Klaus turns away from Patrick's extended hand with mock offense on his face as he takes a few final sips of the coffee. He probably shouldn't be drinking it at all, it's bound to keep him up longer, but there's something comforting in the rush of the caffeine and warmth.
"You should sleep, too, mind you," he huffs and finally relinquishes the cup. Only when Patrick is on the move again does Klaus push away from the counter. He curls his arms around Patrick's waist from behind and presses his cheek against the man's shoulder. "But until then, you are a saint among men, a gentleman and a scholar. Thanks."
He grins and releases him, skirting past the man with a little wiggle-wave of his fingers. He stretches his arms high over his head as he steps into the hallway, pausing to looking back at the man. "We'll have the old Allison back before you know it." He smiles still, but there's an edge to it, a sadness, an understanding. "See you in the morning."
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"You should sleep, too, mind you," he huffs and finally relinquishes the cup. Only when Patrick is on the move again does Klaus push away from the counter. He curls his arms around Patrick's waist from behind and presses his cheek against the man's shoulder. "But until then, you are a saint among men, a gentleman and a scholar. Thanks."
He grins and releases him, skirting past the man with a little wiggle-wave of his fingers. He stretches his arms high over his head as he steps into the hallway, pausing to looking back at the man. "We'll have the old Allison back before you know it." He smiles still, but there's an edge to it, a sadness, an understanding. "See you in the morning."