[ He finds himself quick to relax in response to Alhaitham's words. They're oddly soothing, even coming from someone like the scribe who really does prefer to say exactly as he meansβ And perhaps that's why. As much as Alhaitham's honesty put a wedge between them years ago, as much as it can frustrate the hell out of him at times, it's something Kaveh has come to expect, something almost soothing because he knows if the taller man thought he was truly to blame, he would say so.
He still doesn't agree that he should leave others to their own devices and let them struggle where he could otherwise help, and he never will, but he's grown enough to acknowledge that, at the very least, Alhaitham understands him.
And somehow, despite having seen the absolute worst of him, the other man hasn't left.
It's enough knowledge to let Kaveh relax into him, that smile only broadening as Alhaitham's hand shifts into his hair, as the other wraps around to hold him close, as that deep voice takes a decidedly deeper pitch in time with his words. The blonde's own hands move to frame the sharp lines of the scribe's jaw, and a note of teasing leeches into his smile, into the laugh he offers as he considers the serious expression on the others' face. ]
Mm. Maybe. Only if it doesn't bother you. [ While he may not know that Alhaitham was left uncomfortable from tonight, he does remember the morning after his last outburst, the surprise in response to Kaveh's admission that he found the other's jealousy attractive. ] If it does, there are always other ways to get your attention.
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He still doesn't agree that he should leave others to their own devices and let them struggle where he could otherwise help, and he never will, but he's grown enough to acknowledge that, at the very least, Alhaitham understands him.
And somehow, despite having seen the absolute worst of him, the other man hasn't left.
It's enough knowledge to let Kaveh relax into him, that smile only broadening as Alhaitham's hand shifts into his hair, as the other wraps around to hold him close, as that deep voice takes a decidedly deeper pitch in time with his words. The blonde's own hands move to frame the sharp lines of the scribe's jaw, and a note of teasing leeches into his smile, into the laugh he offers as he considers the serious expression on the others' face. ]
Mm. Maybe. Only if it doesn't bother you. [ While he may not know that Alhaitham was left uncomfortable from tonight, he does remember the morning after his last outburst, the surprise in response to Kaveh's admission that he found the other's jealousy attractive. ] If it does, there are always other ways to get your attention.