That makes Klaus laugh outright, and he has to reach out to brace himself with a hand on the wall as he takes off his boots. He undresses entirely and then digs out a pair of soft lounge pants to pull on, and then tosses another pair of the same at Obi-Wan with a blush on his face. He had bought another pair in the next size up, expressly for this reason.

"I doubt very much that Five cares enough about your intentions to bother you," Klaus says easily, shrugging as he pulls himself onto the bed, sitting crosslegged as he reaches for a water bottle. He knows that Five cares about him, because they wouldn't be sitting here in this room, in this house, if he didn't, but he doesn't think that Five cares about his romantic entanglements. "Just because he's old enough to be my father does that mean that he has any interest in doing so."

Klaus removes the tie from his wrist to toss his hair up into a messy bun, and then looks up at Obi-Wan with a soft smile. Being here in his room, away from any crowds, has calmed him. Obi-Wan's gentle smile has calmed him. Knowing that he's loved calms him. Yeah, it sort of makes him want to cry and jump off of the balcony, but he ignores those thoughts. He ignores everything that isn't Obi-Wan's indulgent smile, and the pants Klaus bought him in his hands. "Get changed so we can eat."