A/N: Because I don't have a fic that starts with 'K' :P
He was the most klutzy person she had ever met. She didn't care, though, except when he would run into cabinets full of papers or into the wall. It was an annoying quirk at first, but she got used to it. She would smile whenever he fell over backwards on accident. However, just to be nice, she would help him up. The two would giggle if he would tug on her and make her fall down. The two were inseparable. They couldn't live without each other – they loved each other too much.
If she smiled, he smiled; she cried, he cried; if one did the other, they would do the other (or vice versa).
She didn't care if he was klutzy – she loved him too much.