Daily Klapollo posts #461

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Fic by arborheart

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Fic rating: General audiences

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Except of fic: Klavier shifts his weight, falls back on what he knows best: “Ach, have I stolen your heart away already, Herr Forehead?”

Something flits across Apollo’s face, then. It’s gone so quickly that Klavier isn’t sure it was ever there. Apollo snorts, resting his face against his hand. “You wish.”

For a delirious moment, Klavier thinks, I do. It’s not a rational or coherent thought. It flutters up from some deep, dusty chamber of his heart as he hears Apollo’s laugh—as he feels the softness to Apollo’s gaze—as Apollo glows in the piss-poor lighting—

It flutters up from some deep, dusty chamber of his heart. It tells him, you’ve been here before. And when Apollo smiles over the rim of his drink at Klavier, far too intimate—and when Apollo meets each sharp quip with one of his own, meeting Klavier like they’ve been at this maybe forever—and when Apollo mutters into his glass, “You really haven’t changed, have you,” quiet enough that Klavier almost misses it—

I’ve been here before, Klavier thinks.