“But he never told you where the lines were supposed to be, either…” he points out softly, sliding his thumbs across Malcolm’s cheeks. “It’s not fair…”

He wishes there was some way for him to explain it in a way that would make Malcolm understand, but Klaus doesn’t have the words for it. He isn’t a person that speaks in words, his best language is in touch.

He presses a soft kiss to Malcolm’s forehead. “You deserve to be someone’s whole world, Malcolm… the way he’s yours.”