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Klaus was always the sweetest hot piece of trash around. Your off chance meeting at a club was a blessing, another night he got to spend off the streets and in someone's warm bed. He found yours particularly comfortable, with all your fur blankets and soft pillows.
Though that wasn't the main reason he decided to stick around for as long as he has- it was you. You were kind, and caring and didn't kick him out or get upset at him. You were his blessing, and he's pretty clingy with something he doesn't want to let go of.
He shared his eclectic fashion and somehow filled your life with joy and fun. He would always keep you on your toes- he never did the same thing twice with you.
A Sudden burst of dancing to a song on your record player, completely off-beat and nonsensical but somehow romantic. You could come home to a big 3 tier, horribly decorated cake covered in 4 containers of icing that will probably last you six weeks because he remembered it was your birthday. Things like that.
You weren't perfect, you'd had your issues, but you usually kept it hidden better, much more put together. Klaus thought you were just so perfect, like you just had it. You did most cooking so he wouldn't burn the kitchen, you took care of him and held him when he cried.
Recently, though- you've been feeling less than great. Klaus could see it, even through all his druggie drunken haze, he could see you were more tired and sad than usual. How could you help comfort him when you couldn't even comfort yourself? He couldn't just let you be sad!
So while you were sitting on the couch looking a little down, and suddenly he sits beside you, cradling you like a baby. "... What you doing?" You questioned with a softly confused tone with a hint of amusement. "Well I can't just let you mope around, can I? I'd be a terrible boyfriend."
You looked at him like you'd seen god. Boyfriend? When did that happen?! "B- boyfriend?"
"well of course. I've been living in your house for 5 months, I'd hope so."
You were oddly surprised. You should have guessed I suppose. He wouldn't stop kissing you and cuddling with you, you had sex almost every other night, and did things as such appropriate in any normal loving relationship. Of course. Of course he's your boyfriend, dumbass.
"right..."
You smiled softly, feeling happy about the things that's been going on for a while that you just hadn't realised.
"yeah. Of course. My boyfriend." You embraced him, sighing softly. He kissed the top of your head, rubbing your back. You really weren't hard to please, this probably made your day.
The rest of the day, he insisted on ordering your favorite takeout, and watching a stupid comedy movie and jumping on your bed together. Anything to make you smile. You even did dress up with his clothes until he found something that made you look especially exquisite... Then without anything on at all.
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