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[channellings]

You know, that started out really, really heartfelt...

And then it just got sappy as hell— which Klaus appreciates, he truly does. A chuckle of his own slips free after Diego moves to kiss him, his arms slackening, hands resting lightly on his brother's shoulders while he reciprocates. He draws back a moment, long enough to mutter, “At least I'm your mess,” then he kisses him again.

[superbitter]

"Yeah, well, someone's gotta make sure you eat something more than pills and waffles. Y'know, some proteins and vegetables and drink some water." Diego kisses him again. "Speaking of, let's get you some food. On me."

[channellings]

“Hey, at least I'm eating something,” he complains without any of the heat. As soon as Diego mentions food though, Klaus's expression brightens somewhat. “You mean it? Do I get to pick where we're going?” Since he just might have a place in mind.

[superbitter]

"Yeah, you can pick the place." It's not too hard to make the guy happy; let him pick the restaurant or something and that's all it takes. "As long as you pick something that has a decent menu and isn't just sugar and carbs."

[channellings]

Without missing a beat, “Somewhere with burgers,” a pause in-between then he adds, “And fries. That counts, right? It's not just carbs... and if I'm even feeling any sugar, I can have a milkshake or something? So long as that's alright with you.” Diego did say he was paying, after all.

[superbitter]

"Yeah, alright. I know a place." He wraps an arm around Klaus' shoulder and leads him out of the house towards the car. "We'll get Mom to make us a healthy dinner later. I'm sure she'll be happy to serve you some vegetables."

[channellings]

Klaus nods agreeingly, maybe a little too quick, though he doesn't seem to care. He snatches his coat off the nearby dresser while Diego leads them, rounds the car to the passenger side and climbs in. “Honestly, I'd like that. Won't even bitch about the vegetables.”

[superbitter]

"I'm going to hold you to that. And if you go back on that promise, I'll get Mom to shovel it in every time you open your mouth to complain." It's as much a promise as it is a threat and they both know Diego will follow through, as declared by his smirk as he starts the car.

[channellings]

Surprise, surprise, he's already opening his mouth to complain about it— Klaus stops most of the way through, listens momentarily to the car engine run while tucking his coat around himself then huffs a long, suffering sigh despite his own grin. “Alright, fine, it's a deal.”

[superbitter]

Diego, in a move that's 100% more a Klaus move than his own, pokes his tongue out at his brother, knowing he's got him beat.

"Good. You need the vegetables. Your body is probably craving vitamins and you don't even know it."

[channellings]

And in return, Klaus offers the same gesture, makes sure he's secured in the seat then slumps back and down as far as he can.

“Maybe that explains why I'm so tired. How long is it going to take us to get there?”

[superbitter]

Diego smiles at the returned gesture, shaking his head before turning his attention back to the road so he can get them to their destination safely.

"Fifteen minutes maybe? You can sleep. I'll wake you when we get there."