You cursed every single person setting off fireworks right now.

With every boom that sounded off, every flash of colorful light outside the window, your boyfriend cried a little harder. Klaus was curled up on the couch with his hands pressed to his ears, Dave's dog tags dangling around his neck. You were still getting used to the Hargreeves and the weird time travel stuff, and that included the fact that your partner lost his fist love in Vietnam after time travel gone horribly wrong.

You drew the curtains closed so the only light was coming from the starry nightlight plugged in by the bookshelf. You brought out more blankets, knowing there was no luring Klaus into the bedroom now.

"Honey.." you said softly, resting a hand on his back. "I'm here. You're safe, just focus on your senses."

Klaus' eyes opened a fraction. His pretty green eyes were filled with tears that just kept welling up.