Camille was curled up on her sofa after a long and tiring day at her clinic and then her night shift at the bar.. She was so exhausted that she couldn't sleep.. That's how Klaus found her. He approached her, asking gently "Camille, are you alright?"
She waved her hand wearily, saying "Nothing, just tired from work, it's keeping me awake"
He sighed heavily, saying quietly "Just wait me for a few minutes"
Camille was unable to reply, so she remained still.. After a few minutes, Klaus returned, holding a steaming cup.. He pressed himself against the edge of the sofa at her head, then gently lifted her to support her against his own.. He handed her the cup, saying softly "This is herbal tea, it will help you relax"
Camille took the cup from him, saying in a soft, grateful voice "I love it when you take care of me like this... You're so human at times like these"
He replied tenderly, stroking her hair "Only with you, darling.. You make me want to be human"
She handed him the empty cup with a beautiful, grateful smile.. He smiled as he took it from her, then whispered softly in her ear "Give yourself to me"
She asked expectantly "What will you do?"
He answered her with a genuine smile, one he rarely showed, and only with her and Hope "I'll just love you"
She laughed wearily, surrendering herself to him.. Klaus adjusted her position, resting her head on his lap.. Then, from his jacket pocket, he took a small bottle.. When he opened it, the scent of lavender filled the air.. Camille asked, her voice a little refreshed, caressed her skin "What's this?"
"It's Indian massage oils mixed with lavender oil" Klaus replied gently "And I intend to pamper you and give you a lavender-scented head massage"
She smiled, saying relaxed "I'll basically be treated like a princess"
"Yes, with lots of love" Klaus replied in a soft, velvety voice.
He began skillfully massaging her scalp, saying in a rich British accent "I love you"
Camille sighed, relaxing as Klaus's skillful fingers began to caress her limbs.. Then, in a strange but distinctive language, he added "أحبك"
Her eyes widened, she asked in surprise "What language is that?"
He gently closed her eyes with his fingers, inviting her to relax again, replied softly "It's Arabic, now, relax"
She settled down once more, surrendering to his touch.. He murmured, his accent revealing German she spoke fluently "Ich liebe dich"
She didn't comment, but closed her eyes, a soft smile playing on her lips.. Klaus smiled, relishing her sweet surrender, then murmured in Turkish "Seni seviyorum"
Camille's smile widened as sleep invite her.. Klaus continued expressing his feelings in Hindi, "Main tumse pyar karta hoon"
Her breathing became more regular as she welcomed sleep under the spell of Klaus's fingers, who whispered in adoring Italian "Ti amo"
His pure smile, brimming with genuine emotion, widened as he added in French "Je t'aime"
Under the spell of his fingers and his warm words, Camille drifted into a deep sleep, feeling safe and completely relaxed in his presence... Klaus leaned down and kissed her forehead, saying in a warm, gentle voice "You are like a poetry in a world that still learning the alphabet"
In the morning, Camille woke up feeling completely relaxed.. The sleep she had had the night before was the best she had in a long time.. She looked around for Klaus and found herself alone.. She stretched, then her attention was drawn to a tray with a ready-made breakfast and next to it, a note torn from her notebook.. She picked it up to find a small portrait of herself by Klaus, and beneath it, his elegant handwriting {She was a poetry in a world that still learning the alphabet}
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She laughed happily as she stood up energetically to make a cup of coffee and prepare for a new day.. She whispered to the emptiness around her "And I love him in every language in the world and with the hearts of all the humans"
