Klaus's voice was quiet despite the venom in his words. He had a drink in his hand, his eyes were narrowed...but the fury there, seething under the surface, was one borne of fear.
No one was ever supposed to see those pictures. No one was ever supposed to know.
Now he felt exposed, laid open. Despite everything they'd shared in conversation, despite the fact that he'd used his own soul as bait to steal those moments in paper and pencil, she didn't know what he'd done...what he was willing to give for a few moments of safety, standing at the edge of all she was with every risk of falling.
She stood there in her nightgown, holding hidden things in those small, strong hands...and Klaus was the one who felt completely naked.
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Date: 2014-08-20 11:34 pm (UTC)Klaus's voice was quiet despite the venom in his words. He had a drink in his hand, his eyes were narrowed...but the fury there, seething under the surface, was one borne of fear.
No one was ever supposed to see those pictures. No one was ever supposed to know.
Now he felt exposed, laid open. Despite everything they'd shared in conversation, despite the fact that he'd used his own soul as bait to steal those moments in paper and pencil, she didn't know what he'd done...what he was willing to give for a few moments of safety, standing at the edge of all she was with every risk of falling.
She stood there in her nightgown, holding hidden things in those small, strong hands...and Klaus was the one who felt completely naked.