Dreams of Us (Klaus X Dave)

Partner, Maybe Prostitute

Ben's POV~

I don't personally enjoy telling stories. I don't enjoy letting others know what I've failed at or accomplished. I don't like the attention it gathers around me. We all have stories, and stories are what makes our lives so interesting. I mean, yes, I am a ghost and it would be cool to tell some ghosty stories, but it's no different than real life besides the no death part.

Besides my unique abilities to project tentacles from my abdomen, I am about the same as all of you. We all have our mistakes, our good times and impressive stories, our times of doubt, our funniest and worst failures, and so on. I feel no need to tell my story when you are only waiting for me to tell my story so you can tell me yours. Stories are relative, which is pretty cool, but they just aren't the best for me to tell.

I awoke at around 6:00am in Aaron's bed and my head spinning from a small hangover. The smell of plants followed me as I got up and looked at the time on my watch. 6am? What about Klaus? Is he okay? I started to feel every inch of my being panic, worried that something might've happened. I wrote a quick note to Aaron to let him know where I went, hoping he would read it when he awoke.

I made myself appear at the Academy, envisioning it and then feeling it become my atmosphere. The smell of rusted metal and rotted wood. The dullness of the worn down place that held too much for it's own comfort. The same building I grew up in.

I looked at Klaus' door, half anxious in case there was a sudden murder scene when I opened to door. I slightly opened the door to find-

-To find Klaus, naked, with another guy in his bed beside him!?

Woah. This was... Strange? When did someone like Klaus? Let alone a handsome guy? Or maybe Klaus payed him? A possible prostitute?

No. Klaus wouldn't do that. Or would he? I didn't really know. I don't live in Klaus' brain. Who knows what he would do knowing that I wasn't going to return for a bit?

I decided to leave the room, shutting the door quietly. I started laughing. Since when does this kind of stuff happen? Especially when I'm not around? It's quite a situation Klaus got himself in. I wonder how Pogo will react if he figures out. He'll probably be cool with it as long as that man wasn't a prostitute. That guy smelled like the outside, and I don't trust that.

With all these questions gathering in my mind, I decided to get a quick coffee at the coffee shop nearby. I ordered a vanilla latte and got a caramel macchiato for when Klaus woke up. Wait no, I decided to get two caramel macchiatos for Klaus and his 'partner' for when they both awoke.

I stayed at the coffee shop 'til about 7:30am so I could take in the scenery. It's quite beautiful to see the sunrise of dawn as you're drinking a vanilla latte.

I decided to head back to the Academy. When I got there, Klaus and his 'partner' were both seated at a table, fully clothed this time. Klaus saw me and ran straight towards me and hugged me, delighted I wasn't hurt.

"Thank goodness you're back! Where were you?" Klaus asked, concern hinting his voice.

"I decided to have a sleepover to get away from you," I said, sarcastically. I handed Klaus the two caramel macchiatos, and he thanked me for them. "Who's the partner?"

"Oh! That's Dave. He's... Uhh... A guy I met. He's the guy I've been trying to chase everywhere!"

"Oh my gosh you actually found him and slept with him? Bro you're lucky," I said. Dave looked over at a blushed Klaus, confused why he was hugging the air and talking to it and blushing at it. Klaus looked over at Dave.

"Remember how I said I can talk to ghosts? Well, I have a brother, Ben, who died. He follows me everywhere. It's quite annoying," Klaus explained. Dave looked at Klaus with sudden understanding.

"What are you guys talking about?" Dave retorted, slight anger hinting his voice.

"Ben was confused where you came from, so yeah," Klaus answered.

"Obviously I came from a vagina, where else would I come from?" Dave laughed out.

Klaus and Dave continued to have a conversation while I strolled off to our backyard. I loved the quiet feeling it gave me, making me feel alive and chilled to the soul. I felt sadness grip my heart suddenly, and I fell on the grass. I began to cry, tears streaming down my face. I want love. I want someone to love me. Klaus would leave me for Dave, and I would be left to fend for myself. Does anyone love me? Will anyone love me? My brain was full of questions and sadness, straining my being of its existence.

I soon felt all my tears drain, having nothing left but an emptiness in my soul. I ran as fast as I could, just to get away from it all. But then it hit me.