b a b y b o y

“Did you find anything else of importance in my room? My buttplug? A cum-soaked tissue? I know you didn’t find drugs. Even if I wasn’t sober I have better places to hide them.” Klaus slapped his ass for dramatic effects, winking nonchalantly and giggling to himself.“Well, I-”“I meant my ass, Diego.”Diego stared at Klaus, completely dumbfounded. How dense did he think he was? “I know that, Klaus.”“Just making sure you know.”They both froze for a few seconds, just watching each other with contrasting expressions. Klaus seemed to be so proud of himself, while Diego was just completely exasperated.“Right, well anyway, I-”“Are you sure you understood? It’s just that you didn’t laugh at all when I said it. I mean, I was practically admitting to being a drug mule!” “Jesus Christ!” Diego rubbed the side of his temples, talking to Klaus was even more exhausting than going on missions. “What I was trying to say,” He put as much emphasis on ‘trying’ as he possibly could, “Is that I also found a pacifier.” ***Or, Diego finds Klaus' pacifier and isn't sure how to react.