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"What year were you in service, again?" Luther asks one day, his voice filled with genuine curiosity. Klaus looks at him, surprised for a moment, tasting the food that Luther has given him to try. Luther has started cooking since the end of the not-apocalypse, and Klaus has become his taste tester. It's their time to bond in their weird way. Klaus makes a bunch of jokes and Luther pretends to never find them funny but Klaus will look and see Luther hiding a small smile.
"1968," Klaus says after a few moments. He takes a taste of the sauce and moans loudly and Luther shakes his head, with a small amused smile on his face. "And then I left in 1969. The year changed while I was there."
"Ah," Luther says, kneeling and grabbing another pan. Klaus doesn't even know what he's cooking. "Do you mind talking about it?"
Klaus thinks about that for a moment. Nobody has cared to ask if he minded or not. Five just pressured him until he snapped and told him everything. Ben hadn't pushed but he'd been way too curious and asked hundreds of questions even after Klaus asked him to stop. Diego hadn't had left him alone until he said something about it.
Klaus thinks about if he wants to talk to Luther about this or not. Luther has been a good outlet for a while now, letting him talk about his past. The drugs, the alcohol, the problems he's had. Luther's listened to it all as he stirred the food he made.
Luther is a good listener, surprisingly. After ignoring Klaus for years, it seems he's finally trying harder to understand everything.
A brand new start, Allison had said, A new start to figure out this whole family thing.
Klaus had argued that it wasn't a brand new start because everything still happened and all that changed is they're living under the same roof, but he still smiled when he was invited to dinner that night.
He realizes, suddenly, that he's just been sitting there thinking for a moment. Luther is then grabbing the spoon he tasted with from his hand.
"Uh, yeah. I mean no, I mean-" Klaus sigh exasperatedly and Luther chuckles softly.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Luther asks, rephrasing the question which Klaus is grateful for.
"Yeah. I think I do," Klaus says, and Luther smiles reassuringly at him.
He has a tragic history, but his present? Yeah, that's not so bad.