[ Yeah, Elijah can get that. Considering he can kinda 'turn on' his sensors that let him smell and feel and sense blood, it's... a little scary. Just a little. ]
Just... went to Hank, when I could. Werewolf thing, being around the alpha. Gives you a better sense of control.
[ He looks up at Eli again. ] I'm sure Babcia will be able to tell you things you need to know... but if you get scared or anything, just come to me. Maybe we can just fight it out til you feel more in control.
[ Born hangry: the most dangerous of all vampires. ]
I'll let you know.
[ He really might. He doesn't know his own strength yet, that's the only safe way. ]
It's... overwhelming. I've managed to get used to it. Or maybe tone it down. But I can hear your heart. And your pulse. And... well, I could see your blood under your skin, last night.
[ The only thing that could kill Gavin at this point is his spine being ripped clean in two, so. He's the ideal punching bag while you get yourself figured out, bro.
And that's... not really surprising, he supposes. ]
Yeah, I kinda relate. My hearing is pretty intense now. [ He flicks at his ear lobe. ] I can hear your heartbeat too, it's been faster since you fed on me. It was... really slow last night.
[ He's been through a lot, he wouldn't be guessed that his heartbeat was gonna sound so... strange. He sets a hand on his chest. It almost feels normal. Werewolf blood is probably super charged somehow. ]
I suppose that makes sense. Without an outside source of blood, I'm basically a zombie.
You're not a zombie, Eli. Your... default state is just different. My shit got changed up too.
[ His stomach suddenly gurgles. ] Like that, I'm fuckin' hungry all the damn time. And my resting heart is too fast and literally all of my body hair grows to damn fast now. Things change.
[ He snorts. ] Doesn't the internet think you absorbed me in the womb or something, since no one's ever seen me? Don't believe everything you see.
[ It's definitely time for breakfast and maybe let his hubby sleep in. He's very cute when he sleeps, it's hard not to just gaze at him lovingly. ]
We've always been hairy, you're the one who started shaving the second puberty hit. [ But he softens into a smile. ] Thanks... it's gonna be just fine for you too, I know it.
[ That makes him scoff. He's definitely heard that one before. ]
It helps me swim.
[ Sure sounds better than "body hair is gross" but that's Eli's opinion, man. He smiles, looking down at Hank too. Maybe he can't have him romantically (does he want that? Or is that Ezra's blood talking?) but he can have his support. They're a pack. He can feel that, deep in his core. He wouldn't be sane without it, evidently. ]
[ He gets a laugh out of the Ezra Kamski conspiracy theories. 'Ezra is Elijah's public identity! Body double! Android clone!' Hilarious. ]
Uh huh. [ Well you don't have to worry about it now, at least.
Aw, Eli actually looks sweet looking down at Hank... he knows his feelings are partially his fault but. There are worse people to have feelings for, he supposes. Hank won't ever lead him on anyway. ]
Pretty much. You're gonna be happy and safe whether you like it or not, dammit.
[ It's a pretty sweet side effect to being a vampire. Though once Elijah figures out how to influence people, he could go out in his pj's and people would think he looks great. ]
Quite the threat.
[ Of course, he's lucky. He knows he's lucky. Hank and Ezra are both too good for him, but he's always been good at taking advantage of a good thing. ]
So, my ridiculously hungry brother, do you want to go make breakfast? I'm interested in seeing if I can stomach coffee.
[ Lil Ezra's starving tummy gurgles again and he makes a face. ]
Yes, please. Make some extra for Hank when he gets up.
[ He leans down to give his hubby a smooch before he rolls out of bed and heads to the closet. He slips on some sweat pants and one of Hank's band shirts before heading on out of the room. ]
I don't really see any reasons you couldn't, especially on a full tank. Just barf in the sink if you have to.
I will. Though I sincerely hope you don't keep that instant drivel in your home.
[ Wow, you know Hank is special when Elijah Kamski doesn't complain about making him coffee. Elijah rolls his eyes (jealously) as he watches his brother kiss his husband. It's also super obvious that the shirt he's wearing isn't his, but that's the privilege you get from marrying a perfect man.
Elijah's wearing the same as yesterday. He tries to even out some of the wrinkles but gives up halfway through. Whatever. ]
Please don't talk about me like I'm some manner of blood-driven car. That's disgusting.
[ He snorts. ] Of course not. What do you take me for? Only the good shit in my house.
[ Yep, you're so transparent bro. It's super cute. Look at him, caring. Proof Elijah Kamski has a heart.
But he snorts. ]
Sounds like some shitty sci-fi movie that I'm sure exists. Alright, fine. What terminology would you prefer, then? [ He heads over to the coffee maker and switches it on. ]
[ Yeah, he'll make coffee for Hank, it's definitely not a big deal! Elijah Kamski totally doesn't have a heart!! He's dead and cold! ]
I haven't decided yet. But I'd rather you try and sound normal. You can just say I'm still full, or I just ate or— [ He scoffs. ] Not that I have a "full tank."
...not really, no. [ He goes to get a pan out and a bowl to whisk the eggs together. ] If you need my blood, you need my blood. I'd give you my coat if you were cold, same thing.
[ He turns to look at him and... grins slowly. It's very Cheshire Cat like. ] You're so sentimental.
Forgive me for draining your blood and somehow assigning value to it.
[ Oh, he's blushing. He buries his head in his hands and and grumbles. Time to start the coffee grinder so that he can't hear or see his brother's stupid face. ]
It's probably a vampire thing. Or perhaps it's a "you saved my life" thing. Ass.
[ ...aw, Eli. Ellie. Ellie-wellie big bro. Gavin puts down the whisk and heads over to him, hugging him from behind in front of the counter. He presses his forehead against his back. ]
Yeah, yeah. I'm sorry, sometimes I joke because I'll go crazy if I don't. [ He squeezes him a little. ] You're welcome, Elijah. I know it's a big deal but it's not a hard choice because it's... you.
[ A pause and then he's quiet, but still audible. ] 'Cause I need you.
[ Elijah pretends to grumble once Ezra comes and gives him a hug. Ew, gross. Not really though. It's nice. He feels right like this. They were one before. They belong together. It always feels right to have him close. This is definitely not just a vampire thing, but a twin thing.
He sighs, turning his head back just slightly so he can mumble. ]
[ Ezra hides his smile in Eli's back, squeezing him again. His fingers find folds in his sweater, holding it gently, much in the way he would when they were little boys and Ezra would toddle behind him so they wouldn't get lost. ]
When I felt you turn... I thought I was too late. [ He presses closer. ] It was the worst thing I've ever felt in my life, those few seconds I thought you were dead.
[ Just remembering how much his heart hurt probably makes its way to Eli. His blood remembers the pain. ]
[ What a dumb baby brother. Elijah smiles softly, bringing his hands up to press them over Ezra's. Yep, they still fit together like they used to. How many times did Ezra pull him close and beg him not to leave? How many times did they stay close, knowing it was just them versus the rest of the world? It's deeply nostalgic. Elijah doesn't quite have the words, but it helps that they don't really need them when they're sharing the same blood and staying this close. ]
I can somewhat relate. I may not have known with certainty back then, but when you'd been shot, I... it was like having my soul ripped from me.
[ He didn't even believe in souls at one point, so this is your big bro admitting he was maybe scared and confused and deeply upset. ]
We're a bit fucked up, aren't we?
[ He says that, but he grips Ezra tighter, lacing their fingers. Sorry, there's no escaping now. ]
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What did you do? When you were scared, I mean.
[ Not that it would ever happen to him. ]
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[ He looks up at Eli again. ] I'm sure Babcia will be able to tell you things you need to know... but if you get scared or anything, just come to me. Maybe we can just fight it out til you feel more in control.
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[ 'Vampires who kill their sire's tend to go berserk,' he can kind of understand that. Almost. He can see how it could happen. ]
So if I call you and tell you I'm worried I could hurt someone, you would 'fight it out' of me?
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Yeah. Like when we were kids, but without the pillow fight.
[ He's quiet for a beat. ]
What... is it like? What are your senses like now, if you can tell?
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I'll let you know.
[ He really might. He doesn't know his own strength yet, that's the only safe way. ]
It's... overwhelming. I've managed to get used to it. Or maybe tone it down. But I can hear your heart. And your pulse. And... well, I could see your blood under your skin, last night.
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And that's... not really surprising, he supposes. ]
Yeah, I kinda relate. My hearing is pretty intense now. [ He flicks at his ear lobe. ] I can hear your heartbeat too, it's been faster since you fed on me. It was... really slow last night.
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Oh. That's what that is.
[ He's been through a lot, he wouldn't be guessed that his heartbeat was gonna sound so... strange. He sets a hand on his chest. It almost feels normal. Werewolf blood is probably super charged somehow. ]
I suppose that makes sense. Without an outside source of blood, I'm basically a zombie.
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You're not a zombie, Eli. Your... default state is just different. My shit got changed up too.
[ His stomach suddenly gurgles. ] Like that, I'm fuckin' hungry all the damn time. And my resting heart is too fast and literally all of my body hair grows to damn fast now. Things change.
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[ He shrugs. When has the internet ever been right anyway. Ezra's stomach makes him chuckle though. ]
You are remarkably hairy now. And yet you still managed to find happiness. I'm happy for you, you know.
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[ It's definitely time for breakfast and maybe let his hubby sleep in. He's very cute when he sleeps, it's hard not to just gaze at him lovingly. ]
We've always been hairy, you're the one who started shaving the second puberty hit. [ But he softens into a smile. ] Thanks... it's gonna be just fine for you too, I know it.
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It helps me swim.
[ Sure sounds better than "body hair is gross" but that's Eli's opinion, man. He smiles, looking down at Hank too. Maybe he can't have him romantically (does he want that? Or is that Ezra's blood talking?) but he can have his support. They're a pack. He can feel that, deep in his core. He wouldn't be sane without it, evidently. ]
Im sure you wouldn't let me be anything less.
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Uh huh. [ Well you don't have to worry about it now, at least.
Aw, Eli actually looks sweet looking down at Hank... he knows his feelings are partially his fault but. There are worse people to have feelings for, he supposes. Hank won't ever lead him on anyway. ]
Pretty much. You're gonna be happy and safe whether you like it or not, dammit.
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Quite the threat.
[ Of course, he's lucky. He knows he's lucky. Hank and Ezra are both too good for him, but he's always been good at taking advantage of a good thing. ]
So, my ridiculously hungry brother, do you want to go make breakfast? I'm interested in seeing if I can stomach coffee.
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Yes, please. Make some extra for Hank when he gets up.
[ He leans down to give his hubby a smooch before he rolls out of bed and heads to the closet. He slips on some sweat pants and one of Hank's band shirts before heading on out of the room. ]
I don't really see any reasons you couldn't, especially on a full tank. Just barf in the sink if you have to.
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I will. Though I sincerely hope you don't keep that instant drivel in your home.
[ Wow, you know Hank is special when Elijah Kamski doesn't complain about making him coffee. Elijah rolls his eyes (jealously) as he watches his brother kiss his husband. It's also super obvious that the shirt he's wearing isn't his, but that's the privilege you get from marrying a perfect man.
Elijah's wearing the same as yesterday. He tries to even out some of the wrinkles but gives up halfway through. Whatever. ]
Please don't talk about me like I'm some manner of blood-driven car. That's disgusting.
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[ Yep, you're so transparent bro. It's super cute. Look at him, caring. Proof Elijah Kamski has a heart.
But he snorts. ]
Sounds like some shitty sci-fi movie that I'm sure exists. Alright, fine. What terminology would you prefer, then? [ He heads over to the coffee maker and switches it on. ]
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[ Yeah, he'll make coffee for Hank, it's definitely not a big deal! Elijah Kamski totally doesn't have a heart!! He's dead and cold! ]
I haven't decided yet. But I'd rather you try and sound normal. You can just say I'm still full, or I just ate or— [ He scoffs. ] Not that I have a "full tank."
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Recharged batteries? Restocked supplies? Ooh, can I call it blood juice? [ Now he's just being annoying on purpose.
He heads to the fridge and pulls out some eggs and bacon. Gonna make the biggest fucking omelette. (Sorry he's not a kosher werewolf, babcia.) ]
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Please don't.
[ He rolls his eyes. Ezra is going to stick to this, he knows it. At least he can get started on that coffee while Ezra wastes his time. ]
This is your blood we're talking about. It doesn't bother you in the slightest?
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...not really, no. [ He goes to get a pan out and a bowl to whisk the eggs together. ] If you need my blood, you need my blood. I'd give you my coat if you were cold, same thing.
[ He turns to look at him and... grins slowly. It's very Cheshire Cat like. ] You're so sentimental.
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[ Oh, he's blushing. He buries his head in his hands and and grumbles. Time to start the coffee grinder so that he can't hear or see his brother's stupid face. ]
It's probably a vampire thing. Or perhaps it's a "you saved my life" thing. Ass.
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Yeah, yeah. I'm sorry, sometimes I joke because I'll go crazy if I don't. [ He squeezes him a little. ] You're welcome, Elijah. I know it's a big deal but it's not a hard choice because it's... you.
[ A pause and then he's quiet, but still audible. ] 'Cause I need you.
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He sighs, turning his head back just slightly so he can mumble. ]
I need you too.
[ Now more than ever, he knows. ]
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When I felt you turn... I thought I was too late. [ He presses closer. ] It was the worst thing I've ever felt in my life, those few seconds I thought you were dead.
[ Just remembering how much his heart hurt probably makes its way to Eli. His blood remembers the pain. ]
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I can somewhat relate. I may not have known with certainty back then, but when you'd been shot, I... it was like having my soul ripped from me.
[ He didn't even believe in souls at one point, so this is your big bro admitting he was maybe scared and confused and deeply upset. ]
We're a bit fucked up, aren't we?
[ He says that, but he grips Ezra tighter, lacing their fingers. Sorry, there's no escaping now. ]
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