"Hmm, right now?" Obi-Wan asks, pretending to check a watch he never wears. "That you're cold is the reason I brought you coffee, after all."
His words don't match his actions, however, and a moment later he's scooped Klaus up in his arms, holding him against his chest. The body he's in now is smaller, much more feminine in its softness and curves, and while Obi-Wan loves Klaus's regular form very much, he loves this one, too. Because it's Klaus he loves, after all, no matter what he looks like on the outside.
Stepping back into the bedroom, he deposits Klaus on the bed, making sure to pull back the sheets. Then he works in an exaggerated motion to tuck him in on all sides, blinking innocently.
"There," he says. "All warm."
It lasts only a moment, however, before Obi-Wan is crawling into the bed next to him.
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His words don't match his actions, however, and a moment later he's scooped Klaus up in his arms, holding him against his chest. The body he's in now is smaller, much more feminine in its softness and curves, and while Obi-Wan loves Klaus's regular form very much, he loves this one, too. Because it's Klaus he loves, after all, no matter what he looks like on the outside.
Stepping back into the bedroom, he deposits Klaus on the bed, making sure to pull back the sheets. Then he works in an exaggerated motion to tuck him in on all sides, blinking innocently.
"There," he says. "All warm."
It lasts only a moment, however, before Obi-Wan is crawling into the bed next to him.