...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. ]
[ Always fit so perfectly, two halves of a whole. They were so close until they were wrenched apart. Ezra presses closer, swallowing a lump in his throat. ]
That's what it felt like. [ Squeeze. ] So if you need my blood, you can take it. It's not even a question.
[ He tangles their fingers together with a hoarse little chuckle. Vice grip, like when they were boys. Scooting into each other's beds when they had scary dreams. ]
At least we're the only ones who have to deal with our own brand of bullshit.
[ They spent way too long apart, in Eli's opinion. It figures life would force them together again. Things might not be perfect, but they're moving towards where they should be. At least that's how it feels. ]
Thank you. I know I don't say that enough, but... [ He squeezes back. ] I know I don't have to, with you.
[ Ezra Gets It. Of course he does. They can practically read each other's minds now. But even when they couldn't, he didn't have to—Ezra just always knew. Whether they held hands or just huddled close, Eli was never the more talkative one. He didn't need to be.
Maybe it's not just them anymore, but at times like this it can feel like it. ]
Well, except Hank. But I imagine since he decided to marry you, he's got a soft spot for our brand of strange.
[ Too long apart. That's probably part of why they were varying shades of miserable. Ezra just got angry, Eli shut himself away. But they're together now and their bond has been properly healing ever since. ]
You don't but... you're welcome. I'm always gonna be here for you. I'm not running away ever again.
[ They've always protected each other in their own ways. Ezra did the talking, was the one who got his little hands dirty and bruised trying to defend him. Getting in trouble for him. Seems like it's always going to be like, in some way.
He chuckles. ] I'd say so. He's stuck with us forever.
[ Ten years is a long time. Good thing they're going to have a good long time together starting now. ]
You'd better not. I can find you anywhere now.
[ He taps his head, shooting him a look like "I'm in your head, aren't you lucky." He could talk into his mind if he really wanted to. Really, once he gets the hang of his powers, he's going to be terrifying.
Elijah chuckles that Kamski chuckle. Hank sure signed up for a freaky family. ]
He is. How lucky for him, two Kamskis for the price of one.
[ They probably need to keep making breakfast, but they're cuddling first ok!! ]
[ Vampires are known to hole up in their mansions. Ezra really might have to go grab him eventually. But they can worry about that later... they're going to have centuries upon centuries to deal with that. No one is ever going to fuck with Detroit ever again, needless to say. ]
Being an alpha sure has its perks.
[ He chuckles. Hank really did luck out. In a weird way it works out that they're both carrying the same blood. It sure is the only way Eli was allowed to drink from his alpha's mate. The same mate that is cuddling him but he doesn't pull away and may actually lean in. A little. It's fine!! ]
I'm not getting a cape. [ Eli shakes his head. ] A hat though... that would be good. I can easily pull that off.
Yep, getting both of us. He really is the strongest in the city.
[ The more they talk apparently the more 'okay' with this Ezra is. Maybe it's because they're cuddling and his blood is just so... close. Who knows. They're so weird. (Sorry about all the upcoming threesome dreams, Hank.)
Ezra actually leans in and nuzzles at his brother in a very Wolf Pack Moment. He doesn't even realize he's done it. ]
You'd look pretty good in a hat. You gotta really lean into the aesthetic, it's gonna be great.
[ Yeah, Eli is going to take this pack thing seriously. If anyone dares to mess with them, he'll intervene. He might not have a sire, but he has an alpha and a pack. His instincts will make sure of that. Just like those same instincts brought him to lay in bed with his brother and his husband. It just feels right? They're so weird. But it's good. The cuddles are good.
His brother is his pack and his alpha's mate and his blood. How could he do anything besides enjoy having him so close again? (Poor Hank is probably already having another threesome dream, I'm sorry to say.) ]
I think I'll go for vampire chic. Goth was never really my style.
[ A hand has reached up to fiddle with Eli's hair. It's so easy to be this tactile again, not even thinking twice about it. So weird. But they were weird before the werewolf and vampire shit happened. (The cuddly vibes definitely aren't helping that, sorry Hank.) ]
Yeah, you're too much of a dweeb to pull off goth. Just don't get one of those ruffly shirts, I'll probably never stop laughing.
[ He's not, obviously. He leans into his touch and smiles. It definitely feels right—it's not like they weren't close as kids. This is its own weird extension of that. Sometimes it means cuddling and touching each other while making coffee. It's fine.
There's a reason they're so dangerous together. They get so in tune with each other than people on the outside just wouldn't understand. Elijah rolls his eyes. ]
I'm going to get one, just for you.
[ Yeah, okay, Hank is gonna wake up from a threesome dream. He's awake. He needs a minute. Considering he went to sleep with two Kamskis and woke up with zero, he'll go investigate soon...just not right now. ]
[ Gotta make sure bro/pack is okay!! His instincts just want him to touch him, inspect his face, make sure everything's okay. His heart is still beating 'normally' so it doesn't look like 'his' blood is going to run out on him anytime soon.
So dangerous. The world shrinks to only Eli and Ezra and nobody can penetrate it. (Except Hank now.) ]
Ugh, please don't. I'd rather you be goth.
[ He can sense and hear that Hank is up, so he perks up a little. And then— ]
[ Werewolf blood apparently agreed with him. Of course, it's stronger than human blood so that's no surprise. Eli lets Ezra touch, turning away from the coffee grounds to let him have his way. Yeah, they're definitely in some kind of zone right now.
It might be a good thing that Hank is caught up in the middle. ]
I do have some nail polish at home somewhere...
[ He smirks. He can almost sense Hank too. ]
You mean you were going to make breakfast. I'm going to make coffee.
[ It's definitely Upgraded Blood. Eli's going to be spoiled on the regular stuff since his first drink was of Alpha's Mate Blood.
Yeah they're definitely in the Brother Zone and Ezra just continues his little touches, little inspections, fingers through his hair. Hank probably will have to snap them out of it.
He snickers. ] Now that you could probably pull off.
[ But then he huffs. ] I was but then you were being all sweet and shit.
[ His synthetic blood might be too strong for humans by the time he nails it all down. But that'll be a while, he's clearly more than happy to have his brother's blood inside him, making them closer than they've ever been. ]
I'm allowed to be nice, sometimes.
[ The Brother Zone don't stop. Eli reaches over a runs a hand through Ezra's hair and down his beard, touching his neck (but avoiding his mark out of respect to Hank, see, he can be nice.) ]
What're you guys doing?
[ Hank steps into the kitchen, a soft rumble in his chest from seeing what his nose and instincts pick up as both his mates being happy and comfortable and sweet together. His brain hasn't quite caught up, but it's not like he's offended or disgusted or anything, he's just honestly confused. Mostly because he just woke up from a threesome dream and he's not sure if he's actually awake or if this is just the start of another one. ]
Sometimes. [ Ezra agrees, grinning. He purrs a little as Eli touches him, a contented little sound. Something very pleasing to his instincts, having his big brother look him over.
And then Hank's in the room and their little bubble is partially popped. He blinks and looks over to his husband and grins a little. ]
Just catching up. Waiting for you. [ He reaches up and drapes his arms around Eli's shoulders, giving his hubby a playful look. These twins are a menace. ]
[ This is definitely another threesome dream. It smells like fresh coffee grounds and Gavin and Elijah are being cuddly and before he knows it, Hank is walking up to both of them and wrapping his arms around the both of them. It's nice. Really nice. His mate. Mate(s)? Whatever. ]
Okay, I give up. Third time's the charm, let's do this.
[ Hank, no one else knows what you're talking about. ]
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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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That's what it felt like. [ Squeeze. ] So if you need my blood, you can take it. It's not even a question.
[ He tangles their fingers together with a hoarse little chuckle. Vice grip, like when they were boys. Scooting into each other's beds when they had scary dreams. ]
At least we're the only ones who have to deal with our own brand of bullshit.
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Thank you. I know I don't say that enough, but... [ He squeezes back. ] I know I don't have to, with you.
[ Ezra Gets It. Of course he does. They can practically read each other's minds now. But even when they couldn't, he didn't have to—Ezra just always knew. Whether they held hands or just huddled close, Eli was never the more talkative one. He didn't need to be.
Maybe it's not just them anymore, but at times like this it can feel like it. ]
Well, except Hank. But I imagine since he decided to marry you, he's got a soft spot for our brand of strange.
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You don't but... you're welcome. I'm always gonna be here for you. I'm not running away ever again.
[ They've always protected each other in their own ways. Ezra did the talking, was the one who got his little hands dirty and bruised trying to defend him. Getting in trouble for him. Seems like it's always going to be like, in some way.
He chuckles. ] I'd say so. He's stuck with us forever.
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You'd better not. I can find you anywhere now.
[ He taps his head, shooting him a look like "I'm in your head, aren't you lucky." He could talk into his mind if he really wanted to. Really, once he gets the hang of his powers, he's going to be terrifying.
Elijah chuckles that Kamski chuckle. Hank sure signed up for a freaky family. ]
He is. How lucky for him, two Kamskis for the price of one.
[ They probably need to keep making breakfast, but they're cuddling first ok!! ]
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He chuckles at that. ] And I can find you too, so don't think you can get away with being all solitary and looming like you were before.
[ Oh he's gonna be so scary and Ezra's gonna be so proud. He can't wait until they're truly the Terrible Twins of Detroit. ]
Yup. He's pretty lucky, getting one of us on each side cuddling up to him all night.
[ Speaking of cuddling!! He wants to cuddle you bro... it's been so long. He just presses closer, arms around Eli's middle. He's quiet for a moment. ]
Are you gonna get a cape? You should get a cape.
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[ Vampires are known to hole up in their mansions. Ezra really might have to go grab him eventually. But they can worry about that later... they're going to have centuries upon centuries to deal with that. No one is ever going to fuck with Detroit ever again, needless to say. ]
Being an alpha sure has its perks.
[ He chuckles. Hank really did luck out. In a weird way it works out that they're both carrying the same blood. It sure is the only way Eli was allowed to drink from his alpha's mate. The same mate that is cuddling him but he doesn't pull away and may actually lean in. A little. It's fine!! ]
I'm not getting a cape. [ Eli shakes his head. ] A hat though... that would be good. I can easily pull that off.
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[ The more they talk apparently the more 'okay' with this Ezra is. Maybe it's because they're cuddling and his blood is just so... close. Who knows. They're so weird. (Sorry about all the upcoming threesome dreams, Hank.)
Ezra actually leans in and nuzzles at his brother in a very Wolf Pack Moment. He doesn't even realize he's done it. ]
You'd look pretty good in a hat. You gotta really lean into the aesthetic, it's gonna be great.
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[ Yeah, Eli is going to take this pack thing seriously. If anyone dares to mess with them, he'll intervene. He might not have a sire, but he has an alpha and a pack. His instincts will make sure of that. Just like those same instincts brought him to lay in bed with his brother and his husband. It just feels right? They're so weird. But it's good. The cuddles are good.
His brother is his pack and his alpha's mate and his blood. How could he do anything besides enjoy having him so close again? (Poor Hank is probably already having another threesome dream, I'm sorry to say.) ]
I think I'll go for vampire chic. Goth was never really my style.
[ He's too big of a nerd. ]
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Yeah, you're too much of a dweeb to pull off goth. Just don't get one of those ruffly shirts, I'll probably never stop laughing.
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[ He's not, obviously. He leans into his touch and smiles. It definitely feels right—it's not like they weren't close as kids. This is its own weird extension of that. Sometimes it means cuddling and touching each other while making coffee. It's fine.
There's a reason they're so dangerous together. They get so in tune with each other than people on the outside just wouldn't understand. Elijah rolls his eyes. ]
I'm going to get one, just for you.
[ Yeah, okay, Hank is gonna wake up from a threesome dream. He's awake. He needs a minute. Considering he went to sleep with two Kamskis and woke up with zero, he'll go investigate soon...just not right now. ]
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So dangerous. The world shrinks to only Eli and Ezra and nobody can penetrate it. (Except Hank now.) ]
Ugh, please don't. I'd rather you be goth.
[ He can sense and hear that Hank is up, so he perks up a little. And then— ]
Oh shit, we were gonna make food weren't we?
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It might be a good thing that Hank is caught up in the middle. ]
I do have some nail polish at home somewhere...
[ He smirks. He can almost sense Hank too. ]
You mean you were going to make breakfast. I'm going to make coffee.
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Yeah they're definitely in the Brother Zone and Ezra just continues his little touches, little inspections, fingers through his hair. Hank probably will have to snap them out of it.
He snickers. ] Now that you could probably pull off.
[ But then he huffs. ] I was but then you were being all sweet and shit.
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I'm allowed to be nice, sometimes.
[ The Brother Zone don't stop. Eli reaches over a runs a hand through Ezra's hair and down his beard, touching his neck (but avoiding his mark out of respect to Hank, see, he can be nice.) ]
What're you guys doing?
[ Hank steps into the kitchen, a soft rumble in his chest from seeing what his nose and instincts pick up as both his mates being happy and comfortable and sweet together. His brain hasn't quite caught up, but it's not like he's offended or disgusted or anything, he's just honestly confused. Mostly because he just woke up from a threesome dream and he's not sure if he's actually awake or if this is just the start of another one. ]
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And then Hank's in the room and their little bubble is partially popped. He blinks and looks over to his husband and grins a little. ]
Just catching up. Waiting for you. [ He reaches up and drapes his arms around Eli's shoulders, giving his hubby a playful look. These twins are a menace. ]
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[ This is definitely another threesome dream. It smells like fresh coffee grounds and Gavin and Elijah are being cuddly and before he knows it, Hank is walking up to both of them and wrapping his arms around the both of them. It's nice. Really nice. His mate. Mate(s)? Whatever. ]
Okay, I give up. Third time's the charm, let's do this.
[ Hank, no one else knows what you're talking about. ]
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'Third time' what? What have you been dreamin' about?
[ Said entirely affectionately. Yes, pull them close. He nuzzles close to his neck. ]
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