A/N: I AM SO SORRY FOR DISAPPEARING I WAS ON A LONG HAITUS. You can find me on a few other sites now so please check out my profile for those links
Klavier stretched out on the futon he had set up years ago with Daryan in the basement, absently strumming his guitar. Years had been spent curled up in the basement with his friend. Years he had never forgotten. The blonde smiled as he looked across to Daryan's treasured guitar, which he kept cleaned and on the wall near his. He strummed a few more random notes, and repeated them again and again, just feeling the strings vibrating under his fingers and relaxing.
After his drive, he had come back to see that Apollo had left a note saying that he was working late tonight, and that there were still leftovers in the fridge for Klavier to eat. "Always looking out for me." Klavier had heated them up, and gone downstairs. He glanced at them, disinterested. They were probably cold by now, he mused, changing notes and humming slightly.
"Achtung... Stupid Krissi." Klavier set the guitar aside and made his way over to his desk, and pulled out some papers from under his music sheets, sitting down and pulling his glasses on. He had always hated them- it was why he always memorized case info, so he never had to take papers into court, he felt they made him look dorky- and flicked through them.
Every file was an old case that his brother had worked on. Every paper had tons of info and notes. Nothing that Klavier wasn't expecting, of course. Kristoph was always a perfectionist when it came to work. Just as Klavier was when it came to his music. The blonde frowned and turned his computer on, staring at the files as he waited for things to boot up. He yawned slightly and flipped a few pages, studying them with a frown and picking up his highlighter.
It was a few minutes later he felt a cold nose touch his hand where it had fallen to his side. "Mnnh... Vongole no." Klavier snorted tiredly and moved his hand, petting the lab and smiling gently as he lifted his head.
"So, this is where you've been all day." Apollo smiled gently from the stairs and Klavier took his glasses off, rubbing his eyes. The smile faded as the brunette saw the cold leftovers on the table. "… You know, taking a break is a good idea sometimes."
"Coming from you." Klavier joked, turning his chair to look at Apollo. "… When did you get home?"
"A little while ago." Apollo made his way over and pulled Klavier to his feet, making sure to keep his gaze off the others papers as he realized they weren't music sheets. "I thought you never brought your work down here? This was your "musical sanctuary"?" He quoted, and the blonde shrugged with a small grin. "… Alright, Mr. Gavin. Up those stairs. You need to eat and get some rest." He said sternly.
"If you're getting into bed with me afterword's then I definitely will." Klavier shook his hips as he headed up the stairs, winking over his shoulders. He didn't miss the blush that spread across Apollo's cheeks, or the fact that he was quick to call Vongole up the stairs after him as he followed Klavier up the stairs for food.
If Apollo would have looked at all the notes he would have seen that a few of the files on Klavier's desk had more than one name on the files that had been highlighted before the blonde had fallen asleep. He still thought about it in the future, that maybe he could have stopped things earlier, and helped Klavier more than he had. But when Klavier was calling his name the kitchen, he simply shut the door and moved in to hug him and help him make a quick dinner before bed.