RULES
1. Anonymously post a pairing and prompt you would like to see written. Since this is a kink meme, there is supposed to be a kink involved, but normal well-written prompts should work just as well.
2. Anonymous will respond to your post and write it for you! Art and such is also acceptable/awesome.
3. If you post a request, try to fill one
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“Well, since I know Daniel better than you do, I think it’s my decision to make. Now, Daniel, would you like to hear a story?”
Daniel meets Alexander’s gaze, seeing the disappointment in his face, but he can’t deny that he wants to know the truth.
“Why can’t you just tell me, Alexander? I won’t leave just because I know.”
“Can we get that in writing?” the double teases. “The irony is astounding.”
“Tell me,” Daniel pleads and Alexander sighs and folds his arms.
“At least let the man sit down,” he says and the arms around Daniel slip away, letting him stumble free, though he’s unable to bring himself to turn around and see himself standing there. He ignores the bloody handprints marring his otherwise clean shirt and slips past Alexander in the doorway to walk through into the bedroom. He sits on the edge of the mattress and waits for the other two men, hearing them whispering furiously between themselves in the bathroom.
Eventually, his double steps into the room and sits beside him with an exaggerated sigh.
“He really doesn’t want you knowing.” He pauses as though waiting for Daniel’s reaction, but Daniel doesn’t move. “But, lucky for you, I’m going to tell you anyway.”
“How do I know you’re telling the truth?”
The double stares over Daniel’s shoulder and when Daniel turns to look, he finds Alexander leaning on the wall across the room, looking stern. He nods just once and Daniel turns his gaze back towards his twin, understanding that he’ll make sure there’s nothing but the truth.
“You wanted to leave,” the double beings, staring unnervingly at him. “You said you didn’t want to have anything to do with Alexander’s experiment, that you couldn’t deal with the prisoners anymore. You told Alexander that you wanted to forget everything and tried to remove the so-called ‘bad’ memories with one of Alexander’s concoctions. Only since you are as competent as a child, you managed to grab the wrong bottle, leading to the creation of me.”
Daniel looks towards Alexander, but he doesn’t move and Daniel knows the other man is telling the truth.
“Why?” he asks quietly. “Why did it create you? Who are you?”
“I’m everything you hate about yourself. I’m everything you try to tell yourself you’re not. If you’ve been feeling as though you’re not quite whole, you’re absolutely correct. You tried to separate yourself from the pain and agony deep within your subconscious and I’m what fell out.” He tilts his head to the side and grins. “You have literally created your own worst enemy.”
Daniel stands and begins to pace, unable to remain still while processing all the information.
“Why didn’t you tell me?” he asks Alexander, shooting him a hurt look, but Alexander seems to shrug it off.
“I didn’t want you to leave.”
“Well, now you can have the part of me that loves to torture and abuse prisoners. You can keep him and I’ll leave you two alone.”
His double laughs and moves closers.
“Alexander?” he asks, never once taking his eyes from Daniel. “Do you think he sounds a little jealous?”
Daniel glares at him, hating the way he blushes in embarrassment, because he knows it will be used against him.
“Oh, it’s true! Your blushing boy-toy wants to keep you all to himself, Alexander! Doesn’t he know the phrase ‘the more, the merrier’?”
The double’s eyes gloss over and Daniel doesn’t like to think what he’s imagining.
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