[ah yes good!! it always feels great to come home and relax after a vacation... which is funny to say because you're on vacation but lmf]
See? That's the lovely thing about drugs: after a little while, you won't even remember most of what's happened! Except what Klaus might want them to, but it'll only be the good things, he promises.
"Okay, good." He hesitates whenever Ben does, sparing him a concerned glance during his hesitation at the doorway then sighing a relieved breath of his own once it seems like he's doing alright. Should it be necessary, Klaus'll move to Ben's side and help him walk since it'd be easier doing it that way.
"It's utterly tragic, sweetheart. Just a little necking and you've got me all hot under the collar." And Ben is free to take the comment in whatever sense he deems necessary. "Ex-squeeze me? Don't you shhh me when you're being noisy, too!" At least he's coherent enough to not let his voice go above a harsh whisper or else he might've very well blown their cover right there.
Rather than let his brother fumble and end up letting go, he reaches to take hold of the hand clasping his shirt, gently dipping his fingers into the spaces between Ben's while he continues leading them along. He gets there, stalls outside the door to fumble with the knob for a solid minute before finally forcing his way through, leading Ben inside first then shutting the door behind them afterward.
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See? That's the lovely thing about drugs: after a little while, you won't even remember most of what's happened! Except what Klaus might want them to, but it'll only be the good things, he promises.
"Okay, good." He hesitates whenever Ben does, sparing him a concerned glance during his hesitation at the doorway then sighing a relieved breath of his own once it seems like he's doing alright. Should it be necessary, Klaus'll move to Ben's side and help him walk since it'd be easier doing it that way.
"It's utterly tragic, sweetheart. Just a little necking and you've got me all hot under the collar." And Ben is free to take the comment in whatever sense he deems necessary. "Ex-squeeze me? Don't you shhh me when you're being noisy, too!" At least he's coherent enough to not let his voice go above a harsh whisper or else he might've very well blown their cover right there.
Rather than let his brother fumble and end up letting go, he reaches to take hold of the hand clasping his shirt, gently dipping his fingers into the spaces between Ben's while he continues leading them along. He gets there, stalls outside the door to fumble with the knob for a solid minute before finally forcing his way through, leading Ben inside first then shutting the door behind them afterward.