#todays what if jeht and alhaitham were a family au is ummm just my to do list

[chirpybirdy]

Alhaitham completes his death plan. Fakes his death to make sure he didn't miss anything.

Kaveh is named Executor. Alhaitham helpfully provided a to do list.

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"If I actually died, I would've told you." Alhaitham states, not bothering to mention the myriad notes he had left in code around their house and Kaveh's office.

"Because you'd want me to donate your brain to science? Hey, Kaveh, this is time sensitive. I died and I need you to scoop my brains out." Kaveh cried sarcastically. "Do have any idea how many Thank You cards I had to write? I'm an architect, and my hand cramped."

"I can never apologize enough." Alhaitham replied. He walked into his office and Kaveh followed close behind.

"How about once?!"

"Doesn't seem worth it." Alhaitham confirmed that his will was missing from his desk drawer. Key adroitly placed near the ink well. His note was nowhere to be seen and Alhaitham can't help but stand there and wonder what happened.

"I didn't touch anything," Kaveh stated. Alhaitham arched his brow, because of course he touched things. "I mean, obviously. But I didn't touch anything. Else."

Alhaitham picked up the key and locked the empty drawer, out of habit, and returned the key to it's proper spot—not the place Kaveh had left it and, Archons curse him, not the place Alhaitham had left it when he decided to test his arrangements.

"Are you seriously mad at me right now?"

"Hm." Alhaitham non-answered, honestly not sure if he was.

Kaveh stared at him for a long while. Alhaitham used the time to tidy his desk. He wasn't a tidy person per se. His urge to clean (seldom) and his ability to make a mess (he didn't) were a good match.

Alhaitham was ready to be done when Kaveh spoke. "I'll make you a cocoa. I'm sure you're cold from being dead."

"Thanks."