It really hits him then, hard and intense, how much he needs Ben in his life. The last decade or so while they've been together at all of Klaus' worst moments, he's relied on Ben in a way he doesn't really think of too often. When Ben says he's here now, that he's not leaving, that Klaus has him, he exhales shakily and nods, pressing his face into Ben's wet hair.
"Ben, are you okay?" he whispers, his voice soft, his hand moving against Ben's hair, down the back of his neck, across his shoulders. Tilting his head, he rests his cheek into Ben's hair and shifts a little, rocking just slightly.
"Do you...do you wanna come to my room? You can wear some of my clothes..."
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Date: 2019-06-09 07:34 am (UTC)"Ben, are you okay?" he whispers, his voice soft, his hand moving against Ben's hair, down the back of his neck, across his shoulders. Tilting his head, he rests his cheek into Ben's hair and shifts a little, rocking just slightly.
"Do you...do you wanna come to my room? You can wear some of my clothes..."