and not used to these new instincts that apparently tell him to stick close to Hank and Ezra. He's still embarrassed though, time to play it tough. ]
Besides the embarrassing trip to your husband's side? Yes. I read up on some things... [ A lot of things. There's actually way too much vampire lore out there. ] But I'm not feeling any different than earlier, so that's probably a good sign.
[ Widdle Eli so cute!! He's so tempted to pinch your pink cheeks. ]
Yeah, it'd be a literal pain in the neck if you had to refill every day. [ He'll let you play tough for now, bro. Since they're in front of Hank and all. ] Did you learn anything useful yet?
[ Sorry you're kind of a third wheel in this conversation suddenly, Hank. He absently reaches down to run his fingers through his husband's hair. ]
Considering how much I drank from you, I would imagine it'll be a week until I need to feed again. Of course, without a living sire, it's hard to say if I'll require more or less.
[ Get ready to hear all about what he learned, too. Hank's cool with sitting on the sidelines, he knows family time is important (and he'd rather not talk about his dreams, if that should come up.) ]
It's not completely unprecedented for a vampire to kill their own sire. They tend to go rather... berserk when they do. Which I haven't, so I think we can count that as a win. However once the blood rage and all that passes, the once-fledgling becomes much, much more powerful than the average vampire due to being untethered from any coven or community. Since they are still vulnerable while they are uncontrollable, other vampire clans are known to band together to destroy them when this happens.
[ He clears his throat and looks away. Is he actually feeling a little guilty about the fact that more vampires could be coming for him? No way. ]
I would hope that won't happen, considering no one has any reason to suspect that I've been turned, but I imagine it might be a concern.
[ They both bite now. Think of the brotherly rough housing. ]
I'd hope so. I can only make more blood so fast.
[ He leans against Hank's shoulder as he listens, very interested. A lot of what he says makes some kind of sense and lines up with previous assumptions about this vampire shit. ]
Well, I'd think we'd be able to sense an 'uncontrollable vampire' in our midst if that was the case. Like I said, I think your connection to us is what made you... un-thrallable. [ Yes that's a word now.
But aw, Eli. He sits back up and reaches over to take his hand. ]
Hey, none of this is your fault. Whatever happens, we'll deal with it. We're all stronger together. [ He smiles. ] And of course you start out the strongest you can be. That's just how you are.
[ They gonna wreck and hiss and growl at each other. At least now they can't really hurt one another. ]
That's likely the case. Unfortunately all the information I found on vampires and werewolves was about how they're enemies. It's likely not a stretch to call our situation one-of-a-kind.
[ Which is always nice when they're trailblazing. And it's always nice to get a calming touch from his brother, even if he won't admit it. ]
I never said I was blaming myself. [ He was, though. ] Though it does suit me, doesn't it? [ He grins. ] At least I can pull my weight as more than just the pack's sugar daddy.
[ Now they can really have big brotherly brawls with minimal damage, huzzah. ]
Yeah, that sounds like us. [ He snorts. ] Do everything differently 'cause we don't have anyone telling us otherwise. Maybe we can set a positive example for everyone else.
[ He squeezes Eli's hand. He doesn't say it, but Gavin can feel it. Not that you could hide anything from him before, bro. Now it's extra hard. ]
It's pretty fitting. I know you'll have this shit all figured out in a week anyway. [ But then... ugh. He makes a face. ] Please never say that again. But it's good to know you can defend yourself now so I don't have to worry.
[ At last, an outlet for all that energy that doesn't involve sex with Hank. (Applies to both of them, really.) ]
Better to make our own rules, isn't that right?
[ Yeah okay the psychic bond means he literally can't hide anything but that means he doesn't have to say how much he appreciates him so they're both winners here. Elijah smirks. ]
Of course, you "never" worried. I'm sure that's true.
[ Even Hank snorts. Elijah's tone softens momentarily. ]
[ He's not bringing it up because he does still respect your privacy and whatever your version of 'dignity' is, bro. He's a good baby twin like that. ]
Nope, never. Never lost a wink of sleep over you. [ But oh, Eli... Gavin's expression softens as well. ]
You never would have, no matter what had happened. [ Still... the hardest thing was the knowledge that Eli would be weak to the passage of time. At least now... he feels a little selfish. But his heart has lost that ache. ] But I'm glad neither of us are going anywhere for a real long time.
[ Better to make things yourself than follow what others thought was right. Please, you can't create sentient life without the right attitude. ]
You've never been a good liar, Ezra.
[ That makes one of them. He'd definitely have blabbed if he'd seen anything juicy. ]
It crossed my mind, you know. [ He was thinking about it constantly in other words. ] Werewolves only have life expectancy because of pack in-fighting. There's nothing really stopping you from living a thousand years.
[ He squeezes Eli's hand again. Gavin knows the way he talks now, of course, can always read between the lines of the things he says. ]
Yeah. It'd suck to live a thousand years without your smarmy face around. [ It's probably... not entirely healthy that neither of them can fathom existence without the other. But well, they're a werewolf and vampire wombo combo now. Not exactly typical human experience anymore.
Babcia had said some same soul twins go insane with codependency. At least they aren't doing... that. It could be worse. A lot worse. ("Don't look into your great-great-great-great-great aunt and uncle, boys. We disowned them for a reason." Yikes.) ]
[ He smiles. Yeah, he knows that wasn't a compliment. And yet he's still sitting on the edge of their bed so, you know. If you're trying to get rid of him you'll have to try harder than that. ]
Oh? Did I finally get you to admit you'd miss me?
[ Yeah, no, they both know it's not just about that. But it's a matter of a soul not being able to exist when it's incomplete. The two of them may not be matching parts anymore, but with their differences, they still fit together just as well.
Maybe it's almost a good thing their parents forced them to be so competitive as children. At least it gave them room to be their own people. (Of course only Eli would think this... he's got favorite child privilege.) ]
[ Oh he could say far worse if he wanted to get you to leave. Ezra's always here to bust your chops, Eli.
He huffs and dramatically rolls his eyes, throwing a hand up. ]
I guess. It's like I love you or something, you obnoxious pain in the ass. [ And then he grins and reaches over, tugging Eli along so they're both flopping on Hank. Sorry husband, it's time for a proper pack cuddle pile. Try not to melt, Eli.
It worked out for the best. He won't give their parents any credit for it, since he doubts it was at all intentional, but well. At least they know where each other begins and ends. ]
[ Gosh, it's almost like they're brothers or something.
Perish the thought. [ He's blushing. Wow. He blames your blood, Ezra. ] I love you too, you brainless dog.
[ Oh but he says that with a smile and soon enough he's being pulled back onto Hank and that's nice, it's so good and calming to be surrounded by his brother and his mate and his alpha. This is definitely all Ezra's blood's fault. He closes his eyes and sighs. Maybe he's a little more Ezra than usual but that's not such a bad thing. Their parents may have fucked them up, but they picked up the pieces pretty well.
Hank just shakes his head and doesn't say anything. He can tell they probably need the cuddles. Sometimes an alpha's job is to cuddle his pack, apparently. ]
[ Eli you're so cute when you blush. Gavin snickers. ]
Dog, yes. Brainless, hardly.
[ It's nice to be able to feel his brother relax though. When was the last time he well and truly relaxed? They both curl up on either side of Hank, Gavin nuzzling close. He purrs a little, a full chested vibration, so very happy. ]
[ Elijah snuggles closer, letting himself relax and enjoy this. If Ezra is alright with it -- if Ezra is starting it, then it must be alright, right? Hank lets it happen too. He pulls them both closer, feeling them both relax. They both feel like his mate as far as his instincts are concerned, but he can kinda jive with it when they're all tucked together like this.
Maybe Hank can relax too. Or maybe Eli can be a little shit. ]
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[ Hank happily cuddles up closer, wrapping an arm around Gavin to hold him in place. Hey, it's what he asked for. And Hank isn't about to give him up. He'll fall asleep like that, without a care in the world. ]
Love you too, Gavin.
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Huh.
He eventually wakes up, utterly confused for a moment. He isn't sure if he's Elijah or Ezra for a few good moments, blinking the sleep out of his eyes. He remembers something Babcia said about grounding yourself and he clenches a fist so tight his nails press into his palm.
Right. He's Ezra. Gavin. Fell asleep in his husband's arms. He sighs and presses himself into whatever warmth is in front of him. ]
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It sucks. Well, being a vampire sucks in general, that's no surprise. Soon enough the sun starts to rise and that's bad considering Elijah doesn't want to find out what happens when he goes in the sun. Not if he can help it, anyway. Maybe it's the flight or fight response that sends him into Hank and Ezra's room, but sooner or later he winds up curling up beside Hank, surrounded by smells that register as familiar even if they have no business doing so. At least he'll be safe with his alpha near, he knows that much for sure. With Ezra. He'll be fine.
His dreams are no less strange. Childhood moments going sour, meeting Hank at the DPD for the first time -- back when he was young and before he went gray and they're not his memories but Elijah enjoys them regardless. He sleeps like the dead, but it's restful too. He certainly looks like he's sleeping fine.
And Hank? Well. His dreams start off pretty good -- he and Gavin are in bed, having a good time, except Elijah's there? And they're making out? And it's really confusing? Yeah he definitely dreams about having a threesome except he's painfully aware of how awkward it is, so he can't even enjoy it.
He wakes up with a start. Somehow he gained another Kamski in his bed while he was sleeping?? ]
Fuck, I'm glad we're still wearing clothes.
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But reality is setting in more and more as the seconds tick by and hearing Hank's rumble of a voice definitely helps solidify it. He shifts and leans up on an elbow, looking over Hank's shoulder to see... Eli. All curled up. ]
Why is Eli in the bed? [ He looks down. Yes, everyone still at least has underwear on. Thank fuck.
Gavin leans over Hank and nudges his brother. ]
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[ It was a weird night for all of them. Hank gives Elijah a shove—he's surprised he actually slept in his clothes and everything, he seems like the kind of asshole who wouldn't wanna wrinkle his khakis. ]
Five more minutes...
[ Yeah, he's not an early riser. ]
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[ He nudges him again, this time tugging on his ear as well. ]
Eli, get up! I spilled milk on your laptop!
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You did what—?!
[ Give him a moment. ]
Oh, it's just you, Ezra. You startled me.
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Knew that'd get you up, you dork. [ Then he sobers and gives him a look. It's undermined by the fact he's in his boxers and his hair is all matted to his forehead. ] Why the fuck are you in our bed? Did you get cold?
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Hank? I, er— [ He scoots away, pale skin growing flush with embarrassment. Quite the feat now that he's a vampire. ]
I don't... I don't know why I'm here. I remember the sun was beginning to rise so I thought I'd find somewhere dark, but I was going to try the garage, not... your bedroom.
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Hey, it's fine. You're still getting used to things, it's not a big deal.
[ Eli doesn't show weakness so... easily. Nor does he like to not feel completely in control. Best not be too harsh about the bed thing. ]
You okay?
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Besides the embarrassing trip to your husband's side? Yes. I read up on some things... [ A lot of things. There's actually way too much vampire lore out there. ] But I'm not feeling any different than earlier, so that's probably a good sign.
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Yeah, it'd be a literal pain in the neck if you had to refill every day. [ He'll let you play tough for now, bro. Since they're in front of Hank and all. ] Did you learn anything useful yet?
[ Sorry you're kind of a third wheel in this conversation suddenly, Hank. He absently reaches down to run his fingers through his husband's hair. ]
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Considering how much I drank from you, I would imagine it'll be a week until I need to feed again. Of course, without a living sire, it's hard to say if I'll require more or less.
[ Get ready to hear all about what he learned, too. Hank's cool with sitting on the sidelines, he knows family time is important (and he'd rather not talk about his dreams, if that should come up.) ]
It's not completely unprecedented for a vampire to kill their own sire. They tend to go rather... berserk when they do. Which I haven't, so I think we can count that as a win. However once the blood rage and all that passes, the once-fledgling becomes much, much more powerful than the average vampire due to being untethered from any coven or community. Since they are still vulnerable while they are uncontrollable, other vampire clans are known to band together to destroy them when this happens.
[ He clears his throat and looks away. Is he actually feeling a little guilty about the fact that more vampires could be coming for him? No way. ]
I would hope that won't happen, considering no one has any reason to suspect that I've been turned, but I imagine it might be a concern.
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I'd hope so. I can only make more blood so fast.
[ He leans against Hank's shoulder as he listens, very interested. A lot of what he says makes some kind of sense and lines up with previous assumptions about this vampire shit. ]
Well, I'd think we'd be able to sense an 'uncontrollable vampire' in our midst if that was the case. Like I said, I think your connection to us is what made you... un-thrallable. [ Yes that's a word now.
But aw, Eli. He sits back up and reaches over to take his hand. ]
Hey, none of this is your fault. Whatever happens, we'll deal with it. We're all stronger together. [ He smiles. ] And of course you start out the strongest you can be. That's just how you are.
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That's likely the case. Unfortunately all the information I found on vampires and werewolves was about how they're enemies. It's likely not a stretch to call our situation one-of-a-kind.
[ Which is always nice when they're trailblazing. And it's always nice to get a calming touch from his brother, even if he won't admit it. ]
I never said I was blaming myself. [ He was, though. ] Though it does suit me, doesn't it? [ He grins. ] At least I can pull my weight as more than just the pack's sugar daddy.
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Yeah, that sounds like us. [ He snorts. ] Do everything differently 'cause we don't have anyone telling us otherwise. Maybe we can set a positive example for everyone else.
[ He squeezes Eli's hand. He doesn't say it, but Gavin can feel it. Not that you could hide anything from him before, bro. Now it's extra hard. ]
It's pretty fitting. I know you'll have this shit all figured out in a week anyway. [ But then... ugh. He makes a face. ] Please never say that again. But it's good to know you can defend yourself now so I don't have to worry.
[ Pause. ] Not that I worried. You weenie.
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Better to make our own rules, isn't that right?
[ Yeah okay the psychic bond means he literally can't hide anything but that means he doesn't have to say how much he appreciates him so they're both winners here. Elijah smirks. ]
Of course, you "never" worried. I'm sure that's true.
[ Even Hank snorts. Elijah's tone softens momentarily. ]
But now I won't have to leave you behind.
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We always do anyway, right?
[ He's not bringing it up because he does still respect your privacy and whatever your version of 'dignity' is, bro. He's a good baby twin like that. ]
Nope, never. Never lost a wink of sleep over you. [ But oh, Eli... Gavin's expression softens as well. ]
You never would have, no matter what had happened. [ Still... the hardest thing was the knowledge that Eli would be weak to the passage of time. At least now... he feels a little selfish. But his heart has lost that ache. ] But I'm glad neither of us are going anywhere for a real long time.
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[ Better to make things yourself than follow what others thought was right. Please, you can't create sentient life without the right attitude. ]
You've never been a good liar, Ezra.
[ That makes one of them. He'd definitely have blabbed if he'd seen anything juicy. ]
It crossed my mind, you know. [ He was thinking about it constantly in other words. ] Werewolves only have life expectancy because of pack in-fighting. There's nothing really stopping you from living a thousand years.
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[ He squeezes Eli's hand again. Gavin knows the way he talks now, of course, can always read between the lines of the things he says. ]
Yeah. It'd suck to live a thousand years without your smarmy face around. [ It's probably... not entirely healthy that neither of them can fathom existence without the other. But well, they're a werewolf and vampire wombo combo now. Not exactly typical human experience anymore.
Babcia had said some same soul twins go insane with codependency. At least they aren't doing... that. It could be worse. A lot worse. ("Don't look into your great-great-great-great-great aunt and uncle, boys. We disowned them for a reason." Yikes.) ]
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Oh? Did I finally get you to admit you'd miss me?
[ Yeah, no, they both know it's not just about that. But it's a matter of a soul not being able to exist when it's incomplete. The two of them may not be matching parts anymore, but with their differences, they still fit together just as well.
Maybe it's almost a good thing their parents forced them to be so competitive as children. At least it gave them room to be their own people. (Of course only Eli would think this... he's got favorite child privilege.) ]
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He huffs and dramatically rolls his eyes, throwing a hand up. ]
I guess. It's like I love you or something, you obnoxious pain in the ass. [ And then he grins and reaches over, tugging Eli along so they're both flopping on Hank. Sorry husband, it's time for a proper pack cuddle pile. Try not to melt, Eli.
It worked out for the best. He won't give their parents any credit for it, since he doubts it was at all intentional, but well. At least they know where each other begins and ends. ]
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Perish the thought. [ He's blushing. Wow. He blames your blood, Ezra. ] I love you too, you brainless dog.
[ Oh but he says that with a smile and soon enough he's being pulled back onto Hank and that's nice, it's so good and calming to be surrounded by his brother and his mate and his alpha. This is definitely all Ezra's blood's fault. He closes his eyes and sighs. Maybe he's a little more Ezra than usual but that's not such a bad thing. Their parents may have fucked them up, but they picked up the pieces pretty well.
Hank just shakes his head and doesn't say anything. He can tell they probably need the cuddles. Sometimes an alpha's job is to cuddle his pack, apparently. ]
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Dog, yes. Brainless, hardly.
[ It's nice to be able to feel his brother relax though. When was the last time he well and truly relaxed? They both curl up on either side of Hank, Gavin nuzzling close. He purrs a little, a full chested vibration, so very happy. ]
Mine. Both mine.
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Maybe Hank can relax too. Or maybe Eli can be a little shit. ]
Oh my god, you can purr.
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