"i just killed a man for you."
Unlike any other person he knows, Dave could always make him speechless. Even the first time they met, Klaus had only been able to tell the man his name while his eyes tried to comprehend the beauty and attraction of that man sitting only a few seats away from him at that army transportation bus. From then and there on, the both of them shared a connection he’d never had with someone else before. It must have been the Vietnam war and fighting for the same cause that brought a bond between them that couldn’t be broken. Only this time Klaus became speechless by Dave in a different way. It was the combination of the man’s words together with the dark red color of blood on his shirt that made him do a double take. “Dave? Who... who did you kill? Why? You...” Klaus struggled with lots of words, struggling to get out of his mouth and forming sentences. Dave wasn’t the killing type. His heart was way too big and loving to even think about killing someone if he doesn’t have to.
