The Beauty of Being Numb | Klaus Hargreeves x Reader

What The Hell, I'm In Hell

-You can do this, Klaus- Ben cheers at him-. Luther needs you.

Klaus sighs. He wishes (Y/N) was with him. He didn't want her to absorb his symptoms, he just needed her to be there so he could cope with them.

-Uh...- he groans, stopping.

He doesn't feel good at all: dizziness, blurry vision, head and stomach ache, tight chest, non-stop shivers, and cold sweat covering all his skin.

-I just...- Ben look at him worried as he bends over-. O, I just... Ugh. This is... This is pointless. I... Aah, I'm goin' home. I... I have to go home. I'm so dope sick.

He turns to go back, but Ben stands in the middle of the way. Klaus chuckles.

-You know I could just walk through you, right?.

-I'm well aware- he does as said.

-Ta-da!

-But you need to keep trying. Help Luther!

-He could be anywhere right now, doing God knows what- he turns to see Ben, mad-. You know what? This is probably a good thing. The big guy needs a life, and tonight he's out experiencing the real world!

-He's not ready for it!

-Well, who is? Was I? Were you?- he breaths deeply, realizing the weight of his words-. I'm so sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I know you weren't ready to die violently at a young age... Oh, sobriety isn't easy. What?

Ben just glares at him, arms crossed.

-Why are you looking at me like that!? It's not my responsibility. I... You heard what I sad to (Y/N)! She didn't sign up to save me just as I didn't sign up to save you or him!

-You're right! She didn't! You didn't! But you damn well know that if you were in trouble, there is nothing in this world (Y/N) or Luther wouldn't do to save your scrawny little junkie ass- Ben pushes him-. And you know why? Because that's what you do for the people you love! You fight for them no matter what.

-Damnt it.

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An hour later, Klaus walks down the street in the cold dark night.

-We've been to seven bars, three strip joint, and a laundromat- he shivers-. Luther's not here. Can we go home now?

-Would he give up on you?

-Ugh.

They walk past a club, the one he had told (Y/N) about.

-That's the biggest hairy guy I have ever seen!- a woman at the door laughs.

-That's our guy- Klaus says.

He enters the club, techno music blasting so hard, it makes his headache worst. The flashing red, purple, and blue light don't help either, he can barely see one foot ahead.

-Oh, God- he groans and covers his ears.

He wants to cry, this was too much for his state.

-Damn you, Luther- a woman almost spills a drink on him-. This is torture!

-I can't hear you!- Ben screams.

Klaus makes his way through the people, searching for Luther. He suddenly stops, horrified at the scene in front of him.

-Holy shit.

Luther dances shirtless in the middle of the dance floor, smiling so hard, Ben thinks he's going to hurt his cheeks.