[Okay, Klaus isn't the most observant, but he knows his brother, and he knows that look. Ben is staring at him like he grew a second head, and Klaus just looks back at him like it's some kind of staring contest. Both of them are trying to figure out what the fuck is going on in the other person's head, Klaus can tell, and he's total shit at that.
At least Ben isn't going all cold and not talking about it, so Klaus just turns in his chair and leans his arms on the back of it and rests his chin on them, eyes big and with a bit of a pout to listen to Ben's explanation. All of which sounds like...]
So you guys like each other? And when I say like, I mean like-like.
[A momentary pause to waggle his brows.]
Because that sure sounds like two guys who totally like each other, not like, real good friends or whatever. I mean, I get it, I remember when I thought Julie was my really good friend who I spent a lot of time with who just got me and helped me deal with my issues and I loved her totally platonically like a friend and then whoops. Ding ding ding. Feelings.
[Lifting his chin, he frees up his hands so he can gesture broadly at nothing, indicating these invisible feelings.]
You want to make him happy, he wants to make you happy, your hangups and shit don't bother him. Sounds like a good thing to me.
[A shrug, and then he folds his arms again, rests his chin on them, and raises his brows and repeats Ben's words back to him with a hint of sarcasm.]
It's you. Poppycock. Why in the hell can't you have a boyfriend? You told me it was because of the...you know. Terrible powers thing. But you also literally just said he's not scared of you and doesn't mind them. So what's stopping you, bro?
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At least Ben isn't going all cold and not talking about it, so Klaus just turns in his chair and leans his arms on the back of it and rests his chin on them, eyes big and with a bit of a pout to listen to Ben's explanation. All of which sounds like...]
So you guys like each other? And when I say like, I mean like-like.
[A momentary pause to waggle his brows.]
Because that sure sounds like two guys who totally like each other, not like, real good friends or whatever. I mean, I get it, I remember when I thought Julie was my really good friend who I spent a lot of time with who just got me and helped me deal with my issues and I loved her totally platonically like a friend and then whoops. Ding ding ding. Feelings.
[Lifting his chin, he frees up his hands so he can gesture broadly at nothing, indicating these invisible feelings.]
You want to make him happy, he wants to make you happy, your hangups and shit don't bother him. Sounds like a good thing to me.
[A shrug, and then he folds his arms again, rests his chin on them, and raises his brows and repeats Ben's words back to him with a hint of sarcasm.]
It's you. Poppycock. Why in the hell can't you have a boyfriend? You told me it was because of the...you know. Terrible powers thing. But you also literally just said he's not scared of you and doesn't mind them. So what's stopping you, bro?