His ideal day. An exclusive space, unbothered, able to read, and close to Kaveh⦠but quietly.
He even feels comfortable enough to remove his headset, wanting to hear the sound of his ears brushing against the fabric of Kavehβs shirt. Reaching out to touch his sleeveβ¦
His way of treating Alhaitham was a quiet day at the House of Daena. Kaveh working on his sketches while Alhaitham reads beside him.
The kiss makes him smile.
"Oh? It's unusual to see our Grand Scribe sleeping on the job."
"Please forgive me, Lord Kusanali. I think I might have kept him awake last night by hammering on one of my projects..."
"Hehe. In that case, this sweet dream can be a birthday gift from both of us!β
#Alhaitham
βThere you are.β
Alhaitham says as he presses a hand to Kavehβs back, leaning down to look at him.
βI didnβt mean for you to wait down here. Our date is upstairs.β
Stepping back.
βCome on, letβs go.β
Arriving at Lambadβs. Waiting for @INSCRlPTUS β¦
Heβs dressed up. Hair curled and pinned to the side of his head. A bit of sparkle on his eyelids, and red glossing his lips. Heβs denied a drink from two people now.
Well, thatβs entirely different. I could not tolerate Paimon as a constant presence; though, we all have individuals weβre willing to endure out of love.