#《⭒✩⭒ || verse: main (kaveh) 》

[house-of-tales]

@virtuallghosts

As ruas de Fontaine são realmente muito bonitas, especialmente decoradas. Nem mesmo alguém como Alhaitham pode negar isso, logo ele que tem zero tato para decoração. De qualquer forma, já era muito ele ter conseguido manobrar sua vinda para Fontaine...coisa que deve ter deixado um gosto amargo na boca de muita gente. Exceto de Nahida. Ela devia ter achado graça.

De qualquer forma, não havia ainda perguntado para Kaveh o que ele pensava de sua presença ali, e especialmente de sua fantasia. Havia seguido sua recomendação, e foi de vampiro, mas um vampiro meio...decotado. Em parte estava sim apostando na ideia de que o loiro achava seu corpo atraente, em parte era a fantasia que mais havia lhe agradado mesmo. Não precisava cortar um buraco para sua joia, afinal. E ele havia se dedicado até mesmo a colocar presas e sangue falso, veja só.

"E então, o que acha? Um vampiro digno de morder seu pescoço?"

[howthesleeplesswander]

@vattghcrn continued from here! ((these boys are going on a desert adventure 😤🙌))

"Oh, ha-ha," Kaveh said with a roll of his eyes. "And people think witchers don't have a sense of humor. You could wear some color along with all that armor, you know. Personally, I think you'd look rather handsome in rich greens. Something like a nice olive or dark pine—oh, or even juniper!"

He took a moment to study the brilliant gold of Geralt's eyes that practically glowed beneath the desert sun. Definitely green, the artist nodded to himself. "It could even be like camouflage if you had contracts in the forest. Color isn't just for aesthetics—it can have practical applications, too!"

But Geralt eventually gave a serious response, to which Kaveh simply scoffed. The only reason the witcher would trek this far out into the desert was if there was a job to be done. Honestly he could hardly imagine what kind of monster was lurking in the sand that even the Guardian of Aaru Village couldn't handle.

"The last time I ventured into the desert I passed out from the heat," he admitted with a grimace. "I was out for hours; I didn't come to until it was nighttime and the air had cooled off. It's a miracle I didn't get sunburned to death!" Not that he regretted the actions that led to that consequence. Winning the Interdarshan Championship would've rung hollow if he hadn't gotten those desert foxes to safety first.

"I wouldn't call 'passing out' fun or a way to change things up." And yet, a silent moment passed where Kaveh squinted out at the distant dunes before heaving a dramatic sigh. "Fine, alright—but don't forget that you promised to help me collect some henna berries! I'm down to the last few drops of my favorite red paint, and I can't make more without them."

[glacialswordsman-a]

DISTRACT / HIT (ooc. I told you Kaveh gotta suffer :P )

prompt [DISTRACT] The sender distracts the opponent, drawing their attention away from the receiver's upcoming maneuver. [HIT] The sender intentionally takes a hit from the opponent, creating an opportunity for the receiver to counterattack.

When Kaeya had been warned about the dangers of the desert, he expected the heat to be absolutely sweltering paired with the usual presence of hilichurls. He was prepared for both, wearing light clothing that still covered his skin properly, and he knew that hilichurls would not be a problem—but what he found out was that there was a lot more to it.

The desert is one of the most diverse biomes out there. Non-natives of the desert always seemed to believe that it was an arid wasteland with nothing to it, but no. It was teeming with life, from humanoid, to bestial, to even mechanical. He knew he shouldn’t have underestimated locale, considering he has read up on it quite often, and yet here he was anyway, facing off against a wenut that they encroached the territory of.

At the very least, he was not facing this predator alone. Kaveh, ever so kind, had come along with Kaeya out of his own volition. When the Mondstadtian mentioned wanting to visit the desert in hopes of locating…something, it appeared that the architect was adverse in allowing him to go alone. Thus, here they were now, dancing along the sand clumsily as they attempted to avoid the wenut that was breaching the spots where they stood, trying to impale them.

It was difficult trying to find good footing with how slippery the dunes were, and it was exhausting them rather quickly. The heat of the sun beating down on them certainly didn’t help, and they were both quickly getting worse for wear. Kaeya himself was already sporting some wounds, his clothes torn here and there as blood trailed after him, which seemed to only frenzy the apex predator further. His mind was running miles per second, attempting to figure out just what could be done ASAP before they both become victims of the treacherous fauna of the desert.

However, what he didn’t expect was for Kaveh to create an opening…in the most perilous manner possible.

The architect practically offered himself up towards the sandworm by sprinting closest to it, slicing at its drill with his claymore to gain its attention. The beast shrieked, focusing on the Sumerian as it pulled itself out of the sand. It towered over Kaveh, and Kaeya immediately felt dread in the pit of his stomach. He rushed in to try and pull the architect out of harm’s way, desperate to defend the vulnerable architect. Kaeya may thoroughly enjoy putting his cavalry company through the wringer when it comes to missions, but Kaveh is not a part of his company!

It was clear that Kaveh knew how to stand his own and fight, using his claymore with impeccable precision and flawlessly using Mehrak to his benefit, but he was one mere man! Thus, was he at a disadvantage, as the wenut swept its massive tail towards Kaveh, slamming into his side and hurtling him away with its brute strength.

“Kaveh!” Kaeya cried out, gritting his teeth. Using whatever strength he had left in his legs, no thanks to the sand, he leapt towards the sandworm as his Favonia Aquila imbued and reinforced itself with his cryo, sharpening its point further with deadly rime. Lethal icicles formed around him before shooting out like harpoons, impaling through the wenut’s body every which way, while Kaeya landed atop its head and pierced his sword through the armor that had thoroughly protected it before.

The creature released a blood-curdling screech, attempting to fling the Mondstadtian off its head, but Kaeya remained firm and dug his sword further and further, the sickening sound of cracking and squelching prominent in his ears. He hung on for dear life while the beast thrashed, but eventually, it soon fell limp and crashed down onto the sand, forcing him to let go so he could tuck and roll away safely.

Panting heavily, he squinted towards the massive sandworm and waited to see if it would move again, but all he saw were the twitches of a fresh kill. Only after he knew it was really dead did he search frantically for Kaveh, spotting the blond sprawled a way’s away from the site of their skirmish. Forcing himself back upright, his legs burned as he sprinted over to the architect’s side, his hands hovering over him in concern as he inspected him closer to check for any external wounds. It appeared he was about the same when it came to superficial injuries, but he knew that tail must have hurt him a lot more. He’s afraid of there being internal trauma, thus causing him to hesitate in picking him up or even moving him. He wasn’t about to risk exacerbating any injuries, not unless Kaveh was actually awake and lucid enough to tell him what was wrong.

“Kaveh—Kaveh, are you alright? Can you hear me? Do you know if anything is broken?”

[wcrden]

@basbousah asked: ♡ surprise me: kaveh or alhaitham 👀 ➠ send ♡ to see what wrio thinks of you. | accepting !

●●●●○ | ATTRACTION ○○○○○ | AFFECTION ●●●○○ | INTEREST ○○○○○ | LOYALTY ○○○○○ | TRUST

LOW | ●●●●● | HIGH

❛  i'd  say  you're  more  my  type  than  the  scribe—  but  we're  not  particularly  acquainted,  so.  ❜

[house-of-tales]

"Acho bom que sobreviva, se não terei que cancelar meus planos" teve que implicar... se não implicasse, não seria Alhaitham. Ao menos não seria Alhaitham ao lado de Kaveh "Está um dia bom, não tem porque não aproveitar com um bom chá. Pode ser."

— Como assim vai manter me curioso? Eu hein... — Pior que não suspeita de nada, acha que isso é um traço de mistério do Alhaitham. — Tá.... Eu posso sobreviver com isso. Tá afim de tomar um cházinho?

[house-of-tales]

@virtuallghosts

"Como vão os negócios?" parecia uma pergunta simples, mas vindo de Alhaitham especialmente quando o cliente de Kaveh estava bem ali era no mínimo estranha. Mas pelo o que havia ouvido conforme se aproximava, parecia bem necessária.

[hancfubuki]

@inardescere && Kaveh:

From here.

Truth to be told, Alhaitham didn't buy the story about Kaveh wanting to win the TCG game. Both of them were competitive, especially when they were confronted by each other, but TCG was very far from the nature of their usual competitions. Still, he knew he could win with closed eyes. Alcohol was usually not a problem either, the Scribe had an extremely and ridiculously high tolerance that made other wonder if he, truly, was human, allowing him to drink lots of booze without having to worry about the burden of being drunk or even experiment a hangover the next day. He, whatsoever, has noticed himself acting a bit more laid back than before. Haitham has always been an inflexible individual. He does as he pleases, doesn't listen to orders, respects his own boundaries and make sure others respect them as well. Unless of course, you are Kaveh. Who knows what got in his head tonight, perhaps the sweet taste of Lambad's new wine, the fact he doesn't care if he spends millions of mora in one go, or how tremendously gorgeous Kaveh looked under the moonlight that peeked through the tavern's window.

Goblet behind goblet, turning into bottles. The spirit of competition getting inside his body. Oh, right. It was a bet.

'I could win against you even in a drunken status.'

Haitham didn't like to heavily drink in public, he liked the comfort of his home, where he could spill wine on the carpet as he jumps over Kaveh and drags him down to kiss him all night. Something he could do in public without caring, as public indecency seemed to be one of his favorite activities while Kaveh fed that behavior. And so, the scribe blinks, and all he can see on his lap is the beautiful blonde he was admiring from his seat located at the other side of the table. The prettiest man alive in Teyvat. He blinks again, lashes fluttering to stabilize his gaze, not allowing it to get blurry. Hands gripping on his thighs, nails clawing on the fabric, knowing the skin underneath should be looking red right now. Haitham was not able to compliment him a lot in the past, as the architect would get uncomfortable. That would have damage the strange arrange they used to have. But now he is free to do so, taking every chance he got in order to tell Kaveh what he truly thinks of him, how he sees him, how much he admires him in a daily basis, and to remind him that he will always be the subject of his thoughts throughout the day.

"I made a bet, didn't I?" Haitham is quick to retort. An arrogant undertone in his voice, yet the pink flush on his cheeks keeps demonstrating that he is not fully on all his senses. Still, he can argue back, act like the brat he truly is despite enjoying the full attention he is receiving from his lover. Ah... Being so cocky and confident right now. It was reminiscent of their days at Akademiya, when Kaveh used to be taller and a little bit more dominant than now. Pulling his chin up to separate him from whatever book he was reading, only to proceed to call him a 'good boy' when he reacted obediently.

'It's bad courtesy not to look at someone's face when they are talking to you.'

Alhaitham's lips parted in awe, staring directly into the cocky smile the architect has. He surrenders to the motion, allowing Kaveh to do as he pleases as he simply stares, admires quietly for a moment, finding himself unable to reply back, guess he doesn't have to be a brat all the time. His head tilts, feeling the soft lips on his jawline , moving to his ear as the sensation of his breath against his skin sends tingles down his spine.

"It does." He replies with honesty. No complaints, no witty comments. Almost as if he was in some kind of trance, completely hypnotized at the sight of this cocky Kaveh that barely appeared recently. "You make me happy." For a moment, he forgets about his surroundings, where they are, as the space becomes blank and his eyes only focus on Kaveh. Moving his head, silently asking for his head be pet, hold his hair, or pull it, whatever. His arms wrap around his frame, hands softly squeezing the sides of his waist, perfectly fitting in his palms, perfect for him. "Am I good for you?"

[c-h-pictures]

Genshin Characters Pub Quiz Capabilities: Team 5ggrevate

Team Swirl (Faruzan, Dehya, Dunyarzad, Nilou, Hat Guy)

Basing on the standard pub quiz for ease

Round 1: General knowlege/trivia

Round 2: Science

Round 3: Photo round

Round 4: Sport

Round 5: Maths (Optional)

Round 6: Pop culture

Tighnari

Round 1: 4-6/10

The general knowledge required for being a forest ranger is very different to that of someone living in the city.

Round 2: 6-8/10

Score varies on how many biology questions pop up. He can get about half of the chemistry and alchemy, struggles with physics or geology.

Round 3: 5-6/10

He recognises plants, fungi and animals easily, can often figure out rural locations based on the plants. He struggles more with urban locations. Rarely recognises celebrities.

Round 4: 1-2/10

Maybe he heard about things from the other forest rangers, but he probably forgot it by the time it came to the quiz. Unless its archery related. He knows everytihng that happens in the archery world. But that very rarely comes up.

Round 5: 6-7/10

Can do most pure maths, can work his way through applied maths but takes some time. Often catches his mistakes.

Round 6: 3-8/10

Some things don't spread to Ghandharva Ville, so it's very dependable on how much he was in the city recently.

Overall score: 25-37/60

Haitham

Round 1: 7-8/10

He picks up a lot of random facts during work and reading which he remembers.

Round 2: 4-5/10

Has a standard level of knowledge for all sciences, but nothing too in depth.

Round 3: 6-7/10

Recognises most locations and can usually get half the animals. Struggles with plants, may struggle with rural locations outside of Sumeru.

Round 4: 2-3/10

He hears discussions about athletes in the House of Daena, but he doesn't know enough to match their names to the sport.

Round 5: 4-6/10

Can do pure easily, doesn't really know equations for applied. Often catches his mistakes.

Round 6: 6-7/10

Picks up on a lot from people chatting in the Akademiya.

Overall score: 29-36/60

Cyno

Round 1: 5-7/10

Similar to Tighnari, in that his general knowledge is rather different to those from the city, but he's there more often.

Round 2: 7-9/10

High knowledge of chemistry, alchemy and geology, decent at biology because of Tighnari.

Round 3: 6-8/10

Recognises most locations and buildings, a good amount of animals, some plants.

Round 4: 4-6/10

Has some conversations with colleagues and keeps up to date on some sports when he's in the city for longer periods.

Round 5: 6-8/10

Find pure easy, can get through some applied questions. May miss some mistakes.

Round 6: 6-8/10

Picks up on most things through work, score depends on which area of Sumeru the questions focus on and which area he's been in more.

Overall score: 34-46/60

Sethos

Round 1: 2-4/10

His random knowledge of specific facts largely applies to things no one in the city would ever know, unfortunately for his quiz score.

Round 2: 5-7/10

Has a similar level of knowledge of all sciences, but not of a very high level.

Round 3: 7-9/10

Recognises most locations and buildings, recognises desert animals and plants, recognises some people.

Round 4: 3-8/10

Depends entirely on what he's heard in the city recently.

Round 5: 4-7/10

Can do pure and some applied, but may miss mistakes.

Round 6: 4-5/10

Largely limited to news in the desert.

Overall score: 25-40/60

Kaveh

Round 1: 7-8/10

On his own, he knows less random facts than Haitham, but he then learns more from Haitham.

Round 2: 6-8/10

Standard knowledge of each main science, but more in depth for physics and engineering.

Round 3: 4-6/10

Recognises most people and buildings, some rural locations and animals, occasional plants.

Round 4: 2-3/10

Occasionally picks up knowledge from clients.

Round 5: 10/10

Well versed in pure and applied maths, triple checks working.

Round 6: 5-7/10

Keeps up pretty well through chatting with clients and friends throughout the day.

Overall score: 34-42/60

[house-of-tales]

"Sim, mas tudo o que especificamente? O castiçal que você serviu ou o fato de que o Kaveh grudou tipo um bebê só que na teta do Alhaitham, ao invés de ser na mãe dele?" a falta de escrúpulos, pelo amor da Arconte! "Ele nem pensou duas vezes, bem que dizem que quando se cresce, se quer leitinho de outro lugar mesmo."

"Vão perguntar sim, ainda mais na minha presença. Nem inventa querer beber se for menor de idade."

" Você sabe, tipo, tudo. Tudo aquilo que já te contei, e já falei pro Alhaitham também. Eu não ficaria com raiva à toa, Cyno. Será que se eu pedir bebida vão perguntar minha idade aqui também? "

[lexisism]

long post below for those of you interested... sorry if its too indulgentfiiakd

kavexis was quite literally love and first mention, I remember being so hyped and fangirling over him when he was merely known as "alhaithams roommate" and going crazy over the leaks. then his first appearance came out and I HADN'T SHUT UP ABOUT IT... to transfer this as in-verse I view it as me falling for the unknown creator of the loveliest art pieces i've ever seen (I view us meeting right before his academia graduation). so right off the bat admirer x artist

. . . i feel like the most intricate details of kavexis is our compatibility. He's an architect and artist, I'm a photographer and writer. within this verse for myself, we're perfectly imperfect. Muses of each other, he got me back into writing, he almost even encouraged it through my imagination, and in return I view myself as a muse of him, he makes me feel pretty.

. . . kaveh is also the embodiment of perfection to me, everything I want in a partner is in him, whatever headcanons that are came up with make sense for him, and make me love him all the more. He is almost the creation of how I want to be loved in my life, a love that I yearn for is within him

. . . our similar experiences make it so easy to confide in him. our trauma is almost exactly the same, absent and dead parent who love you. he is pretty much my ultimate comfort, in all shapes and forms. he makes me feel loved just by existing in my conscience, us being so similar also makes me feel worthy of being loved. we're both emotional and care way too much, but at the same time we pick up eachothers weaknesses and help flourish eachothers strengths!!

. . . more in-verse stuff, kavexis is peak romanticism. lovesick journal entries, drawing someone from mindless memory, taking photos of someone in authentic moments, dancing together in the embrace of natural light, picking flowers and passing hidden meanings in eachothers eyes, late nights together, bashful blushing, love at first sight!! ??? yeah... I view kavexis as classic literature romance.. utter poetry

. . . some of my favorite aesthetic tropes we get with is sun x moon / love at first sight / age difference / height difference / brunette x blonde . kavexis is also quite a domestic selfship, waking up together, cooking and baking, sitting outside on the porch...,,, laying on his lap in a field of flowers........

. . . finally our main lore,,, love at first sight -> pining -> confessions -> becoming eachothers worlds -> making eachother better ( kavexis is more modern romanticism ! while verali is far more flavorful and theatric tragedy )

[barbietos]

Welcome! <3

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I might not end up posting much here at all since it entirely depends on my motivation!

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I'll probably actually start using this blog super late, but it's set up now, yippeeeee...

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[house-of-tales]

@virtuallghosts:“Tell me what’s been going on. I deserve that much from you.” Kaveh pro Hatao | ask meme

Alhaitham sabia que aquilo chegaria a esse ponto, não tinha como não saber. Dizer o contrário seria um insulto à inteligência de Kaveh, não tinha como ele não perceber que Alhaitham estava ansioso, inquieto, num estado onde qualquer barulho mais alto o deixava nervoso e nitidamente estressado. Já era a segunda vez no dia que ele reagia mal à uma mera porta batendo com um pouco mais de força, seria um milagre se o loiro não reparasse.

"...ando estressado por conta do trabalho, acho. Felizmente devo conseguir voltar ao posto de escriba logo, mas até lá...o estresse está me deixando mais sensível a barulhos do que o normal" como odiava admitir que tinha problemas, especialmente os que não tinham solução simples.

[o-wild-west-wind]

this is as good a time as any to put out my biannual PSA that my main is @whimsicalincivilities, in case anyone is confused as to why an aesthetic blog devoted to sapphic modern art and depressing kaveh akbar verses keeps liking their fandom shitposts. inside me are two wolves and they’re both Franz Kafka.

[hancfubuki]

Kaveh waits for Alhaitham to come, looking up with alcohol flushed cheeks and a dopey smile. He feels good even if he had been sulking at his device just seconds ago. Now, he's scooting aside and patting the sofa, a sign that Alhaitham should sit. When he does, Kaveh reaches out and wraps his arms around his neck, swinging himself right onto his lap sideways. "Perfect," he giggles, nuzzling his cheek against softer ones. Baby soft. What was he supposed to do again? Oh yes, the name. "Husband?"

It was a whim. Seeing that term on the screen of his device, the sudden need to listen to it directly to his ear appeared in a blink of the eye as he started playing hard to get.

He knows the blonde is wasted. Already picturing him, from the comfort of his bed, with his red cheeks and silly smile, giggling softly on the couch and shifting his emotions. It was enough to get him out of the bed. Despite days off meaning an entire day of nap for the Scribe, disturbing his schedule for the blonde has become the norm to him. So he stands up from the bed, stretching his body a bit before going to the living room, only to find Kaveh patting the empty space on the couch. It doesn't take him long to feel his weight on his lap, gladly allowing his hands to run across his body, starting from his hips, going down to his thighs. Caressing every inch of his legs, squishing his ass for a moment as a sign of joy upon hearing such nickname directed at him.

"Again." He whispers softly, a peck placed to the corner of his lips, letting him know it is a reward for being obedient. Though, he feels like listening once more and more. After receiving such gift from Kaveh, the Scribe finds himself eager to get their marital status official. He would be lying if he didn't accept this scenario has been repeating in a loop inside his mind. All he ever wanted as soon as he met Kaveh, and now he has the privilege to listen to it. "Husband..." Alhaitham repeats, faces getting closer as the tip of their noses snuzzle together, butterfly kisses fluttering against his cheeks. "It has a nice ring to it." It's there, barely visible, the blush on his cheeks as his bright eyes stare deeply onto red orbs. He is so mad in love with this man, and he realizes he could listen to him for hours.

[empyreanparadisaea]

@pertinasities

"I think that's more than enough for today. If you have any questions, after lunch I'll be in the main office to take in any questions. Thank you for your time."

A round of applause, murmurs of students and said students leaving the classroom. Kaveh had almost forgotten how it was being back at the Akademiya. He's given presentations before but it was difficult this time. Now he was here as a guest lecturer. Truthfully… it was nerve wracking. Long nights of research for what would be best to talk about. For once the Akademiya had been kind. They offered him any topic as long as it related to his work. It was hard to pin something down for him to speak on. 

If allowed, Kaveh could go on about various aspects he found enjoyable. But he had to narrow it down to historical architecture and its effects on the modern day. It was the best topic he was versed in. One that was close to his heart. Still it was a lot of hard work digging for all the materials to go over.

By the time his lecture was over, Kaveh felt completely drained. Thankfully it was his only lecture for the day, though he would stay if any student had questions about it. But that was for later, for now he was free to grab some lunch. 

"Ah! What am I going to get now?" He says, stretching his right arm across his chest. The Akademiya seemed busy as ever as the hallways were crowded with students rushing to class or returning from class. Tired red eyes scan for the exit when they spot a familiar set of ears poking out from the crowd. 

Kaveh blinks, was it Tighnari? He begins moving forward, towards the direction the ears were at. His hand comes up to cup his mouth. "Tighnari? Is that you?" 

[glacialswordsman-a]

The response from the blond was something Kaeya didn’t expect to be so raw. He was thinking that he maybe would have rebound easily, if not just outright start blubbering and leave it at that. However, he certainly forgets that people’s reactions differ dramatically from one another when they’re drunk. Plus, hearing Kaveh’s thoughts—they resonated within him. Way too much, and way too familiarly. Kaeya nearly yanked his hand back from the architect as though he’d been burned, but he kept it on him. Although, the other man may begin to feel Kaeya’s already cool hand grow a bit colder. Maybe it’d be a comfort.

Staring at Kaveh silently for a while, the Captain sat still as turmoil within him swirled around and battered his heart like a blizzard. It was as though he was staring at himself in the mirror while he listened to the man he accompanied for the evening.

From one moment to the next, Kaeya went from deathly silent to his usual suave demeanor as he cleared his throat and merely smiled once more, offering the blond soothing rubs to his back.

“Hey… You say that, and yet you haven’t been abandoned. Clearly, if you haven’t been, then that means that he nor any other person has given up on you,” he answered calmly, taking in a deep breath before letting it out slowly as he attempted to center himself as well. “I can’t really judge anyone on whether they deserve something or not. It’s not my place, especially when we do not know one another like that. With that being said, though, it sounds like despite everything, he still wants you in his life.

It’s a hard concept to try and wrap your head around when all you can think of are mistakes you’ve made, where things may have gone wrong, and hypotheticals on how things could have been prevented. However, you must remind yourself that you’re only human. Everyone can, and will, make mistakes, and I believe Alhaitham is fully aware of that. Had he gotten sick of you, or found you absolutely intolerable, he would have left you in the streets ages ago.”

The hand does help bring him back from the incoming spiral. Though it does take a moment for him to realize that the other wanted him to breathe with him. A quizzical look is given but eventually Kaveh gets it. Slow timed breaths are taken. Even after the other stops, Kaveh continues, if only to keep his body preoccupied.

“I…” Everything he says makes sense. Alhaitham doesn't have to put up with him. Especially not after their disastrous falling out. But that's exactly why he held onto that belief so dearly. It gave Alhaitham a right to be as evil as Kaveh believed him to be. It would be retribution for his awful actions. “He should. He should want this.”

The napkin is held tightly. Tight enough that the wine it had picked up spilled onto his palm. He couldn't even look him in the eye. The shame in his chest wouldn't allow it  “I deserve this. All I've done is cause problems for people.” Just as he has done for Kaeya. It was supposed to be a lighthearted night of drinks. And here he was, spilling his heart out to an acquaintance at best.

A stranger at worst.

“I shouldn't be intruding in his home. Or his life for that matter.”