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[terriblymisguided]

The first time Klaus walked into this club, he did it with the intention of getting absolutely plastered and finding someone to go home with for drunk, sloppy sex that would distract him for a few hours. He did not accomplish either of those things. Before he could get too drunk, he spotted someone interesting and was taken back to his place for some very fantastic mind-blowing sex that immediately set a bar so high that no one else can reach it.

If, on that first night, someone told Klaus that the next time he'd be walking into this club would be on the arm of that very same man, some three months later, he'd have laughed in their face.

But that is exactly what's happening. When Klaus realized how long they'd been doing this, he told Obi-Wan that he thought it would be fun to go back to that club for another dance. It only occurred to him hours later what he had just proposed: celebrating an anniversary. Thankfully, he was at home by the time it happened, and he was able to freak out and talk himself back down in private.

In Vietnam, Klaus counted the months. It was a way to keep track of how long he'd been away from his own timeline, and also how long he'd had Dave in his life. Each month was silently acknowledged, quietly celebrated and agonized over in equal measure, but it was never anything he gave a voice to, or talked to Dave about. He just counted them until he got to ten, and then there were no more.

By the time that Obi-Wan picks him up, Klaus has calmed down (thanks in part to a blunt he panic-smoked on his balcony) and dressed himself in black leather pants and a wine-colored button down shirt, with only the button at his sternum fastened. Seeing Obi-Wan makes him feel as excited as he did when he first mentions it, and he feels silly for getting himself so worked up. They're just going to have some fun.

They arrive at the club and get their wrists stamped, and Klaus is more then relieved to get inside where it's warmer. The music thumps in his chest and Klaus grins, bouncing a little as he grabs Obi-Wan's hand and drags him inside.

"Why did you come here that first night?" Klaus asks once they're at the bar, tilting his head to look at him curiously. "This isn't your usual scene."

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As ever, Klaus looks incredible. Obi-Wan knows he doesn't compare, wearing his denim trousers and a plain t-shirt, he knows when people glance their way and their gazes linger, it's Klaus they're looking at, not him, but he doesn't mind. There is no jealousy, no worry Klaus will find one of them more interesting and decide to end the night elsewhere. He wouldn't do that and even if he were to come back here alone another night and find someone to spend time with, Obi-Wan still wouldn't be jealous.

What Klaus does when they're not together doesn't change how it feels when they are together and Obi-Wan knows, without them even having to speak of it, how meaningful it's become. Whatever they experience outside of this, it doesn't make it less meaningful and he has a strong feeling anything else either of them might have doesn't come close to this level.

"How do you know this isn't my usual scene?" he asks playfully, grinning over at Klaus. "I might have spent many a night in a bar just like this on Coruscant." He actually had, although not of his own volition, instead being dragged around by fellow Padawans who had needed to let loose a little outside of all their training. Obi-Wan had always enjoyed himself, though Klaus is right, it had never been his first choice.

"I was curious," he admits. "Darrow is different and similar to place I've been, all these contradictory things about it, and I was still deep in exploration mode when we met. I visited many different places during those first few months."

Some had been unintentional, like the place he'd walked into where everyone had been wearing leather and some had been carrying whips. He'd surveyed the scene for a long moment, spoken to a very kind young woman who had asked if he was interested in learning more and he had declined politely and left. But he doesn't regret any of the places he's been, especially not this one.