Obi-Wan shifts back to his usual self with little effort, and Klaus will never stop being marveled over how Obi-Wan can always tell his mood and roll with it, never making him feel like he's too much to handle.

The words make him light up from within, smile growing wide as his gaze softens with warmth and affection. Never in his life has he ever been so satisfied, or so fulfilled. He loved Dave with all of his heart, but they never got a chance to have something like this, a relationship so open and fully formed. Healthy.

"I know you do," he says softly, because that feels important to acknowledge. He believes that Obi-Wan truly loves him, never doubts it at all. He has never been able to say that about anyone before. "I love you, too."

After pressing up onto his toes, he kisses Obi-Wan again and then steps out of the shower to grab a towel. His legs are still trembling and he stumbles a little, laughing as he catches himself on the edge of the sink. "Oh dear, you've done it. Fucked me so hard I can't walk right. You should be proud."