"Oh, getting the shit kicked out of you is pretty bad, whether you're maimed or not. But if you try and get out of this bed, rest assured you will be able to add maimed to your superhero resume."
Klaus lets out a sigh, a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding. He hates seeing his brother like this. "Of course I'd come. You'd burn down the country to help me, so why wouldn't I do the same?"
He shrugs and rolls his eyes, glancing back toward the doors then to him. Diego was always there for him, even if they didn't always get along. Where Luther had been dad's shadow instead of a true leader, Diego had really been the family shield. He pets his brother's hand softly. "But you owe me, now, you see. Dragging me out of bed, didn't even get a pretty face on, and here we are for the whole world to see. Dear god the paps will be all over us. You're lucky they didn't get ahold of you already. They love a good family drama round here."
Reaching with his free hand, he tugs the hospital blanket up around his brother, keeping close to his side all the same. "Especially those who are finding creative ways to deal with their grief. Our family does do a lot of out-of-the-box thinking."
Had this been a simple street accident, or had Diego been distracted? Did he care that he was confined to a hospital bed right now, beaten and sore and bloody? He won't rush into all of that, because Klaus knows a thing or two about self-destructive behavior. He's just glad Diego's here and he's safe.
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Klaus lets out a sigh, a breath he hadn't realized he'd been holding. He hates seeing his brother like this. "Of course I'd come. You'd burn down the country to help me, so why wouldn't I do the same?"
He shrugs and rolls his eyes, glancing back toward the doors then to him. Diego was always there for him, even if they didn't always get along. Where Luther had been dad's shadow instead of a true leader, Diego had really been the family shield. He pets his brother's hand softly. "But you owe me, now, you see. Dragging me out of bed, didn't even get a pretty face on, and here we are for the whole world to see. Dear god the paps will be all over us. You're lucky they didn't get ahold of you already. They love a good family drama round here."
Reaching with his free hand, he tugs the hospital blanket up around his brother, keeping close to his side all the same. "Especially those who are finding creative ways to deal with their grief. Our family does do a lot of out-of-the-box thinking."
Had this been a simple street accident, or had Diego been distracted? Did he care that he was confined to a hospital bed right now, beaten and sore and bloody? He won't rush into all of that, because Klaus knows a thing or two about self-destructive behavior. He's just glad Diego's here and he's safe.