When Klaus spots Obi-Wan coming down the hall with a pillow and blanket, his heart feels like it's swelled so much that it threatens to crack. Obi-Wan is so good to him, so endlessly thoughtful, and Klaus feels so grateful just to be in his life, let alone to be loved by him.

It's a spectacular thing, being loved by Obi-Wan Kenobi. Klaus cherishes it every single day.

He smiles softly as Obi-Wan all but tucks him in, feeling warm and cared for and more relaxed by the moment. Then Obi-Wan puts his hand on Klaus's chest and he does as he's told, closing his eyes and breathing in deeply. The first few times Obi-Wan did this, Klaus felt a flicker of nerves just at how vulnerable he felt, but that's gone now. He's never felt more safe in his life.

That feeling of safety only grows as calm, secure warmth floods through him, feeling like it's lighting up all the dark, shadowy parts within him and chasing away whatever may linger there. It's a beautiful feeling, and Klaus lets out a soft, grateful sound as he settles more deeply into the sofa.

"Thank you," he breathes out, opening his eyes only long enough to catch a glimpse of Obi-Wan's face before they fall shut again, and he finally drifts off into a deep, restful sleep.