Even if Obi-Wan doesn’t entirely understand, he accepts Klaus for all that he is, and all that he isn’t. He loves Klaus for exactly who he is, the good and the mess, and Klaus loves him for that.

Obi-Wan’s words nearly make him tear up in a way that he’ll blame on his new lady hormones, and he smiles as he slides his wrists under Obi-Wan’s armpits to drag him up so that they’re face to face. Well, he tries to, at least.

Except that he’s not quite as strong as he used to be, so he just ends up yanking uselessly at Obi-Wan’s body and laughing.

“Come here,” he whines playfully. “Kiss me.”