"Love?"
"Out here,"
"You're missing the party," Klaus told the blonde vision on his balcony sprawled on a lawn chair and looking at the night sky with a glass of champagne dangling from her fingers. She looked beautiful, her red dress splayed around her and highlighting the ivory of her skin.
"And you're missing the view," she retorted easily, turning to grin at him.
"That I am." He agreed, coming to sit beside her and stealing her glass to take a swig. "Why are you out here?"
"It's a gorgeous night out," she replied, rolling her head back against the chair to face the sky again.
"Ah. How about the real reason this time?"
"It's our anniversary. I mean, the party's great, I planned it myself, of course it is, but you know, I just wanted to have a moment to take it all in. Five years isn't as long as it used to be and I just wanted to stop for a second and remember this."
Klaus nodded in assent, knowing what she meant. She didn't want the years to fly by and for everything to become a blur. He knew her well enough to know that she'd like to savour their milestones. Smiling to himself, he reached out a hand to her. Caroline gave him a confused glance, before placing her hand is his and letting him pull her to her feet. He dragged her to him gently, and placed a hand on the exposed skin of her back, letting her wrap an arm around his shoulders.
Together, they swayed to the faint strums of the music from downstairs under the night sky, neither saying a word, both content to just be.