Is it not an improvement on assuming I know the answer without even voicing the question? [ alhaitham responds without as much as a pause, tone even but words light. he wasn't one to self-deprecate to elicit humour, so such banter could be easily chalked down to the fact that perhaps the scribe is somewhat relieved that kaveh has returned in a single piece. well, a single piece and three extra pieces. ] If not, I can simply go back to doing that. It's much more efficient.
[ they enter the bathroom - kept uncharacteristically clean, for once - but they're not alone as alhaitham sits the other down on the flat edge of the stone bath. unsurprisingly, the foxes had come along for the journey as if to make sure this new person wasn't going to do anything untoward to their rescuer, the feisty one in particular giving the scribe a pointed side-eye as it jumps up to sit next to kaveh and settles. as for the other two, they sneak around the bathroom sniffing everything, and alhaitham tries not to pay too much attention to the noise of things being knocked over in the background as the blonde continues to plead their case.
crossing his arms over his chest, he listens and watches as (and, mind you, alhaitham's still not quite sure how kaveh manages to work himself up to such a degree in the most mundane of conversations) the plight of the three animals is laid bare in great detail. raising an eyebrow at the sheer ludicrousness of the scene before him - his partner, dusty and moderately injured, choking on the emotion that the scribe might evict the foxes without a second thought instead of seeing to himself -
alhaitham lets out a short sigh as the request finally comes. it's not that he's against the idea of the animals inside the house, at least not completely - he'd never had a pet before in his life to compare such a commitment to - but it was both endearing and frustrating that kaveh still hadn't straightened out his priority list. ]
If I say yes, will you calm down and let me look at you?
[ he asks simply, turning towards the bathroom cabinet to kneel down and retrieve the first aid kit that was kept inside. one of the foxes promptly sneaks into the cabinet and lies down, causing alhaitham to frown at it before resuming his duties and opening the kit up on the floor. ]
They can stay, if that's what it's going to take. [ a brief pause, the scribe looking back up at kaveh with a devastatingly serious expression on his face; ]
[ When Alhaitham's question comes, Kaveh feels his shoulders sag in relief. Even before the scribe's agreement, the blonde knows him well enough to recognize that it's coming; he nods his own acquiescence even as the other man turns away to fetch the first aid kit, and while the fox's antics are met with a frown by his lover, Kaveh finds himself having to hide a smile behind a handโ one that becomes impossible to hide when Alhaitham actually agrees, even adds the caveat that their new charges have to stay away from the books.
He laughs gently in the face of that devastating seriousness, leaning to press a sweet kiss to the corner of the scribe's mouth before his hand drifts to idly pat the fox curled up by his side. ]
Maybe this will teach you to pick them up off the floor, [ he teases, but then his expression softens. ] Thank you, Alhaitham.
[ Because all Kaveh can wonder, truthfully and honestly, is how he managed to get so lucky. Despite approaching things in all the wrong ways, nearly breaking them in two over and over, he's found himself with the person he loves, the one person whom, despite his grumbling, puts up with the intricacies of Kaveh's character. Someone whom, somehow, is just as lost without him as he is without them. ]
Maybe, [ he says, ] this is a good time to talk about that thing from before... about having a family.
[ Except that realistically, it's probably actually not a good time. He needs to be patched up, and there are three new charges in their life who need names, and probably training, and they have to work out what food is best for them to eat, andโ andโ andโ
And now is the perfect time, Kaveh thinks, because it's him, and Alhaithamโ
He blinks, slow and sure, and the fox at his side nips at his hand, a soft pain that draws him back into reality, into the moment and away from the cloudiness of the daydreams. ]
I'm a little woozy, [ he admits, as if he hadn't just proposed an important conversation. ]
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[ they enter the bathroom - kept uncharacteristically clean, for once - but they're not alone as alhaitham sits the other down on the flat edge of the stone bath. unsurprisingly, the foxes had come along for the journey as if to make sure this new person wasn't going to do anything untoward to their rescuer, the feisty one in particular giving the scribe a pointed side-eye as it jumps up to sit next to kaveh and settles. as for the other two, they sneak around the bathroom sniffing everything, and alhaitham tries not to pay too much attention to the noise of things being knocked over in the background as the blonde continues to plead their case.
crossing his arms over his chest, he listens and watches as (and, mind you, alhaitham's still not quite sure how kaveh manages to work himself up to such a degree in the most mundane of conversations) the plight of the three animals is laid bare in great detail. raising an eyebrow at the sheer ludicrousness of the scene before him - his partner, dusty and moderately injured, choking on the emotion that the scribe might evict the foxes without a second thought instead of seeing to himself -
alhaitham lets out a short sigh as the request finally comes. it's not that he's against the idea of the animals inside the house, at least not completely - he'd never had a pet before in his life to compare such a commitment to - but it was both endearing and frustrating that kaveh still hadn't straightened out his priority list. ]
If I say yes, will you calm down and let me look at you?
[ he asks simply, turning towards the bathroom cabinet to kneel down and retrieve the first aid kit that was kept inside. one of the foxes promptly sneaks into the cabinet and lies down, causing alhaitham to frown at it before resuming his duties and opening the kit up on the floor. ]
They can stay, if that's what it's going to take. [ a brief pause, the scribe looking back up at kaveh with a devastatingly serious expression on his face; ]
- but they stay away from the books.
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He laughs gently in the face of that devastating seriousness, leaning to press a sweet kiss to the corner of the scribe's mouth before his hand drifts to idly pat the fox curled up by his side. ]
Maybe this will teach you to pick them up off the floor, [ he teases, but then his expression softens. ] Thank you, Alhaitham.
[ Because all Kaveh can wonder, truthfully and honestly, is how he managed to get so lucky. Despite approaching things in all the wrong ways, nearly breaking them in two over and over, he's found himself with the person he loves, the one person whom, despite his grumbling, puts up with the intricacies of Kaveh's character. Someone whom, somehow, is just as lost without him as he is without them. ]
Maybe, [ he says, ] this is a good time to talk about that thing from before... about having a family.
[ Except that realistically, it's probably actually not a good time. He needs to be patched up, and there are three new charges in their life who need names, and probably training, and they have to work out what food is best for them to eat, andโ andโ andโ
And now is the perfect time, Kaveh thinks, because it's him, and Alhaithamโ
He blinks, slow and sure, and the fox at his side nips at his hand, a soft pain that draws him back into reality, into the moment and away from the cloudiness of the daydreams. ]
I'm a little woozy, [ he admits, as if he hadn't just proposed an important conversation. ]