An Umbrella Academy AU feat. Pathologist!Dave + MorgueRegular!Klaus
A/N: This was supposed to be a one-shot but it already appears to be growing arms and legs so… here you go. Subscribe for more. More is coming.
CW: Repeated, temporary character death. Like, this fucker just won’t stay dead. Also, morgue stuff. Probably not for the faint of heart or delicate of stomach.
Inspired by @kawaiic0mmunism, to whom this is dedicated - for giving me brain rot. Thanks as always to @allisoooon for tolerating me.
Summary: Dave is a pathologist working at the city morgue. And Klaus… well, Klaus just keeps turning up.
Snippet:
“Mnnnnrgh!” the man groans, rolling onto his side. “Five more minutes. I was having the most amazing sex dream.”
“JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!”
Dave leaps away from the rack on which the man’s body is stretched - the man who just a moment ago Dave was quite sure was 100 per cent dead but who apparently is very much alive. He crashes into a nearby filing cabinet, sending a wide arc of coffee all over his white lab coat and sensible shirt while screaming, “WHAT THE FUCK!”
The man blinks his eyes open now. He props himself up onto one elbow and takes a look around, taking in the startled pathologist with his back pressed against the filing cabinet, the splashed coffee on the lino, the fluorescent lights of the basement mortuary, the open cooler next to him containing a body bag, and then finally the identical black bag half-wrapped around his own body.
“Ah, shit. It happened again.”
The guy sighs a weary sigh and sits up to get a better look at his surroundings, rubbing a hand through his curls and smacking his lips together. He seems far too relaxed about waking up in the morgue, which is in direct contrast to Dave, who is still struggling to come to terms with what he’s seeing.
“You-you-you… YOU’RE DEAD!”
The guy gestures at himself, fanning his hands up and down his body. “Well, clearly not.”
“But you-you were! You were dead!”
The guy rolls his eyes and swings his legs over the side of the rack, still encased in the body bag. “Yeah, kind of an occupational hazard.”
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summary:
“Oops, sorry, cutie,” Klaus slurred, trying to stumble away from Dave again, except Dave couldn’t stop himself from lightly holding onto Klaus so he couldn’t run off again.
“Klaus?” Dave said, his eyes and mouth smiling widely.
“That’s me. Do we know each other?” Klaus searched his face.
Dave should have expected it, but it still hurt a little to realise Klaus couldn’t recognise Dave because he’d never met him before. This Klaus hadn’t gone to the Vietnam War yet. This Klaus had no memory of all the precious moments they’d shared in secret.
Or:
Dave accidentally uses the briefcase to travel to 2018, where he runs into Klaus, who has never met him before.
In 1716, Klaus lost the love of his life in a horrible tragedy and found himself cursed with immortality.
In 2019, Dave and his hunting partner Elliot are investigating a number of disappearances, and when they find themselves face to face with the vampire they think is behind it, Dave can't shake the feeling that he's met this man before...
Because I'm not done with the Crimson and Clover universe
Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/34509436
I feel like a summary might spoil Crimson and Clover for anyone who's still reading, so I'll put the Summary under a cut
Summary: When Marriage Equality is legalised in New York, Niki decides to surprise Vina by proposing to her, but things don't go quite how she planned.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 7/?
Fandom: The Umbrella Academy (TV)
Rating: Mature
Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence
Relationships: Klaus Hargreeves/David "Dave" Katz
Characters: Klaus Hargreeves, David "Dave" Katz, Diego Hargreeves
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Dave works at the VA, Klaus is injured, Injury, Head trauma, Violence, Blood, Hurt/Comfort, Slow Burn, Developing Relationship, Hospitals, Domestic Violence, Graphic, trigger warning on the whole thing, Mentions of Prostitution, dubcon, Mentions of Dubcon, Angst, Lots of Angst, concussion, mention of past noncon, Klaus cuts his hair off, but it'll grow back don't worry, Dave is patient and kind, and also freaked out, Whump, Nudity, Vomiting, Panic Attacks, bitchy ben, mentions of gore, Mentions of Violence
Summary:
Klaus has had a rough life full of drug addiction, abuse, prostitution, theft, and just about every other dubious thing he could think of. One day, he stumbles into the VA looking for help with a head wound and meets a man named Dave, whose unending patience and kindness melts Klaus's heart just a little bit, but also rings every suspicious alarm bell he's got. Who the hell was this guy?
kinda blows my mind that i’m a fic writer... like little 15 year old me exists somewhere, freaking out because the fic me and my best friend wrote together got its first comment and now...
i have 35 works on ao3 and like 40 wips (i know it’s not as much as some people but just pretend okay)
anyway, i’m actually at a place where i like my writing so...
I want to sleep with you in the desert tonight (with a billion stars all around)
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this fic is dedicated to @spookyfbi, thank you for suggesting i write klaus and dave stargazing!
title from “peaceful easy feeling” by the eagles
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Some nights in Vietnam, they could see the stars.
Most of the time, the smoke and clouds obscured them from view, but those few nights where they were visible… there was nothing like it.
Dave asked Klaus about them once. The two of them were lying in what had affectionately been labeled “their clearing”. The air around them was humid and filled with the sounds of insects and far-off warfare. They were on their backs, surely getting covered in dirt and insect bites, but they didn’t care. They were curled around each other, and they could see the stars, and it was perfect.
Klaus spoke first after a long stretch of silence. “Y’know, my dad forced us to learn everything there is to know about astronomy and shit.” He spoke quietly, mostly to himself. When Dave glanced at him, it looked like he was caught up in memories.
Tentatively, hoping it wouldn’t upset Klaus, Dave asked, “tell me about them?” He nodded at the sky. “The stars.”
Klaus looked at him in surprise, then laughed softly. “Okay…” He pointed at a cluster of stars to the right of where they lay. “Those three there? The ones all in a row? That’s part of the constellation Orion. It’s based on some famous Greek hunter, and those three stars are supposed to be his belt.”
Dave nuzzled farther into Klaus’ neck and hummed in acknowledgement. “I think my mom knew that one.”
Klaus gestured to another cluster of stars, these ones directly above them. “Those ones there are Gemini. The twins.”
Dave couldn’t really tell which stars Klaus was pointing out, but he smiled anyway. “Hey, I know that one!” He pointed low in the sky. “That’s the Big Dipper, right?”
“Yep. Most people can recognize the Big Dipper, but not as many know that it’s actually part of a bigger constellation called Ursa Major- the bear.”
“Yeah, yeah.” Dave kissed Klaus’ cheek. “Show off.”
“You asked!” Klaus replied, faking indignance. “Besides, astronomy stuff is basically the only stuff my dad taught me that I still remember.”
“Why?” Dave asked softly.
Klaus hummed contemplatively. “I dunno. I guess I always found it interesting. The idea that there was more out there, it… it appealed to me. Made me feel like I could escape the childhood I had. Plus some of the only good memories I have with my siblings are of the nights when our dad made us sleep on the roof. We’d all go up there and bring a ton of blankets and huddle together for warmth, and just look at the stars. Like we are now. And we’d just recite all the constellations, try to compete with each other, see who knew the most. Sometimes we’d share secrets, which was something we never did. It was on one of those nights that I came out to them. Eventually we’d all fall asleep, and we’d wake up in a big tangle of limbs, and we’d just… go our separate ways. We never talked about those nights again. Sometimes, years after Dad stopped making us sleep out there, I’d go up to the roof at night to smoke, and I’d name the stars to myself. It just reminded me of good times, I guess.”
Dave stared at Klaus as he looked up at the sky, lost in his own mind. Klaus must have felt Dave watching him, because he turned his head until their faces were barely inches apart.
“You’re the only person I’ve ever told that stuff to.” Klaus whispered.
“Thank you for telling me.”
“I’d tell you anything,” Klaus murmured, leaning forward so their foreheads were touching.
Dave brought a hand up to Klaus’ face, and he savored how Klaus leaned into his touch. “I love you, Klaus.” Dave closed the space between them and kissed Klaus lightly.
Klaus rolled back over to face the sky, taking hold of Dave’s hand. “I love you too.”
The two stayed that way for a while, looking back and forth between the stars and each other, as if they couldn’t decide which was more beautiful. Occasionally Klaus would speak again, pointing out more constellations to Dave.
At one point in the night Klaus spoke to say, “my brother lived there for a while.” He was pointing at the moon. Dave glanced at him, curiosity and amusement painted on his face, but said nothing.
Eventually they fell asleep, Dave’s head resting in the crook of Klaus’ neck, and his arm thrown over him, Klaus still holding Dave’s hand.
It didn’t matter that they had to wake up again in just a few hours to fight in a war neither asked to be in, to go back to hiding, to stare down death over and over again… when the stars were out, and when they were together, Klaus and Dave both slept better than they ever had in their lives.
