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It was just bloody perfect. Apparently Caroline did not want to see him in private, which would have been a step up on her not wanting to see him at all if the only reason for seeing him wasn't that she needed something from him. Whatever it might be, Klaus had very little idea, or too many ideas, which all boiled down to the same thing: he did not know what it might be, but he figured that he was not going to like it.

There were not many things at all that he would like coming from her, at this stage.

He reached the Porta Ianulis within a minute or so, and leaned his back against a wall, hands in his pockets, gaze vacant. He only looked up when Caroline walked near, his face betraying nothing of whatever he might be feeling. He needed no switch to compartmentalise.

"What do you need?"

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The next second Klaus is in front of her, spur of the moment, and his hand is cupping her face, but when he kisses her it's a lot softer than he expected, a lot softer than he thought himself capable of right now.

"I never once said you shouldn't tell me how you feel," he tells her, his eyes on hers, "and I do not know how many times I will have to tell you that I want you before you start believing me, and how many times I will have to tell you that I do not do this before you start believing that you're something special, that you matter, that this matters. But I plan on finding out, if you'll let me."

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And she thought she was okay, she did, but she starts to cry, and she's not thinking. "I'm sorry-" and she doesn't know if it's for the tears or what, but she trying to shake her head because-- because. Because he's saying these things and she's not them, she's not what he thinks she is, and her hands are on his chest and she says it again, but it's clear it's not her saying she's not letting him. "I'm sorry." And then she stares up at him. "I love you." And her eyes search his and she smiles even though she's crying and looks up at the ceiling as she tries to stop. "I was trying not to cry," she says with a little laugh, and then she bites her lips together, taking a breath, then another one.

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Klaus has to smile when she does - or to be honest, a little before that, even, and he chuckles, warm and amused, when she explains. "You're doing a terrible job of it, love," he tells her, and brushes a tear away with his thumb.

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She licks he lips and sniffs, shaking her head. "Yeah, I know." She swallows hard. "I want to try? I mean, why not try." And then she leans up, her hand on the nape of his neck as she kisses him, and it's so heartfelt - it's not the movie-kiss from the first time, and it's not like the very first time they kissed, but she's literally giving herself to it, and she can't not. She can't not kiss him that way, the way that says forever and is a promise even though he's not there and she can't think past the end of her nose, time-wise.

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It's a wet kiss all around, from the tear tracks on her cheeks, and her sniffling, but it hardly matters. His hand is still on the side of her face, and he kisses her back with the very same sort of emotion, of promise, with him. Eventually he drops his hand from her face so he can wrap both arms around her, and pull her closer, as close as she can get.

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She breaks the kiss only to get closer to him, her arms around his neck, her forehead against his cheek. "You don't have to believe it, just believe that I do." And then she's closing her eyes, and she doesn't expect an answer, she doesn't need an answer - just this, just them, together, and even with the whirlwind of fighting and making up and hashing out what this is, she finds him, the solace in the storm even when he's causing the hurricane. Even when she is. He makes it so that she can be silent, so she can find a place where this is okay, where it's okay to stand together for however long, and she doesn't have to fill the space because he's not going to question the gap.

And she loves him for it.