Obi-Wan would be the first to say his experience with romance is essentially non-existent. There is no history here, nothing for him to fall back on in times like this, no experience for him to delve into so that he might make sure he's doing all of this properly, and yet he never feels the need. If he makes a misstep, then he makes it. He doesn't want a moment of this to feel performative, as if he's only doing something because he knows it's what might be expected of him.
And he thinks the same can be said for Klaus. Deception is simple when it doesn't matter and while Obi-Wan doesn't care of it, prefers instead to be as honest as possible, it's been necessary for him in the past. But here, in these moments that matter, he knows they're both much too sincere to be anything else.
He likes that about them.
"Well, this is much better than space invaders," he says mildly, smiling as he tips his head slightly, his lips pressed to Klaus's hair. His eyes are still skyward, taking in the light as it streaks overhead.
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And he thinks the same can be said for Klaus. Deception is simple when it doesn't matter and while Obi-Wan doesn't care of it, prefers instead to be as honest as possible, it's been necessary for him in the past. But here, in these moments that matter, he knows they're both much too sincere to be anything else.
He likes that about them.
"Well, this is much better than space invaders," he says mildly, smiling as he tips his head slightly, his lips pressed to Klaus's hair. His eyes are still skyward, taking in the light as it streaks overhead.