1 > "i'm part nephilim, if you really wanted to know."

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damon is the first to leap into ezra's unsuspecting arms as he hugs him tightly. ezra awkwardly pats damon's back as he glances at stefan with wide eyes and stefan chuckles lightly at him. "i don't like hugs damon, get off!" he tries to push damon away lightly but damon holds on tighter. "say the magic word." damon mutters with a smirk. ezra's mouth goes agape and his eyes widen as he scoffs. "excuse me? i'm not saying that." damon and stefan laugh at him and he tries to push damon away but it doesn't work. he knew if he pushed a little harder he'd sent damon flying so he sighed and looks up at the ceiling. "please." he mutters.

"what was that? sorry, i didn't hear.." stefan says with a grin and ezra glares at him. "please, get off before i rip your arms off." he grins slightly at the thought of it. "wooahh, there we go." damon immediately steps back and holds his hands up with a wide grin on his face while stefan has a smirk on his face. he peers at stefan with a glare and points towards him. "i'm not hugging you, nope. no way." stefan and damon snicker at him while he crosses his arms and leans back into the bar stool. he leans right and looks behind damon to see their group at the table staring at them, mostly him. "why are there people staring at me like i'm a piece of meat?" he says towards damon and stefan.

"they're our friends, come onnn, let's go." damon whines and grabs onto ezra's arm but ezra grips onto the bar, refusing to move. "nope, i don't like people, i really don't like talking to people so how about i go home.. and hide in my room." he grins at them but they stare at him with a pointed look.

they've sat in silence while both older and younger brother wait for the other brother to break under their gaze. he's blatantly avoiding both their eyes on purpose because he knows that if he did he'd break.

ezra's finally had enough of the silence as he looks up a the ceiling. he slowly ungrips from the bar and looks down towards his brothers who are both smirking. "oh stop smirking you idjits." ezra silently curses bobby for the word he just used.

currently, he's sitting in a chair with his arms crossed as he silently looks over the people he's sitting with. they're all chatting among themselves and he is slowly analysing them like their his prey and it's currently making bonnie very uncomfortable. "stop looking at us like that." bonnie snaps at him, everyone's chatter slowly dies down on the table. his eyes drift to hers and he raises a brow. "like what?" he says innocently and she glares at him, tempted to give him a very painful aneurysm. "looking at us like you're going to eat all of us. that's what you're looking at us like." ezra smirks at he as he leans forward slightly so he can make even eye contact between the two.

his hand is hovering over the middle of the table. bonnie and everyone else stare at him in confusion. "you're a witch, correct? so that means if you touch someone you can see things about their lives. so go on." he wiggles his fingers slightly with a grin. she looks hesitant but slowly reaches up and holds onto his hands. her eyes fill with fear and panic as she shoots back in her seat a few seconds later. he leans backs and crosses his arms with a grin on his face. "oh my god.." she mutters as she stares at him in shock, completely ignoring her friends worriedly repeating her name. he holds eye contact with her.

"what are you?" she says just after she snaps out of the state she was in. all of their eyes snap toward ezra as he picks at the skin around his fingernails. "i'm part nephilim, if you really wanted to know." he gets confused looks from the table but out of the corner of his eyes he sees people staring at him with wide eyes as he raises a brow at them. he looks back at the table to see them staring at him. "i'm part angel, a shadowhunter."

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