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Sometimes Klaus wonders why he even bothers trying to sleep at home these days. Yes, he loves spending time with Obi-Wan, but they both need time to themselves, time to spend alone or be with other people. That space is important, and something that Klaus needs sometimes, but it's just so much easier for him to sleep at Obi-Wan's. That relaxing, cuddly son of a bitch.
Eventually, he gives up and rolls out of bed, slipping into a black silk robe before heading out into the hall. The house is quiet, so Klaus walks with light steps, maneuvering over the squeaky step near the landing. He heads for the kitchen to make himself some tea and a snack, but it isn't empty. Ben is sitting at the breakfast table and Klaus smiles a little at the sight of him. He finds comfort in it, too.
"Bored of sleep already?" Klaus teases, reaching out to ruffle his fingers through Ben's hair on his way to the cupboard. "Do you want some tea? It's sleepy time something or other. It has a bear in night cap on the box."
He holds it out in front of Ben's face to show him. "They can't have advertising like that without producing results."
Eventually, he gives up and rolls out of bed, slipping into a black silk robe before heading out into the hall. The house is quiet, so Klaus walks with light steps, maneuvering over the squeaky step near the landing. He heads for the kitchen to make himself some tea and a snack, but it isn't empty. Ben is sitting at the breakfast table and Klaus smiles a little at the sight of him. He finds comfort in it, too.
"Bored of sleep already?" Klaus teases, reaching out to ruffle his fingers through Ben's hair on his way to the cupboard. "Do you want some tea? It's sleepy time something or other. It has a bear in night cap on the box."
He holds it out in front of Ben's face to show him. "They can't have advertising like that without producing results."
