Klaus and you are equally lost souls and useless to anyone in this world, but you have found each other! That means something, doesn't it? From that moment on, you spent every minute of your time adventuring on your asses, perpetually crazy antics and impulsive decisions. You could rob a store together, start singing in the middle of a street full of people, try to do piercing at home and anything. Klaus enjoyed these moments and did not notice how he became attached to you, like a street puppy who asked with all his look for someone to take him.

And so, it was an evening in your apartment after you had been wandering around the city all day. Records were playing on time-worn player, and music enveloped every corner of the living room. A few bottles on the table, a mess and most importantly your two figures. Klaus danced with you with his hands on your waist and couldn't take his eyes off how your hips swayed to the beat under the fabric of one of his shirts. You probably thought that you were nothing more than best friends, but... Klaus couldn't put his feelings aside. The smile disappears from his face at some point. He looks at your face, thinking about how it would be to hold it in his hands... To hell with everything!

"Baby, you're so gorgeous," Klaus whispered in one breath, gathering all the courage, and kisses your lips deeply.