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It had been three days since they arrested Antoni Romani. Three days since Diego had left the force. Three days since he’d last seen Klaus. He and Patch had been working solidly to try and wrap the case up, bringing in any known accomplices, raiding storehouses, and shutting Obsidian down. But now, finally, the work seemed to have paid off. Antoni was still refusing to talk, but they had so much evidence against him that jail time was almost guaranteed, and while that asshole was hauled off to court, Dave and Patch could take some time off.
He already knew Klaus was home alone, after listening to Patch talking his ear off last night about finally being able to invite Diego over to “talk”, so that morning he wasted no time in heading over to his apartment. It wasn’t until he was halfway up the steps to the door that he started to feel nervous. They hadn’t actually spent any meaningful time together since that night at his apartment, and they’d never gotten much chance to really talk about what was gonna happen next. He found himself wishing he’d called ahead instead of just showing up on the doorstep unannounced, but he was here now, knocking on the door, with no real idea of what he was going to say.
All the niggling doubts were completely stripped away again when Klaus opened the door, beaming at him the second he saw him.
“Dave!” He said excitedly, throwing his arms around him and hugging him tightly.
“Hi,” Dave managed to say with Klaus squeezing the life out of him.
The two of them stood in the doorway holding each other for a moment. Klaus’ hair was soft and smelled of strawberries, and he giggled when Dave buried his nose in it.
“I missed you,” He found himself whispering. And he had. So much. Every second he’d spent in that precinct going over paperwork and interviews, he wished he could have been with Klaus instead.
“Yeah, I missed you too.”
Klaus pulled away from him again, giving Dave a chance to look at him. He was wearing a dark green knitted sweater that looked at least two sizes too big and hung loosely off his shoulders, and grey patterned leggings. He also looked like he’d managed to get a couple nights of good sleep, even with the eyeliner smudged along his lash line, his eyes still looked brighter.
“You look good,” He said and Klaus sniggered.
“And you look positively ravishing, my dear,” He said dramatically as he took his hand. “Come in, come in, sit down, I was just about to make coffee.” Klaus pulled him through the door, guiding him over to the couch and sitting down with him. “Sorry about the mess. Diego and I got white girl wasted a couple nights ago and the recycling collection isn’t until Wednesday so… You know.”
He gestured vaguely to the collection of empty bottles on the coffee table and Dave chuckled.
“So you have a couple days off now? Same as Patch?” Klaus asked, cocking his head at him.
He was still smiling brightly at him, like just being here had made his entire day, but Dave couldn’t help feeling slightly guilty for not letting him know earlier.
“Yeah.” He nodded, chewing on his lip. “I’m sorry. I… I should have called or something. It’s just been so-”
“Crazy,” Klaus finished for him. “I get it.”
“Still,” He said as he wrapped his arms around him and pulled him closer. “I should have called.”
Klaus went pliant in his arms, allowing Dave to pull him onto his lap and curling up against him.
“You did have me worried for a second,” He said softly, tucking his face into the crook of Dave’s neck and tracing along the collar of his t-shirt with his finger. “Thought maybe you were having second thoughts.”
“Definitely not.”
He could feel Klaus’ smile against his neck, and he turned to kiss the top of his head, humming contentedly when Klaus sat up to kiss him properly. The last of his lingering fears that maybe this hadn’t been something real melted away, replaced with something new. Something that made him feel like his heart was about to climb out of him and take root in Klaus’ chest. Something that made him want to forget about the rest of his life and just stay here on this couch with him forever. Something that he’d never felt about any other person in his life.
“I was thinking,” He said when Klaus broke away again to breathe. “Maybe we could get dinner tonight? Do some normal boyfriend stuff for a change.”
Klaus smiled dopily at him. “Nobody’s ever taken me to dinner before.”
“Well then I guess I gotta change that.” He leant forward to kiss him again. “We’ll go somewhere fancy. I can pretend to propose so we get a free dessert.”
“That is the most wonderful idea I’ve ever heard,” Klaus agreed, cupping his face in his hands. “Where have you been all my life?”
“The Canadian outback.”
He sniggered, reaching for his hand and linking their fingers together. “Well, can you promise to stay here now? Because I don’t ever want to go back to not having you around.”
Klaus was kissing him again before he could reply, but he hoped he knew the answer was yes, because for the first time, life felt worth living. It was worth living here. It was worth living for Klaus.