selfperpetuate: (▲ I watch myself)
Alex Daniels | ʞ̶ɹ̶ɐ̶l̶Ͻ̶ ̶u̶ɐ̶ɥ̶ʇ̶ɐ̶u̶ɥ̶o̶ſ̶ ([personal profile] selfperpetuate) wrote in [community profile] diversified2015-01-27 04:21 am

and I'm having double trouble [ closed ]

WHO Alex Daniels ([personal profile] selfperpetuate) and Jordan Leslie ([personal profile] sensationate)
WHAT magical hijinks turn one man into two. what's a boyfriend to do
WHEN modern day-ish?
WHERE Alex and Jordan's shared home
WHY because it's Leo's fault for being a terrible dad

Sleeping was the absolute worst for someone like Alex. Being an empath, vampiric or not, meant that no matter what, Alex could feel everything. During the day when he was awake and could focus, Alex could just block it out, ignore the desire to find the nearest person and take his fill of of their feelings, their desires. When he was asleep, he had absolutely no control over everyone's feelings rushing in and overtaking his mind as dreams twisted into nightmares and nightmares back to dreams on a whim.

It helped to have Jordan next to him, a soothing, familiar mind to help make a shield around Alex's raw nerve of a mind. Tonight was a bad night and not even his boyfriend laying next to him could stop the emotional onslaught he felt. Tossing and turning, he pushed himself up against Jordan in his sleep until there was no more bed and he pushed Jordan off accidentally, waking up the moment he felt the pain from his boyfriend.

"Damn it," he murmured as he ran his hands through his hair and looked in the direction where he knew Jordan lay on the floor. "You okay down there or do I have to send in search and rescue to bring you back up?"
sensationate: (✬we've been here forever)

[personal profile] sensationate 2015-01-27 04:07 pm (UTC)(link)
When Alex peered over, the two Jordans were sprawled over each other like they had been close together when they fell. Even if it had only been one of them on the bed, there were now two and the two were about as equally as confused as their boyfriend. One moved to shove the other off him, sitting up and staring, because what else could you do in a situation like this?

The one that had been shoved grunted in annoyance and sat up as well, turning to give Alex a sardonic look. "We hadn't noticed," he said with veiled bewilderment. Now he was just trying to hide it, not only for Alex's sake but the sake of... whatever was going on.

The first Jordan rubbed at his ear and temple where he had fallen before scrunching up his face. "Which means this isn't a dream," he said. "I think he's, uh... ha, well, I think he's my—"

"Our," the second one corrected. He had already picked up on the thought just by sheer lack of balance going on in his head. It would have been disquieting but it felt refreshingly like coming out of a long stretch ready to go the distance. "Black. I'm his black, he's my white."