Gravedigger [Diego, Luther]
A/N: Woohoo~, KH3 could wait and I wrote this, hueh. This fic was inspired by my own headcanons from the other day because I am such trash. I just neeeded a lee Diego and a ler Luther fic and I thought why not combine them into one fic! Yay. As you may see at the end, I do have a possible sequel in mind and will consider writing it sometime.
Summary: Diego gets a deadly punishment from Luther, and Klaus, Five, Allison and Vanya all do nothing but watch and enjoy his misery. He deserved it after all! (Platonic)
“Klaus! Oh Klaus thankgodohh-hehe!” Klaus looked up when Diego came rushing into the diner, wheezing, giggling and probably looking like he was running for his life, because in fact, Diego was running for his life. He grabbed Klaus who had been drinking alone, and shook him messily.
“Help me, okay? Help. Tell him to stay away. He is stupid.” Diego let go of him again and bent down under the table, grabbing Klaus’ legs and bending his head.
“Who? Luther? What…. Are you drunk? What did you do?” Klaus sounded suspicious and careful. No he was not drunk, but adrenaline sometimes could make him act a bit strange. Diego laughed, proud, but also in the I’m-so-fucked way.
“Hehe, well, so I tickled Luther again. You know? Like－” Klaus’ mouth opened wide in surprise, and he interrupted:
“Like you do every single time you’re in the same room lately, while knowing that when provoked badly, Luther will stop being a good guy and hunt your fucking ass down?” Diego nodded with a smile.
“Well - of course I did not know. I wanted to know, I was just wondering if he ever changed since we were young. You know, maybe he got a higher tolerance level?” Klaus gave him a you-kiddin’?- kind of look.
“Alright then. Now you know. And I’m not helping you,” Klaus said. Diego threw his head back - bumped his head against the table as he did, and he groaned.
“But Klaus. You’ve seen him, he grew. If he is like how he was back then, but worse, it will kill me.” Klaus laughed.
“Did you ever forget why we called you the Gravedigger? Yeah? Remember that nickname, do you? Because you, my brother, are good at digging your own grave, every single time. If it will kill you, you had it coming, and Luther has every right to do it. Speaking of, here he comes.” Klaus nodded at the door where Luther stood, huffing in frustration and with the eyes of a predator.
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