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In Sheep's Clothing	By : ParisWriter Category: +G through L > Harvest Moon Views: 2169 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Six

Avery woke up to the sound of incessant knocking on her door. It was still fully dark outside, and she grumbled as she dragged herself from underneath the warm covers of her bed. It was the first day of winter, and she had gone to bed early so she could get enough sleep in order to be able to get in all of the planting she needed to do by a reasonable hour. Whoever it was had better have a good reason for waking her.

"Avery! Wake up!" she heard Veronica's voice calling from the other side of the door, and she was suddenly wide awake. The guildmaster sounded panicked, and Avery quickly threw on a robe over her nightgown and stepped into her slippers, then rushed to open the door.

"What's wrong?" she asked, taking in the older woman's appearance. She was usually so put-together and looked young for her age, but at that moment appeared every bit as old as she really was, with dark circles under her eyes.

"It's Madam Eda," Veronica simply said, and Avery felt her heart sink. She'd been so hopeful since the elderly woman's visit to her farm that she was getting better, but it seemed that hope was misplaced.

"She's asking for you."

Veronica took her hand and Avery simply nodded and stepped outside, closing the door behind her. She doubted she had time to get dressed, so she merely allowed herself to be led next door to the small house where Eda lived. She looked around at the farm as they walked there, and Avery recalled her first week living in Oak Tree Town and how the kindly old woman had taught her everything she needed to know.

"I've brought her," Veronica announced as she ushered Avery in through the front door of the house, and Marian walked up to them and took her hand to lead her toward Eda's bedroom.

"She doesn't have long, sweetie," the doctor told her.

"Is she in pain?" Avery asked, glancing into the room. Otmar was sitting at Eda's bedside, his head hung low as he held one of her hands.

"No, but... Any comfort you might be able to offer her in her final moments would be appreciated."

Avery nodded slightly and Marian squeezed her shoulder, then escorted her into the room. Otmar immediately stood and offered Avery his chair, and she gave the old man a small smile as she thanked him and took a seat.

"Veronica, dear, would you stay here for a moment?" Eda asked as the others started to file out of the room, and the guildmaster turned back with a nod.

"Of course, Madam Eda, but I thought you wanted to speak to Avery alone?"

"In a moment. First, I need you to take care of something for me."

"Anything," Veronica said, kneeling next to where Avery was sitting and taking the old woman's hand, giving it a gentle squeeze.

"When I am gone, I want Avery here to inherit my farm," Eda announced, and Avery's eyes went wide.

"What?" she gasped in disbelief, then shook her head. "I... No... I couldn't possibly. This farm... it should stay in your family."

"My son has no interest in the life of a farmer," Eda reminded her with a small smile.

"But... Your grandson! You said he enjoyed visiting you, before," Avery protested.

"He has a family of his own, now," Eda replied. "I want you to have it, Avery. For your dream."

Avery closed her eyes and drew in a slow, shaky breath. The old woman was dying, and all she was concerned with was Avery realizing her dream. She couldn't deny a request like that.

"Very well," she agreed after a moment, opening her eyes and smiling at Eda. "I would be honored to accept your farm as my own."

"I'll see to it that everything is taken care of," Veronica assured them, then stood and left the room.

Avery sat quietly at Eda's bedside, unsure what to say. Eda weakly raised her hand off the bed and touched her cheek, startling her a bit, and she reached up to hold that small, frail and in her own.

"I have one more thing to ask of you, my dear," Eda told her. Avery simply nodded, biting her lip to keep from crying.

"When you first came here, I thought you and Fritz would make a lovely couple. You're both young, and you were both just starting out as farmers... I figured it would be a perfect match. I was wrong, and I'm sorry for trying to force him upon you."

"You didn't force him upon me," Avery assured her, shaking her head.

"I know you and Klaus have become close," Eda told her with a smile. "Otmar told me how you two were named the Music Festival Sweethearts. I wish I could have been there to see it."

Avery nodded, but said nothing. Her frustration level with him was still high from their recent outing and his consistent reluctance to give in to whatever he was feeling for her.

"I've known Klaus since he was a boy," Eda continued, taking Avery by surprise. "His house once belonged to his parents, and he lived there until he left home at sixteen."

"I didn't know that."

Eda nodded slightly. "He was a troubled boy... Angry, violent... His father was a strict man. They clashed often, until one day he'd had enough and simply left for the city. Both of his parents died three years later, and I honestly expected that house would remain empty forever. But then he came back."

She fell silent, and Avery held her breath, wondering if she had already passed on. After a moment, she took a shaky breath and continued with her story.

"It was about... eight or nine years ago, that he returned. At first, I didn't know it was him. I'd thought someone else had bought the house. He had changed so much from the last time I'd seen him prior to that. He had grown into a fine man, with a kind heart. He convinced Marian to come here when our old doctor retired and moved away. But since he returned he's always had this... sadness in him. I think... something happened to him, in the city, and that's why he came back here. To escape it."

"What does this have to do with me?" Avery wondered. She hated to seem impatient, but she knew Eda didn't have much time and she was curious what this other favor was the other woman wanted to ask of her.

"Even before I became too weak to make the journeys into town, I had seen the way he looks at you. It's the same way my husband looked at me before we started courting. He has a longing in his heart. But I think... I think he's afraid that, because of his past, you won't be able to accept him and love him."

"But I do love him," Avery said, taking herself by surprise. She'd never admitted those feelings to anyone before, not even herself.

Eda smiled. "Then promise me, Avery, that you will give him the love he deserves. He's made some mistakes, but he shouldn't be so sad and alone. You both deserve to have as rich and fulfilling a life as I have had, and a family is one of the most important parts of that."

"I know," Avery told her, thinking of how much her own family meant to her.

"Then... Promise me?" Eda repeated her request, her voice barely audible.

Avery reached for her hand and gave it a tight squeeze. "I promise, Eda."

"Thank you..."

She closed her eyes and let out a shaky breath and Avery held hers, her eyes carefully observing the old woman. Her chest was no longer rising and falling, and so she placed her head upon it to listen for a heartbeat. There was none. Choking back a sob, she stood from her chair and leaned over to place a kiss on Eda's forehead, then returned to the kitchen, where the others were seated around the table, looking grim.

"Avery?" Marian was the first to notice her, and he rose from his seat and went right to her.

"She's gone," Avery managed to say before finally breaking down in tears. Marian pulled her to his chest and wrapped his arms around her in a tight hug, stroking her hair and whispering comforting words to her. Nearby, she could hear Otmar crying and Veronica offering the same sort of comfort to him.

Madam Eda was gone. Avery was to inherit her farmstead, and she had promised to love Klaus and give him a family.

She only hoped she would be able to make Eda's final wish come true.

Klaus looked around at the crowd that had gathered in the middle of town. Jonas had come banging on his door early in the morning, announcing that there was to be a town meeting in an hour just outside the guild hall. He was curious what was so important, but when he saw Avery standing next to Veronica and Marian at the head of the crowd he somehow knew what was coming.

"Everyone," Veronica said loudly, then waited for all of the townspeople to turn their attention to her before continuing. "It saddens me greatly to announce that Madam Eda passed on this morning."

A collective gasp rose from most of the residents. Everyone knew Eda was getting on in years, but she had been such a fixture in the town for so long that none of them were truly prepared for this news. Klaus fondly remembered her as the old woman who would scold him in the presence of his father whenever he misbehaved as a boy – and then give him sweets when his back was turned.

"It was Eda's wish that her farm be given to Avery, so that the next generation of promising farmers can continue to work the land."

Klaus looked to Avery and his heart broke. She was barely holding herself together, and he had a feeling that if it wasn't for Marian standing next to her, constantly rubbing her back, she would be a sobbing mess on the ground. He barely heard anything else Veronica had to say. All he wanted to do was make his way through the crowd, walk up to her, take her in his arms and kiss away her sadness. He knew, though, that he would have to keep his distance from her more now than ever before. She was emotionally vulnerable, and if he made his move now it would be seen as him taking advantage of her. He didn't want her to believe him to be that sort of man. So he would wait until she had finished grieving, and then... Perhaps he would finish what they had started in that rain storm.

The crowd slowly began to disperse, and Klaus watched as two men approached Avery: Fritz and Raeger. Her fellow farmer looked equally saddened by the news, and Klaus recalled that he'd affectionately referred to Eda as 'Granny.' Avery hugged him tightly as his shoulders began to tremble from crying, and Raeger enveloped both of them in his arms and placed a kiss on the top of Avery's head.

He had forgotten that, only a few years ago, Raeger had lost his own grandfather, and his mother two years prior to that. Surely, the chef knew exactly what the two young farmers were going through. Though Eda hadn't been their blood, they had both been taken under her wing and both of them had grown close to her as a result. Klaus briefly wished he'd had that sort of bond with his own parents, but quickly shook away that feeling. He'd spent enough time dwelling upon the regrets he had regarding his family when he learned his parents had both died in an accident while traveling when he was in his second year of college. It did no good for him to dredge up those memories.

"You should spend some time with her."

He turned to Marian briefly, then looked back to Avery and her friends and slowly shook his head.

"She needs to be with people who understand what she's going through right now."

"She needs to be with people who care about her right now," Marian argued. "And I think she really needs you."

"Why me?" Klaus wondered, finally tearing his gaze away from the scene before them. Marian hesitated, looking guilty for a moment before finally speaking.

"I... overheard some of what Eda said to Avery in her final moments," he admitted, earning a glare of disapproval from Klaus. "I wasn't eavesdropping, I just looked in to see how things were going. But, anyway... Your name was mentioned."

"By Avery?"

"By Eda," Marian corrected.

Klaus began to shift uncomfortably on his feet. What had the old woman said to her about him? Had she warned Avery about him and told her to stay away? He hadn't exactly been a model citizen prior to when he ran away, but ever since he'd come back to town he'd done everything in his power to make up for his behavior as a teenager.

"That doesn't mean she needs me," he said, shaking his head.

"She does, Klaus," Marian insisted. "Out of everyone in town, I'm certain you're the only person who will give her the comfort she needs."

"And by 'comfort,' you mean...?" Klaus wondered, raising an eyebrow. Marian chuckled and clapped him on the shoulder.

"That's an idea, but not exactly what I was getting at, this time," he said, smiling a moment longer before his expression once more turned serious. "No... I think she just needs someone to hold her and tell her things are going to be all right."

"Raeger can do that."

"Raeger would default to that other sort of comforting we were just discussing," Marian reminded him. "Do you really want that to happen?"

Klaus tensed at the very notion that Raeger would take advantage of Avery's grief for his own benefit, but he knew Marian was right. He'd been guilty of the same crime on a few occasions, himself. Shaking his head, he looked to where Avery had been standing with Raeger and Fritz, and found the three of them had already departed.

"Go," Marian urged him. Klaus hesitated a moment, then took off in the direction of the road leading out of town and into the mountains. Agate stopped him as he was about to begin the trek to Avery's farm, and asked him to let her know that she would look after the animals for her that day and for as long as she needed. Klaus thanked her for her kind offer and suggested she do the same for Fritz, which she assured him she had already done.

Once she had left, Klaus remained standing in the spot, staring at the small footbridge that led over the nearby river to the land shared by Fritz and Giorgio. He wasn't sure if it would be too forward, but he knew it was customary to bring something to the bereaved when paying a visit and he thought that, perhaps, some flowers would help to brighten Avery's mood. Before he could talk himself out of it, he crossed the bridge and made his way to Giorgio's farm.

The flamboyant farmer was surprised to see him, but welcomed him in with a smile. Klaus explained the purpose for his visit, and Giorgio immediately set to work gathering together a bouquet of white roses. Klaus asked if he had any lilies left, knowing they thrived best in the summer, and luckily he did. He was about to add some other items for color when Klaus stopped him.

"No lavender," he said, reaching out to place a hand over the vase holding sprigs of the purple plant. Giorgio pouted a bit but refrained from using the lavender, and instead tied the pure white bouquet with a purple ribbon before handing it over.

"What do I owe you?" Klaus wondered, reaching into his pocket.

"On the house," Giorgio insisted with a shake of his head. "Please, tell Avery I'm sorry for her loss and that we'll all miss Madam Eda."

Klaus nodded and thanked him, then finally set off to Avery's farm. He passed by Veronica and Gunther along the way, and overheard them talking about erecting some sort of memorial in Eda's honor on her land. It was a lovely idea, and he was sure Avery wouldn't mind. They all shared a polite hello, but otherwise didn't stop to converse with one another, and soon Klaus found himself before Avery's door. He knocked and, as he waited for her to answer, looked around at her farm. It was his first time there, despite the two of them having spent as much time as they had together, and he was impressed by what she had accomplished in less than a year. The field was mostly bare, as it was the beginning of the season, but she had planted two rows of various fruit trees just outside her front door. Two barns were nearby – most likely one for her cows and another for sheep – and on the other side of the house was a small coop for chickens and rabbits and a second, slightly larger building bearing a sign with the phrase 'Beware of Cat' above the door.

"Hey, Klaus."

Klaus blinked in surprise when Raeger opened the door, wiping off his hands on a dish towel. The younger man stepped aside and nodded toward the interior of the house, and Klaus hesitated before entering.

"She's over on the bed," Raeger informed him, closing the door and returning to the kitchen, where he had several different types of vegetables laid out on a cutting board.

Klaus looked over to the bed on the other side of the room. Sure enough, Avery was sitting there with her legs crossed, holding what appeared to be a bowl of oatmeal with fruit. She was sullenly stirring the contents of the bowl, occasionally lifting a spoonful and letting it drop back into the bowl, but not eating any of it. Klaus slowly approached her and placed a hand on her shoulder. She looked up at him, finally noticing his presence in her home, and he knelt next to her and wordlessly handed her the bouquet of flowers. She set aside her bowl and took the flowers from him, smiling weakly as she thanked him, and he sat next to her on the bed.

"You need to eat, Avery," Raeger called from the kitchen, having seen her put the bowl on the bedside table.

"I'm not hungry," she argued, holding the flowers up and inhaling their sweet scent.

Raeger sighed. "Klaus, talk some sense into her. I know she's grieving, but she needs to keep her strength up."

"He's right," Klaus agreed. "You really should eat something."

"I'm not hungry," Avery repeated, her eyes flashing angrily as she looked from Klaus to Raeger and back. "So back off!"

"How are you going to take care of your animals on an empty stomach?" Raeger asked her.

"Agate offered to take care of them for her for as long as she needs," Klaus informed them, and Raeger glared at him.

"Thanks, Klaus," he muttered sarcastically, returning to preparing the meal he was making.

The three of them remained silent after that, and Klaus simply watched Avery enjoy her flowers while Raeger continued chopping vegetables and throwing them into a pot. After a bit, he reached out and tucked some of her hair behind her ear, and she raised her gaze to his. Her eyes were a bit puffy and bloodshot from crying, and there were circles under them like she hadn't slept well the previous night.

"Okay," Raeger finally said, sighing as he placed a lid on top of the pot he'd been filling. "I'm going to put this stew in the fridge. All you need to do is put the pot on the stove and heat it up when you're ready to eat, okay?"

Avery nodded and turned on her bed, looking over to him. "Thank you, Raeger."

"I gotta take care of my favorite girl, right?" Raeger replied, flashing a grin over his shoulder as he placed the pot of stew in her refrigerator. Klaus' jaw tightened slightly at the remark, and when Raeger came over to the bed and bent down to kiss her cheek – a gesture which Avery returned – he felt his heart sink.

"I'm going to head over to Fritz's place, now, and cook up something for him," the chef informed them, though Klaus knew it was mostly directed toward her. "If you need me, just come over. I'm sure he won't mind the extra company right now."

"Okay," Avery said, nodding.

"You'll be by the restaurant tomorrow?" he asked, and she nodded again. "Good. If you're not there by three o'clock, though, I'm going to come up here to check on you. Deal?"

"Deal," she agreed with a small chuckle.

Raeger said a quick goodbye to Klaus, then left the two of them alone in her house. As soon as the door had closed behind him, Klaus found himself set upon by the grieving girl sitting next to him on the bed. Avery had set her bouquet aside and thrown her arms around his neck, hugging him tightly. It took him a moment to recover from the surprise caused by her actions, but he slowly wrapped his arms around her and held her close as she rested her head upon his shoulder and let out a shaky breath.

"Thank you," she whispered.

"For what?" he asked her, his voice just as quiet.

"For being here," she told him, tightly gripping the back of his coat. Klaus closed his eyes and nuzzled the top of her head, slowly breathing her in.

"It's not like you were alone. You have Raeger. I was actually surprised to see him here, to be honest," he admitted.

"He's not a bad person," Avery said, shaking her head slightly. "He's a pretty big pervert, but underneath all the flirting and innuendo there's a heart of gold."

"He's good to you," Klaus remarked, closing his eyes to hold back the sadness that was threatening to well up within him.

"He is," she agreed. "Despite the way he is, I think he really just wants someone to truly love him and not just want him for... you know."

Klaus silently nodded. He knew that feeling all too well. He hadn't been much older than Raeger when he finally decided he'd had enough of messing around and wanted something more substantial than a fling. Perhaps the younger man had also come to that realization, thanks to Avery.

With a heavy sigh, he pulled back slightly and pressed a lingering kiss to her forehead. He cared about her more than he would ever admit to another living soul, but he would let her go. He'd made too many mistakes, both in his past and ever since he'd met her. Maybe if he was a braver man, he could take her into his arms and kiss her right then and there. He would have to simply be content with seeing her happy and keeping himself to the big brother role he had originally intended to place himself in with her, though.

He released her and stood from the bed, but she grabbed his hand before he could move away.

"Where are you going?" she asked him, and he found her eyes were full of unshed tears.

"You should rest," he told her, reaching up with his free hand and brushing her hair back from her face once more.

"Stay with me," she pleaded, pulling him back toward her and the bed.

"Avery, I really shouldn't-"

"Please?" she cut off his protest. "Just until I fall asleep."

Klaus started at her silently for a moment, then sat back down on the side of her bed. Avery moved over and laid down, placing herself with her back to the wall, and patted the spot next to her.

"You want me to..?"

Avery nodded, and Klaus hesitated once more. Steeling himself, he stood from the side of her bed and she sat up slightly, her mouth open to protest, but he held up a hand to silence her and began to take off his coat. After carefully folding it over the back of one of the chairs at her dining table, he joined her on the bed and settled on his side so he was facing her. Avery reached for him and ran her hand over his chest, and he shifted a little closer to her, resting her hand upon her hip.

"Eda made me promise her something," she said, avoiding his gaze. "Right before she..."

"What was that?" he wondered, not really wanting to pry but thinking she simply needed to talk about what had happened in order to deal with her feelings.

"She left me her farm so that I could follow my dream."

Klaus smiled and raised his hand to her face, swiping his thumb across her cheek to catch a tear which had begun to fall.

"I think that's a wonderful idea," he told her.

"I don't really have enough saved yet for a proper winery," she protested, shaking her head.

"Start small," he suggested. "Talk to Gunther. I'm sure he could build you a simple press and some aging casks."

Avery nodded, then let out a shaky sigh. "I'm not really sure how to deal with this, Klaus."

"Death is never easy to deal with," he told her, running his hand slowly up and down her arm.

"I was there with her when she... I was the last person to speak to her. I feel like it should have been someone else, like... I didn't deserve to be the last one to see her alive. I mean... Why me? Why not Fritz? She's known him longer. He needed her more, with him being an orphan and all."

Klaus took a slow breath and pondered her questions. He really couldn't speak for Eda, but she needed some sort of answers to help her cope.

"I think she probably saw something of herself in you," he finally said after a long silence. "Perhaps, to her, you were the daughter she never had. Leaving her farm to you was her way of keeping it in the family, as it were. Besides... I knew Madam Eda for a long time, and I'm pretty sure that when you told her about your dream you immediately made up her mind."

"You think so?" Avery wondered.

"She's always been a big-hearted woman, and did whatever she could to help people achieve their dreams. She helped Mistel set up his antiques shop, even though there wasn't really a demand for such a thing in town. She called in a favor to get Lillie the interview which led to her television career. And you didn't hear this from me, but... I have it on good authority that she had something to do with Veronica and her late husband finally getting together after knowing each other for most of their lives as nothing more than friends."

"She was quite the matchmaker, huh?" Avery asked, finally looking up at him. Klaus smiled a little and traced the outline of her face with his fingertips, then returned his hand to its original position on her hip.

"She was," he affirmed with a nod. "And she'll be missed greatly, but I'm sure she's still watching out for all of us, wherever she is right now."

"I hope so," she said quietly, sighing softly as her eyelids began to droop.

Klaus watched her as she slowly fell asleep, waiting until her breathing had evened out before daring to move. Shifting slowly on the bed so as not to jostle her awake, he leaned over her and placed a kiss upon her cheek, then gently rested his forehead against hers.

"Whatever happens," he quietly said to her, "wherever you go and whoever you end up with, I just want you to be happy. You deserve all the happiness in the world. I only wish I could be the one to give that to you."

He pulled away from her and got up from the bed, then retrieved his coat from where he had placed it and put it back on, his eyes never leaving her sleeping face. She looked like a perfect, innocent angel, lying there with her golden hair and fair skin. His heart ached as he looked at her, and he knew he could no longer deny what he felt.

"I love you, Avery," he whispered before left her home, making sure to lock the door so she wouldn't be disturbed.

Raeger let out a sigh and rolled his head back and forth as he dragged his tired ass back home. Since Klaus had shown up at Avery's house, he felt safe in leaving her there alone, but as a result he'd spent all damn day with Fritz, listening to him cry like a baby.

He understood. Really, he did. Fritz didn't have anybody before coming to Oak Tree Town. He was an orphan who drifted from job to job once he finished school, never quite finding his place until he answered the ad Veronica had placed in the city paper looking for farmers. Eda had trained him, just like she trained Avery when she first arrived, and the kindly old woman had quickly become a substitute for the family Fritz never had while growing up.

It still annoyed Raeger a bit that he'd had to act like such an overgrown baby about the whole thing, though. He could have at least shown a little dignity and not blown his nose on his shirt sleeve repeatedly, or tried to calm down enough to the point where Raeger could actually understand what he was going on about rather than having to try to decipher the jumbled mess of sobs and make an accurate guess as to what Fritz needed to hear.

They were friends, however, and just like he'd been there for Avery, Raeger had promised to be there for him. He was just glad that Fritz had finally fallen asleep so he could go home and get some rest. After all, he had to open the restaurant in less than ten hours, which meant he needed to be up in six to begin his usual prep work.

The door of the restaurant was finally in sight when he suddenly found himself grabbed from behind and dragged over to the outside wall of the building. He winced when his back hit the brick, and almost immediately an arm was pressed across his throat. Raeger struggled, reaching up with both hands to claw at the arm that was pressing just hard enough against his windpipe to make breathing painful – but not impossible – for him. He looked up at his attacker and his blue eyes went wide with shock.

"Klaus?!"

The older man's golden eyes were mere slits, his mouth set in a firm scowl, and Raeger felt even more panicked. Klaus had a good four or five inches on him and was solidly built under that dandy exterior of his. The man could easily kick his ass if he wanted to, though Raeger really had no idea what sort of problem he had with him.

"I am only going to say this once, Raeger, and I want you to listen well," Klaus said, his voice low and growling. He waited for Raeger's nod before continuing.

"I know exactly what kind of man you are. I used to be you. But that's why I also know that, sometimes, men like us can change."

Raeger's brow furrowed in confusion and he raised up on his toes, attempting to relieve some of the pressure on his windpipe.

"If you want Avery, you had better be thinking with your heart and not your dick," Klaus warned him, leaning in closer, his tone even more menacing. "Because I swear... if you break her heart, I will fucking kill you."

He suddenly stepped back, releasing Raeger but still glowering at the younger man as he slumped to the ground and struggled to pull air back into his lungs. After a moment he turned to walk away, but Rager wasn't about to let him have the last word.

"You asshole!" he called after Klaus, stopping him in his tracks. "Are you really that stupid?"

"What?" Klaus snapped, looking back over his shoulder.

"Or maybe it was a trade-off, eh? You get that uncanny sense of smell, but in exchange you're completely blind."

"What the hell are you on about, Raeger?" Klaus demanded, clenching his hands into fists at his sides.

"There is nothing between me and Avery!" Raeger told him, pulling himself to his feet and leaning back against the wall. "Believe me, Klaus... If I wanted her, I'd have already had her by now."

Klaus turned fully toward him and Raeger smirked. That had gotten his attention.

"Stay away from her," Klaus threatened through clenched teeth, pointing a finger at him.

"Gladly," Raeger agreed. "She's in love with you, anyway."

It filled him with a twisted sense of satisfaction to see the sudden shift in Klaus' demeanor upon hearing those words. The anger quickly faded to a completely dumbfounded look which made the perfumer look every bit the fool the younger man had just accused him of being. Raeger expected some sort of retort, or at the very least a denial that Avery could ever have feelings for him, but instead Klaus said nothing. He simply stood there quietly for a moment, then wearily ran a hand over his face and back through his hair before turning on his heel and walking away.
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