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He could tell as the footsteps neared just who it was an his entire body appeared to give a sigh of relief as he relaxed a little in Stefanâs company. His appearance had only further cemented the fact that news had indeed travelled, but even he had hoped for a few more moments solace before the onslaught should begin. A simple âhmâ was all he could offer in response, his gaze refraining to lift as his scrub cap remained tight within his grasp, but taking the coffee with his other hand. Their movements were well rehearsed and Klausâ digits brushed discreetly against Stefanâs as he retrieved the cup and for a moment, the attentiveness of the action was everything that he needed and more, no matter how minuscule the gesture seemed. âI appreciate thatâ he eventually replied, his voice hoarse from not having spoken for a little while, before he cleared his throat. âNews travels fast, I dare assumeâ a humourless smile tugged at his lips âbut news of my failure has travelled faster, no doubt.â
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There were moments, many of them in fact when Stefan wanted to put his foot down, wanted to be seen and known as being in a serious relationship with Klaus and wanting Klaus to admit it to the world. Show his true self to others but then there were secret moments like this, with a grazing of fingers that felt more daring with it being just between the two. It was childish and he hated that it offered a thrill but it did keep him silent. âNo problem.â He answers, his brow furrowed in concern for the other and the whispers going around, everyone liked to see the top dog fail just as much as people claimed to love an underdog story. âPeople like to talk, its a way of life not just this hospital. Though when a Mikaelson is involved I think information moves double time.â He answers with a nod of his head, âI wouldnât take it heart, everyone in this building has lost a patient one way or another.â
















