#whereas alhaitham would just

[electric-plants]

cyno: we’ll set out immediately after i have a quick meeting with the scribe

aarav: oh did he need more of our records?

cyno: no?? i just have to go and kiss him goodbye

[klipgenie]

fav place to 🥜

alhaitham, kaveh, xiao, tighnari, itto, diluc

warnings: sexual themes, mdni!

alhaitham would rather cum on you or in your mouth if you allow it. But you two would really have to worry about cum getting anywhere whereas he does safe sex unless! you both are trying for a baby or he’s feeling risky.

Not huge on his own cum— doesn’t like the look at it. Says it feels like looking at your own poop..

just like alhaitham— he’d rather cum inside your mouth if anything. kaveh is a little lazy and doesn’t want to clean up his mess when he finishes on you. So yeah buttt his nut isn’t nasty tasty; taste better than any other guys.

xiao doesn’t mind cumming anywhere tbh. inside a condom maybe his least favorite..i would say his favorite place to come is on your ass cheeks! he just likes to jiggle them around in his hands with his nut on them.

tighnari lovesssss nutting on your stomach! his fave position is missionary so that’s a 1+ 0_o. He doesn’t want to turn you around to nut on your back or any other places! he’d rather nut on you in whichever position he’s in (which is missionary always) thinks your tummy is the warmest part of your body besides your hands. So his warm nut meeting your warm belly is a plus 1 for him and won’t mind licking it up off you..>_<

itto WANTS to come inside you. he’s freaking lazy like he will have you clean up his own nut if he cums on you. So he just resorts to easier and funner option which is to finish his thick and creamy load into your pussy or ass OR mouth. depends on which hole is more dispensable (he thinks all your holes are worthy of his cum) and you have no problem with it either cause he’s like your big baby ;( ofc you can cum in me itto!!

he’s a formal young man and diluc does not play about hygiene!! he will lay his pipe down on you and let the oil break free from it all over your tits. He loves your tits, tries to keep his composure when you have that right corset on but can’t stop pondering about the way they squeeze your tits so tight that they sit up perfectly. He’ll squeeze both your tits together while he’s fucking them and when he’s about to nut he’ll free his cock from between your tits and warm them up with his white nut! it’s a win win tbh.

[iridescentmirrorsgenshin]

okay but the fact that we hear all about kaveh's life post-fall out with alhaitham, the fact he graduated, worked at construction firms and continued taking on others' burdens, had a hard time finding solo work because of how arts are perceived in sumeru, that he went to his mother's wedding in fontaine, that he took a vacation from work because he was stifled by the environment and felt he had lost motivation and worth as an artist, was determined to complete the palace of alcazarzaray at the cost of everything he owned just to have a tangible object of his efforts and view of art only for its outcome to further emaciate him, until he meets alhaitham for the first time in years, is understood at once, has no need to don a front as he does for everyone else in his life, is listened to, is challenged once more and reinvigorated in his perception of his ideals, is offered a second chance, a home, and accepts it, although he cannot comprehend why alhaitham would offer such a thing and yet not ask anything of relevant substance in return, other than rent

all of this, and we hear virtually nothing of alhaitham's life post-fall out with kaveh, besides his graduation and his taking on the job of the scribe. his character stories omit this part of his life whereas kaveh's is full of detail and emotion, mostly suffering. the first instance we see of alhaitham in this time is from kaveh's perspective when the two meet again in the tavern, and in this alhaitham endeavours to understand kaveh once more, before offering his house - the research centre previously allocated to the both of them for the success of their joint thesis before they fell apart - to kaveh.

we don't know why alhaitham moved out of his grandmother's house and into the research centre, why he renovated it from a research centre into a livable home, only that he did so after kaveh informed alhaitham through a third party that he was not in need of a house, nor do we know his thought processes and emotions in the years spent apart - the years that are carefully documented in kaveh's character stories. the image we are presented with is that of stasis; alhaitham pursues no other close friendships, he works as the scribe, owns a nice house within sumeru, is financially secure, and functions within, and carries out, his own ideals - is content with this way of life. in this, from alhaitham's perspective, there are no details necessary to give from this time

but in inviting kaveh to live with him, his character stories tell us that what he gains by doing so is the mirror of himself, both in personality and scholarly thinking, and in this, he is able to gain an enhanced view of the world, which otherwise would be limited. with kaveh being present in alhaitham's life, alhaitham believes that his vision is perfected, whereas it could not be before, with kaveh's absence. it is in this that we hear what alhaitham has been missing in his life, and ultimately, it is kaveh, not just as a scholar, but as a person

what is omitted from alhaitham's character stories is provided in kaveh's character stories; where we hear about kaveh's struggles, we don't hear about alhaitham's. perhaps this is because alhaitham did not struggle as kaveh did in terms of realising and achieving his ideals, but instead his struggles were in silence, recognising that his vision, and himself, had been compromised because he had rejected the ideals that served to enhance his own vision, that he had inadvertently rejected, and thus had been rejected by, kaveh.

[transmascaraa]

Hi!! I saw that requests are open 😈😈😈

may I humbly request Ga ming, Bennett, Tighnari, Cyno, Freminet and Scaramouche with a reader who uses gen alpha slang like Gyatt, skibidi, rizz, ect?

Like they the most serious person ever but says stuff like "oh my gyatt 😧 (in a sophisticated accent ofc)" "that wasn't very skibidi rizz of you..." AND THEY ARE DEAD SERIOUS (bonus points if they're like royalty or something)

IVE BEEN OBSESSED WITH SAYING "oh my gyatt" AND IM NOT EVEN GEN ALPHA 💀💀

-with many love and thy prayers,

🍓 anon

multiple characters headcannons!

gen alpha typa humor

characters: gaming, bennett, tighnari, cyno, freminet, wanderer x gn!reader

author's note: i say some phrases ironically too💔💔 but it's not THAT SERIOUS bro i fear MOST of gen alpha it's not funny anymore😔 have fun reading cuz i died 27 times writing this

✿ Gaming

-taking into hc that he's gen z btw

-he knows exactly how horrifying the words and phrases are BUT

-after he heard you saying:

-"shush gaming i'm gonna ruin my mewing streak!"

-he looked at you dumbfounded for the first few seconds as if you told him some gibberish

-but after he realized what you said he kinda just started hysterically laughing

-probably would start tickling you afterwards and if you just don't let him, he'll tell you:

-"okay fine gigachad, i won't interrupt" barely being able to pronounce a word due to him laughing like that

-yeah it's just him laughing at you a lot in the relationship lmfao

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♡ Bennett

-definetly doesn't understand a thing at first

-like the first few months, he just awkwardly laughs when you say something like that

-hoping that you won't question him

-but in the end, he asks YOU to tell him wtf is any of that

-first, he asked you what does "gyatt" mean.

-and you told him:

-"ass." with the most dead serious eyes ever possible.

-and he just looks confused

-until he gets to learn even more of the words/slangs and kinda

-just becomes like you unfortunately

-now you both use gen alpha slang sadly and people give you weird looks

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⑅ Tighnari

-aeugh

-he feels as if he has 2 cynos in his life since cyno uses it too

-dies inside whenever you say some slang/word

-dies even more when in public

-like he was literally so embarrassed once when you screamed:

-"I LOVE ALPHA MALES!!!" in public from where he just dragged you away and was embarrassed for the rest of his life

-he literally has trauma from some situations(that was one of them)

-he loves you, he js thinks you're weird.

-VERY weird.

-ABSOLUTELY WEIRD.

-it's the worst when he's hanging out both with you and cyno at the same time.

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๑ Cyno

-he uses it too.

-i've already mentioned it in tighnari's part but you cannot change my mind.

-so you use it together.

-you piss people off together.

-(preferably tighnari, along with alhaitham and kaveh, and also any of the other women/girls from sumeru)

-basically partners in crime.

-like you were at some restaurant with him and tighnari, whereas you're showing them the people you've met in fontaine.

-you show them a picture of wriothesley and immediately look at cyno dead serious.

-"this is wriothesley, he has the gyatt that arataki itto from inazuma doesn't. literally level 3 gyatt. it is crazy how a man-" that's when tighnari tiredly said he's going to the bathroom.

-too bad.

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✷ Freminet

-embarrassed literally 24/7.

-if in public, 25/8.

-he understands everything you say and all but no way in hell that he will be okay with it especially when other people are around.

-he actually tried confronting you about it but like you just replied with:

-"but i won't be the rizzlord if i don't do that, y'know?"

-he just sighs hopelessly.

-unfortunately he cannot change you in any way, shape, or form

-take it easy on him like bro don't embarrass him too much lmfao

-he even tried telling 'father' but she had no clue what the words meant in the first place

-so he kinda js gave up there

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✧ Wanderer

-he hates it. like he absolutely DESPISES it.

-it doesn't even have to be in public, he's leaving the conversation the second you say something gen alpha

-"you see and that guy was so fucking annoying, yeah?"

-"mhm." he replies.

-"exactly, that wasn't a really skibidi nor sigma male thing to do, especially including his jawline, does he ever even mew-"

-he just continued walking and you had to literally CHASE him to make him continue walking with you. you're gonna be the death of him smh

-and it was fine for a while until you saw something and just screaming:

-"OH MY GYATT-"

-he then left for sure and you found him just when you came back home.

-probably didn't talk to you for a while after that.

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uhm

so

yes

| 🍓anon | @mariaace <3

[nebulairis]

ive been reading kavetham fic lately and sometimes the dialogue is too direct. it's important to keep in mind that alhaitham is a cheeky asshole and says things to force kaveh to defend himself, while kaveh knows alhaitham well enough to perceive his emotions and actions and be very annoyed by them

for my own indulgent writing i am using the following formula to good effect, this can be well observed in canon dialogue if you're obsessed like me

another thing to consider is that alhaitham wants kaveh to be living with him, it's just that kaveh feels guilty for existing, so as long as kaveh feels like he's doing something to earn living there he can accept it without spiralling into guilt and self-loathing. and alhaitham is being annoying on purpose because again a bit of a cheeky asshole

another thing is that a big reason for kaveh being a bleeding heart is because of his guilt, which alhaitham dislikes because he doesn't think kaveh has anything to feel guilty about. alhaitham telling kaveh this is the big thing that caused them to separate in the akademiya btw

leading up to that was them disagreeing about "genius" as a concept, kaveh believes it doesn't exist because anyone can achieve and learn with support, whereas alhaitham believes that some people (like himself and kaveh) are smarter than others. nahida says that she has a special preference for kaveh because of his perspective so maybe his opinion on that is a part of it

and kaveh actually has a greater understanding of the inequality in sumeru because, despite the whole lion keychain "this is sumeru where even healthcare is free" it's not free everywhere per dori's backstory and people still obviously have to pay for rent and food and housing so if you can't work, then what?

this ended up longer than i thought it would but hope you enjoyed

[silverflqmes]

໒⦂ 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐔𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍.

notes. hi mikan, so sorry for the delay! it was hard to choose songs for your request because there are only so many romantic songs left on reputation and i didn’t want to paint the boys as toxic :’) i hope you enjoy!

genre. fluff / suggestive ( scara’s ) + mild angst

for @alatushours <3

ft. xiao, kazuha kaedehara, albedo, scaramouche ( wanderer / kabukimono / kunikuzushi / balladeer )

previous post includes. tooru oikawa, alhaitham, kaveh, ayato kamisato, ajax ( childe / tartaglia ) click here!

gender neutral! reader

ะ ྂ ❤︎ . ˚˖ now playing.. end game.

+ about. end game tells the story of a yearning love where both sides have what most consider big reputations that will cause a lot of talk to rise up regarding them. one yearns to be with the other and not end up as another ex love, but rather the one — their end game.

+ xiao is known for his title as a yaksha and an adeptus, in other words — he has what most would call a big reputation in liyue. his is painted as noble and heroic, whereas yours paints you as someone soaked in drama, all because of media. if you were to be with him, your relationship would certainly make it into conversations, which is something you don’t want. you want to be his first string — his lover, not some other ex to be laughed off because of your past relationships or a one night stand. what you don’t know, however, is that xiao couldn’t care less of what is said about you. he wants to be yours as much as you want to be his. he’s not as perfect as you paint him, he’s got karma surrounding him and past regrets that make him dissatisfied with many aspects of himself, but he knows that you would love him regardless of his flaws as he would love you regardless of yours. he would only believe the truth from your red lips, not the rumors surrounding you.

+ “i wanna be your end game.”

ะ ྂ ❤︎ . ˚˖ now playing.. new year’s day.

+ about. new year’s day tells the story of a love in which one fears the other will leave, for fear of the rumors surrounding them and the reputation they have earned themselves. they pray the other will stay through the worse and will in turn be there to squeeze your hand, through your bluest days.

+ kazuha blew one of his bangs out of his tired eyes, looking to the clock mounted over the doorway. it’s passed midnight with glitter all over after the party, polaroids, and emptied bottles of champagne scattered from the toasts to the new year. everyone had just about left, leaving the two on your own. there was a mild anxiety that swirled in your stomach, recalling the conversations that were shared regarding your history. your boyfriend wasn’t normally one to care, he was carefree as the winter breeze singing outside. but even still, your worries could not be quelled as you gazed at his back until you were all the way out of the building. eventually, you lowered your eyes to the ground until his hand grabbed your own, squeezing three times. surprised, you looked up to find his gentle smile — an assurance to say he wasn’t going to leave anytime soon. and that he too, wanted your midnights as much as you wanted his, regardless of everyone else says.

+ “but i’ll be cleaning up bottles with you on new year’s day.”

ะ ྂ ❤︎ . ˚˖ now playing.. dwoht.

+ about. dancing with our hands tied tells the story of a love that was once secret, for fear of what would become of it if the wrong lights shined on it. such a precious and endearing love, with nothing in the world that could stop it, no matter what was to happen. regardless of what everyone else says.

+ albedo wasn’t one to care or easily worried when it came to other people’s opinions. if people wanted to speak ill of him and his choices, then that was their lives they were wasting, not his. however you wanted secrecy for the beginning, as you were recovering from heartbreak and just overwhelmed with being spoken of in such a foul manner. albedo understood this and respected your wishes, as he didn’t mind secrecy either. but eventually the relationship did come to light. there were supporters, encouraging the relationship while wishing you both well. but of course, there were also those who wished badly upon you being together, which at times, created obstacles for the both of you. at times it made it difficult to breathe and fight through it all. ending it almost felt like the only way out. but albedo wouldn’t throw away something so dear to him. as he would stay until the room burned, holding you as the water rushes in, if he could dance with you again.

+ “yeah we were dancing, dancing with our hands tied.”

ะ ྂ ❤︎ . ˚˖ now playing.. ready for it.

+ about. ready for it tells the story of a competitive love, in which both sides have bad reputations, whether in terms of past loves or just the people that they are. as both are seen as cruel, alternatively it could open opportunity for a relationship to blossom in the darkest of circumstances and gossip.

+ scaramouche has a history that followed whatever path he walked, whether it had been erased, rewritten, or not. people knew to steer away from his direction, yet that gravitated you. now you weren’t a bad apple, but you weren’t an angel either. the people surrounding you had painted you in a light that wasn’t so bright, and shone through all the wrong aspects of yourself. however the same could be said about scaramouche. some boys tried too hard to get with you in the past, but he didn’t try at all to get your attention. being ignored was almost frustrating, yet enticing — it made you want to play this game of getting him to notice and fall for you. the boy would cave eventually like the rest did, you knew that for a fact. and if the former harbinger knew the dreams you had in the middle of the night about him, if he saw the things you both did — he would come sprinting. although, you would take your time, because you knew you were going to be with him.

+ “are you ready for it..?”

notes. unfortunately not a lot of romantic songs remained after the first post i did so i tried my best to pick from the remaining ones to fit the characters :’) don’t blame me and so it goes were candidates but they didn’t really fit the bill much.. regardless i hope these are okay! first time writing scaramouche and albedo..

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[mintjeru]

thinking about sethos voicelines (up to friendship lvl 2) and how he'd get along with kvthm bc i love them all a normal amount-

(unrestrained brainrot under the cut)

i've actually been thinking about them since cyno's 2nd story quest bc i was pretty intrigued by sethos' backstory but didn't want to hc too much until i had a better idea of his personality

and disclaimer: i only have sethos at friendship lvl 2 which means i don't have access to his "about [character]" lines and may be disproved by canon (but when has that ever stopped me)

ok so first, i know in my heart that kaveh and alhaitham would be permitted to enter the temple of silence given they have the trust of not only cyno and tighnari but also lesser lord kusanali

if sethos and those affiliated with the temple agreed to it, i think kvthm would be sent there to study its architecture and record any inscriptions

both of them, especially alhaitham, would also be excited to be able to read the books only available in the temple of silence

but moving on.

sethos and alhaitham would get along well bc they're both knowledgeable people who actively try to learn more

sethos considers himself a people person and enjoys learning more through talking w/ desert travelers and meeting others in sumeru city

whereas alhaitham is well-read and stays on top of current events through hearsay as he demonstrated during the optional dialogue during cyno's 2nd story quest

and sethos is always happy to help those who have questions, even going so far as to ask around in his network

so i think they could have interesting conversations and learn a lot from each other

now for kaveh, both he and sethos have similar voicelines on being out and about rather than cooped inside all day

and they both get sentimental about the stars in the night sky

also i like to think kaveh likes shopping at the grand bazaar, which sethos also frequents

so!! kaveh and sethos might go stargazing in the desert, maybe after kvthm have settled in after the journey to the temple of silence

and back in sumeru city, kaveh and sethos would enjoy sharing snacks and shopping in the bazaar together (or just taking a stroll and people-watching to relax)

and i'm not sure if this is canon yet but To Me, sethos gets invited to the cyno/tighnari/kaveh/alhaitham dinners whenever he's in town ^^

they are all good friends i know this to be true in my heart

[sakuyomihana]

SummerTime.ft Alhaitham

Hello everyone~! I have decided that admist the waiting of 'Tangled Threads Of Hearts' chapters, I will post short stories that I have just written for Genshin! I made this after listening to 'From Y to Y', please enjoy it as you wait~! As usual, thank you to all readers that have supported me since the start of my journey here with Tangled Threads Of Hearts~ *Disclaimer: This is an original work done by me. Pls do not steal it or repost anywhere else. Thank you and have a happy reading day~!

Bygones were those memories of last warm summer, fleeting emotions and lingering regrets were long forgotten or so he thought... Alhaitham, the eccentric genius and handsome student council president of Sumeru Akademiya, never failed any of his grades and was always at the top of the class. No one has ever beaten him, many wished to get into his good graces and ask him for help with their studies but that hasn't always been the case. Girls flock around him, flirting every now and then to try and be his girlfriend, whereas the boys wished they could be as smart as him or just generally disliked him because of his no nonsense attitude.

Alhaitham was known to be a person who puts logic and rationality first before making decisions, his aloof and non-empathetic personality occasionally causes turbulence to ensue. The very fact that he was unable to perceive the right emotions and give out his opinions at the right time, was why everyone hated him and him being elected to be the student council president only seemed to make matters worse. The latter knew that for a fact but he chose to ignore as he felt that it was ridiculous and illogical to deal with this sort of people and to harbor such thoughts. He always believed in what he thought was right and there’s no way to change his mind. And yet... What is this sinking feeling that he felt so deeply within his heart..?

You, [First Name] [Last Name], the quiet and reclusive student. Your grades were average, nothing comparable to the eccentric genius of your class. You were a wallflower in many cases, only speaking when you were spoken to. You were ‘popular’ but not in a good way. Classmates flock around you as you were easy to be taken advantage of because of your unyielding kindness. Many wondered how you were able to break past the barrier of a stone-cold man’s heart, you often wondered to yourself too on what part of you had captured the most popular (hated) guy’s attention. It did not take long for you to be fully smitten with him and his antics, often making you laugh and instill confidence in you. He always manages to bring out the best in you and vice versa, the love that you both shared was equally passionate and strong for one another. So then… where did it all go wrong..?

You and Alhaitham had been dating for about 2 years. All your friends were extremely happy with how everything was going between the two of you, they had high hopes that you two would be together forever. Forever… This word struck a chord in Alhaitham’s heart. Truthfully, he had never thought that far ahead when he decided to confess to you, nor when he first laid his eyes on you. Alhaitham had always believed that there was something about you that caught his eyes, your kindness was mesmerizing, your patience was gold, your personality and thirst for knowledge were equally as radiant in his eyes. He loves the way your eyes always lighted up when you learn something new or even fascinated by things which he deemed mundane. Every day and every minute spent with you was never boring. He yearned for these peaceful times to last forever, but maybe he got a little too complacent. Too comfortable. The old him would never concern himself with such useless emotions, the old him would never- That was when he realized that you had changed him, you brought in a myriad of colors into his life. Letting him experience what being in love feels like, how it feels to be special in someone’s life. The old him would never understand that.

It wasn’t until one day, when all rainbows and sunshine were drenched in cold harsh rain, he realized that nothing lasts forever. You could say that he had become extremely naive by all these notions, that he had forgotten what was important. Likewise, you did too.

Alhaitham and you were both caught going out on a date in the city during one of your semestral holidays. You had not told your parents that you were dating someone, you had your reasons and Alhaitham agreed to let them know at a later time. You had expected to be found out one of those days, considering you had been leaving house early in the morning and returning home late frequently. But what you did not expect, was to be caught by one of your worst enemies from the past. He/she had been one of your closest friends before they decided to turn their backs on you as you didn’t bring them any form of merit and you were just dragging them down. Slowly all your friends began to also turn their backs on you, thus you became the person whom you were today. Trusting doesn’t come easily to you nowadays but your kind self was what kept you grounded. Alhaitham had seen what they couldn’t have and that was what made you open up your heart to him, little by little.

You were happy and content with whatever you have. But this bitch decided to show up and poke their noses into something that they shouldn’t have. Your parents were people who are highly sensitive towards family status and upbringing, they thought that you were their blessed child and was able to bring the family name up to new heights. However, they were disappointed by the outcome. You were average. Like many others. Your parents who used to shower you with affection and gifts, in a single night, completely closed you off from their lives. Alhaitham was the only one who saw you past your worth and loved you for who you really are. He often just told you that you being you was enough, you didn’t need to change just to meet someone else’s expectations. That’s why this break up hurt you more than it should..

Your parents who knew nothing much about your social life, let alone your love life, decided to poke their noses into your love life, after finding out that you were dating Alhaitham. That bitch had told them immediately after finding out about your secret date and was praised to high heavens by your parents. Your days after that fateful day, had never been peaceful as it should have been prior. With his status and upbringing, Alhaitham wasn’t shunned by your parents like that they did with you. Although, they did praise you for one thing. Which was being able to poach such a fine man like him, to which you deny. Alhaitham had refuted many of such claims, he was more than ready to take you away from such a family after what he had just witnessed. He thought that his words alone were able to keep you from doubting your self worth and to keep you from leaving him but alas.. The situation had taken its toll on the both of you as the moment the new semester started, you both were too busy to focus on anything else other than your studies. This was the final push towards graduation before you can enter a good college and find a stable job after. There was no time for trivialities, the two of you began quarreling more and more as the days went by. And that was when you finally snapped.

“Can your parents stop fucking coming to the house every single day, hounding me and you, day and night? It’s getting extremely annoying, especially since we have two tests this week and I want you to focus on it.”.

“Well, I’m sorry that my parents are hounding us like annoying pests! Since you have so much free time, why not help pacify them and ask them to leave instead of me?”.

“Since you oh so want me to focus on the test more than on our relationship?”.

“Me? Ridiculous, they are your parents, so why should I pacify? It’s a waste of my time. Since this all started because of you!”, letting his anger get the best of him, he failed to register what he just said.

“!”, turquoise eyes widened a fraction, his breath hitched in his throat.

Shock, hurt and despair flashed across your eyes as you took in what he had just said, how could he..? The man who you trusted in, your confidant had just pushed the blame all to you? When you weren’t in the wrong..?

“Wai-”, you cut him off.

“Me? Yes. YES, everything is fucking my fault happy now?!”, tears pricked at the corner of your eyes as you screamed.

“What I truly need right now is someone who can comfort me, give me a shoulder to lean on! Not fucking someone who dumps everything on me and tell me everything is my fault!”.

“I was wrong to trust you, Alhaitham. I thought you were different, different from everyone else and what they all said about you. Why did I ever think that you would take time out of your day to help me pacify my parents who look at you and only you, because their daughter is nothing as comparable to a capable man like you!”, nothing could stop these tears from flowing anymore as more came waterfalling down your already damp cheeks, you don’t know whether you were crying or laughing as you let out a sardonic cackle amidst your tears.

You were utterly broken and beyond repair. The man truly did not know what to do anymore.. He had utterly failed in protecting you and your smile which he loves so much. Now, that smile will no longer grace his presence in this looming emptiness and despair. For the first time, he shed a tear as he watched the flames that he ignited spread ablaze..

                       “..Let’s break up… It’s better for both of us.”.

->>>>>>>>>

  Looking back, he wondered if he had truly done the right thing by letting you go back then. 10 years had passed since that last warm summer, where everything started and ended. Alhaitham is now a linguistics professor teaching at one of top universities in Sumeru City, his mundane life ever-unchanging just as he liked it to be or so he believed. After that day, you and him had never made contact with each other ever again. He wondered how you were doing now, probably better somewhere. He never really apologized to you as he didn’t know how to and guess he never will have the chance to.

Upon returning to his abode, which to his surprise was empty (honestly glad), Alhaitham quickly took a shower and cleansed himself off the day’s fatigue. Having a light meal before returning to his room to retire, he felt his phone vibrate beside him on the dinner table.

“ Annoying Bunch

Kaveh:

Dinner at Lambad’s Tavern tmr!

Cyno:

Sure, but what’s the occasion?

Tighnari:

A successful project? A new potential client? Either way, I’m free.

                                                                             You:

  If it’s on you, sure.

Kaveh:

I KNEW YOU WOULD SAY THAT, YOU INSUFFERABLE MAN!

Anyways, I have some exclusive scoop to tell you guys!

Cyno:

It better B worth it.

Tighnari:

*sighs*

You:

Likewise.

Kaveh:

Oh it DEFINITELY will! Cause it involves you!

You:

Me?

Kaveh:

Hoho, caught your interest! I see! So you better come tomorrow! ”.

‘Involving me?’, he wondered if it had anything to do with you. Well, he will only be able to find out tomorrow. Recently memories of you had resurfaced in his mind, he wondered if these were signs or some sort but he chided himself for such wishful thinking. Cleaning up the table and washing the dishes, he locked up everything before returning to his room to rest. With an unfinished book in his hand, he made himself comfortable and read into the night. The next day, at the appointed time, Alhaitham met up with his friends at the tavern. It started off with a friendly chat amongst friends about work and then the topic finally came.

“So you guys might be wondering why we are all gathered here today?”, all eyes focused on Kaveh.

“I met [Name] yesterday at work.”, three pairs of eyes widened at his revelation.

“You what?”.

“I met [Name] at work yesterday, she was apparently there with my client. Boy was I surprised to see her after so long!”.

“Is she doing well?”, Alhaitham finally managed to utter.

Cyno, Tighnari and Kaveh were also friends of yours that you had made after getting together with him, the three had always been supportive of your relationship at the start. When they found out what had transpired that day, they really gave him a big scolding.

“She looks well, I had not seen her smile because of a certain someone, but she definitely seems to be doing way better than before.”, Kaveh gave him a sardonic reply.

“That’s good.”.

“That’s good? Is that all you have to say?”, the blonde looked at him incredulously.

“What else am I supposed to say?”, he retorted.

“Calm down, Kaveh. Think about it. Do you think he can just waltz right up there in front of her and apologize and act as if everything is alright? Nay, I don’t think so. This is Alhaitham, we are talking about.”, the fennec reasoned.

“He’s right, Kaveh. I definitely can’t see him saying I miss you or whatever.”, Cyno added.

Said male grunted at the words his friend had just thrown at him. Kaveh slumped into his seat disappointed as he chugged down the beer in his hand like nothing.

“For starters, shouldn’t we ask the man in question what he wants to do? I am highly certain that you wish to see her again, don't you? I think what’s important is to first settle any lingering doubts first before tackling the problem. Apologizing doesn’t come easily to you, but you understand that you were in the wrong. What’s next, is what you wish to do and how you go about doing it.”.

Alhaitham let his friend’s word sink in as he thought to himself. What comes after the long overdue apology? He had failed miserably in protecting someone who was important to him, did he have the right to continue to love her again? He was afraid yet he wished to try. Afterall, the only one who made him this way, to change for the better was you. He did not wish to lose you again. This sinking feeling that had him trapped in its grasp, finally broke free as the man made up his mind. He still loves you, he truly does. Deciding to take a gamble for a lifetime, he decided to reach out to you again like he did in the past. He was going to apologize and make things right for both you and him, for your future together.

                                          - SummerTime -

[rubberduckrobin]

𝙍𝙚𝙛𝙡𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙨. - Kaveh x Alhaitham

Fandom: Genshin Impact

Paring: Kaveh x Alhaitham

Type: Slow-burn, angst, in-character and lore accurate,

Summary: Two roommates, two diaries. Kaveh started a diary to understand himself. Alhaitham found himself writing in his to understand Kaveh.

Chapter word count (2/10): Around 2k.

AO3 Link Here

TW: Alcohol abuse, mentions of death.

𝘾𝙃𝘼𝙋𝙏𝙀𝙍 3: 𝘼𝙧𝙩𝙞𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡 𝙨𝙣𝙤𝙬.

Please note that this is Chapter 3. Tumblr link for Chapter 1 here!

Kaveh

December 20th, Around 1:00 AM

I haven’t written in a while, because I’ve had to get on. Again. I’m considering just scrapping this. I might as well do one last entry for closure. 

It’s gotten to a point where the drinks don’t ‘drown’ me. It’s not an ‘escapism’ anymore, just a past time away from work. I’m thinking of quitting. The drinking. The more work I do rather than drinking, the better, I think. I’ll try.

Today was just spent on my projects, although I did take a short break to stretch. 

The winter holiday is coming up and I can’t help but feel excited yet dejected at the same time. I know it’s an excuse for me not to work, but is the guilt I’ll sit through as I relax worth it? I should just get it done and out of the way. 

But, I don’t really want to. I find that this year my urge to spend the holiday with other people is  overbearing. More than usual. Last year, I went to see my mother for the first time since she left, upon an invitation, but I’m not sure I can face her this time. Not until I’m somewhat sober.

 I don’t really know how to spend it.  I’m sure Tighnari and Cyno will welcome me, but can I really face them either? And would they want to spend their last moments of the year with me? In fact, I think they both mentioned something about going to visit family. 

This feeling of wanting to spend time with someone is almost as strong as when I was able to be with my family, when I was a child. I can’t help but wonder if Alhaitham has ever in his life felt this urge. I know he has a heart, somewhere, but does he even care about the winter holiday? Or any other holiday? 

I actually feel exhausted. I don’t think I can do any more work tonight. I’ll just do double effort tomorrow.

I don’t know when I’ll write in this again. 

Signing off.

Alhaitham

December 21st, Around 1:00 AM

The weather today was alright. 

I realise that since starting this year's diary, the majority of my entries are about Kaveh. We do have a relatively long history, and we live together, so that makes sense. My diaries usually, although not as meticulously as this year, observe the world around me, and are to record daily events, so I suppose the main subject this time is him. 

He has such a different view to mine. If I could have just a glimpse of his part of the world, his perspective, perhaps I would know how to help him learn that a comfortable independence can stop him from living in self-induced sorrow. Or at least understand why he doesn’t recognise this.

I don’t even know why I have such an urge to help him. It’s likely just my interest in how similar yet different we are: we both have no family to rely on properly or take motivation from, and we both, to an extent in regards to myself, value work and responsibility. However, he finds himself in a pit with an assignment and doesn’t give himself time to recover, whereas I know that if I did the same as him, I would find no purpose in work and therefore in life. He works to get pleasure from other people and not himself, despite being so passionate about what he does, which I don’t understand. 

I see him as a mirror image of myself, as his views are reversed to mine. It occasionally frustrates me, but it’s a cause of intrigue. It’s refreshing to be reminded that there are so many different types of people. I’m often told I’m different, but I don’t care much for it. It could even be considered beneficial, as my grandmother once said.

It’s that time of year where the holiday and its celebrations are unavoidable. It’s not that I don't like it, but I think I’ll be caught up having to deal with Kaveh again. 

This year, I’ll probably just go on a trip somewhere. I’m inspired by the Traveller; I might go to Fontaine as their innovation and culture interests me. 

Perspective change.

December 22nd, Around 6:00PM 

“Where are you going?”

Alhaitham is just about to leave the house, with a bag full of supplies suited for travel.

“Fontaine.”

“Fontaine? That’s…far.”

“And?”

“No- I was just saying - that’s quite far. I can’t imagine you going through all of that effort.”

“I’m trying to get away from you”, he says in his usual snarky tone, hoping to get a reaction out of him, but it’s not the reaction he expected. He doesn’t even know what he was looking for.

“Okay.” 

Kaveh turns and slams the door to his room, and a few minutes later, Alhaitham finds himself knocking at it, a sigh caught in his throat.

“Kaveh.”

“I’m not-”

“...Kaveh.”

“Fuck off. Go to Fontaine. Or whatever. Just go far away from me. It’s what you want anyway, isn’t it?” 

“Don’t be pathetic. It was only a joke, and you know that.”

“It wasn’t just a joke. Don’t lie to me.”

“Come with me, then.”

“Pardon?”

“Come to Fontaine with me. If you can’t bear to be away from me for a few days”

Alhaitham knew that this could turn out to be a bad idea, but he felt an uncharacteristic itch of guilt. That guilt could also be longing, but he didn’t know himself. 

“No way in hell am I going to be caught with you in Fontaine.” 

“Get caught with me? What am I, a criminal?”

“Hold on... Maybe…maybe I should visit my mother afterall…I should…okay.” he mumbles to himself and takes a moment of consideration, before unlocking the door, “Don’t be an asshole about this. Okay? I know it’s difficult for you but-”

“So, you’re coming?”

He scoffs, “yeah.”

“Hah. Pack your stuff. Quickly. You’ve already delayed me.” 

“If we get caught together, you’re going to be the one to make up something as to how this happened.” 

“And you’re going to be the one making it quite obvious it’s because we were lonely during the winter holiday and wanted something to do other than to wallow away drinking and doing whatever it is we normally do.”

“I’m not lonely. I’m going to visit my mother. Hold on, key word: ‘we’. You’re lonely? Alhaitham feels lonely?”

“Oh, sorry, are emotions other than stress unfamiliar to you now? Besides, I phrased it wrong. You were lonely and I  supposed I wouldn’t mind the company.” 

“Didn’t I say not to be an asshole?”

Alhaitham goes to the front door and opens it to leave.

“Hey! Don’t just go after making an arrangement! Asshole!”

Perspective change. Fontaine. 

December 23rd, Around 12:00AM

The week-long winter holiday in Fontaine is like a whole other world. Because snow is such a rarity in Teyvat, Fontaine entrepreneurs and engineers took that as a challenge; they have made machines that blanket snow onto their streets, only for the occasion, just to make it that more special. 

In Teyvat, decorations during this time are considered a necessity in honour of tradition, and Fontaine certainly didn’t shy away from this. Every street lamp, every signboard, every staircase is adorned in coloured lights, and wreaths are on each building door. The decorations are spread much farther than just the centre, as the boats that harbour, leave and return to the port are just as spectacularly decorated with lights and other details. It’s a sight that no other region can live up to during this time of the year. 

And Kaveh is just taking it all in. He'd seen it before, but never had it been so breathtaking. 

Alhaitham, however, had little interest in the decorations, and more so to Kaveh’s reactions to them. He felt as though he was watching a child discovering something for the first time and he is brought to remember the childhood that Kaveh lost, and the childhood he could have had himself if it were not for his parents’ accident. 

This is the first time Alhiatham has seen him look so at peace since the Traveller last visited.  And for some reason, he couldn’t help but feel inside him the things Kaveh was expressing: feelings of happiness, excitement and admiration. The efforts of the people and the love that went into it. 

“This is even better than last year!” Kaveh’s breath puffing out weakly, spiralling into the air, “It’s freezing though.” 

During this season, the cold can be just about escaped in places like Natlan and Sumeru, but here it borders on the temperatures of Dragonspine. The snow falling around them gets caught in their hair, melts on their clothes and drips down to their glove-covered hands.

“Sure.”

“Have you not got anything to say about this amazing sight? And technology?”

“It’s very well done. I can tell a lot of effort went into this.”

“Are you capable of saying anything without making it seem half-hearted or sarcastic?”

“I meant what I said.” 

“Well, I guess you’ve got to save that energy to compliment my mother’s dinner.”

“I’m joining your visit?”

“What, were you planning on just shivering out in the cold? Hah! I can just imagine that. But, no. Seeing as you said you’re lonely, I can’t let that happen.” 

“I’m not lonely. I wouldn't mind a home-made meal though, so long as it’s not soup. Are you sure me coming won’t be a problem with your mother?”

“It shouldn’t be. I called her on the way here when you were off getting your drink, and told her that I was coming, and that I may bring a…” Kaveh pauses at the thought. On the call, he had described Alhaitham as a friend by accident, but should he say that? “an acquaintance. She seemed happy to have more company, as her husband is busy up until right at the end of the holiday.”

“I see. Well, thank you.”

“No problem…God, it’s just getting colder and colder.”

“I feel fine.”

Alhaitham

December 24th, Around 11:00PM

It‘s snowy here in Fontaine, but this snow is artificial. The region didn’t disappoint me, rather, it really impressed me. As did Kaveh when I saw him deny wine from his mother, claiming he hadn’t drank for a while and was intending to continue this effort.

I was convinced to join Kaveh and his mother for dinner, and quite enjoyed it, despite the meal of choice being onion soup, a specialty of Fontaine. We were caught up in a conversation about the past, but managed to sidestep it easily by claiming that it was complicated and leaving it at that. His mother was lovely and I sensed that she understood our dynamic and let us be. 

I am currently sharing a room with Kaveh, as his mother insisted, despite my rejections, that I stay rather than spending ridiculous money on a hotel room, or even attempting camping. He’s currently gone off to another room, probably to hide the fact he’s writing in a diary, or something like that. 

He’ll be asleep on an inflatable mattress as he was unyielding in his idea that I should have the luxury of the bed as I was the guest, whereas he’s family. And he absolutely refused even just the thought of sleeping next to me, and I’m glad he did because I would have to put on two different sound-proof headsets to be able to have even just an hour of decent sleep. I see him as the sort of person to toss and turn in bed, giving the person unlucky to sleep beside him a heavy wack every now and then. 

Sleeping on the floor can’t be comfortable, and regardless of whether he planned this to avoid sleeping with me, he still did it to my benefit as I wound up with the more comfortable position. He's just like his mother from what I’ve observed, considerate to a point of stubbornness. I can see her in his eyes, a soft glow of passion, the light around them caught as a glimmer of hope. 

He's just come in a few minutes ago, and surprisingly has fallen asleep quickly, and is not snoring as badly as usual. Yet. It must be the hot food and the warmth. I will take that as my cue to sleep too.

Kaveh 

December 24th, Around 11:00PM

Alhaitham is writing in something that seems like a diary, then again he’s always writing so it could just be late night scribe work. I thought I might as well slink off and write in mine because I’ve had a lot to think about and no one to share it with. If he did have a diary, I wonder what he’d say. I’m currently hiding away in the darkness of the lounge, my mother in bed and Alhaitham occupied.

Seeing my mother again warmed me, knowing that this could very well become a tradition every winter holiday, and this is comforting considering the many other moments I lost.

 I’ve never really been concerned with meeting with my mother, because I didn’t want to bother her after all that’s happened. I fear that all I am to her is just a reminder of the past that she’s tried to escape. Last year, I visited on a whim with the absent comfort of history inescapable in my mind like a caged bird, and that whim turned out to be more enjoyable than I thought. It set all my fears free, even if it was just for the hour or so I spent with her. 

And it’s happened again. It wasn’t in my plan to visit her this year, but I just couldn’t help myself and knew deep down that perhaps she doesn’t dislike me, or even feel an indifference towards me as I thought. She hasn’t forgotten about me, she says that she considered sending letters but fought the urge so it wouldn’t disturb either of our new lives, and gave in last holiday due to, primarily, loneliness.

Despite spending my childhood with her, I never got to know whether she truly loved me. I suppose it’s a mother’s duty to love her child, but if your true love and purpose is stolen from you, what much left is there to give?

I’m happy I came.

And with Alhaitham, that made it feel more special. Seeing him in a different light changed my perspective on him ever so slightly. His politeness to my mother, possibly even a hint of shyness, and his consideration, when he asked after the meal if I was okay. 

I think that’s the first time he has directly asked me if I was alright, and in that moment I wasn’t because it hit me that the eve was almost over, and I would have to go back to overworking myself after the next few days. Did he notice? I wouldn’t be surprised, I guess he’s quite perceptive.

I was happy.

I’m tired so I’m signing off. I wonder if in the new year I can look back at my rants and struggles written in this diary and laugh.

(Chapters 4-10 are posted on my AO3. They will be posted on here soon! Thank you for your patience.)

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[aurorasgate]

hi luna!

so my birthday is literally offcially in an hour (i‘m reaching my 20s woohoo) and ive been thinking abt how alhaitham or marius would celebrate their s/o‘s birthday with them nonstop. like i feel like, alhaitham would be the more romantic type of bf who expresses his love specially on that day with his quite obvious love language - acts of service before he spoils and fucks them into oblivion with every little favorite thing their s/o has.

whereas for marius i feel like he‘d simply just get into business immediately, even before the clock hits 12am just to have his s/o‘s next age start with a good ol‘ fuck because according to him, its a widely known fact that however you start your new age/year, that‘s how the rest of the year will pass too. and even if marius isn’t that superstitious usually, he seems like the type to do that, right? 😶‍🌫️

OHMYGOSH HAPPY BIRTHDAY ALY!🥰💖🥺🥳🎉 i hope you have any amazing day full of love & many delicious 'haitham and marius thoughts, they would both spoil you soo much 🥰💖

yesssss to all of this!! they would absolutely go all out for your birthday & make you feel so special & loved! i adore them😭💖 i couldn't help myself and wrote a little somethin' for you too👉🏻👈🏻🥺

(they’re nsfw so minor get outta here)

alhaitham:

“happy birthday sweetheart,” alhaitham whispers into the shell of your ear, soft and breathless. the tips of his gray hair tickle your skin with his proximity. the heat from his body was not doing any favors for your own that lay beneath him, panting and sweat beaded, still stuffed full of him and his release but you didn’t want him to part from you either. 

how is it he can still sound so collected after fucking you like he has been? still coming down from your second orgasm of the night, your first being on his tongue, you can barely open your eyes or reply to him while it washes over you and leaves you in a state of bliss. but it was you, and only you, that he wanted to be absolutely spoiled today. and spoil you he has; with his time, with his gifts and surprises, with his love, and he is far from done yet with the hours still left on your special day.

soft pink lips kiss your ear and down your neck, alhaitham grinding his hips into yours slowly even though you’re both sensitive and he groans deeply at the way your cunt tighten around him, your own pretty noises escaping past your lips.

“‘gonna spoil you rotten all night,” he says, his promise seeping into the supple skin at the base of your neck before he seals it with a kiss and a growing pace of his thrusts.

marius:

marius’ slows his movements, violet eyes softening in the midnight silver moonlight, his heart leaping out of his chest at the sight of you beneath him; legs spread and waiting for him, trying to hide your blushing, smiling face and your adorable quiet giggle at his reason for not waiting until at least midnight to start celebrating your birthday.

really, he could, and will, celebrate you every day like this, showering you with his love every chance he got, making you feel oh so good in ways no one else could. but on your birthday he had to spoil you especially so and he didn’t see the harm in starting a little early for the sake of being sure the rest of the year will bring much more of this, of you.

“i’m not sure i’ve heard that one before,” you reply playfully but he purposely makes it harder and harder to speak, to keep your face hidden behind your arm, when he slowly starts to push into you.

his own chuckle is strainted thanks to how tight your walls are around him as you take him so perfectly, inch by inch, but with a love stricken smirk, he says, “what, don’t believe me angel? i guess we’ll have to try it out every birthday just to be safe then heh.”

[wannabeabogwitch]

I don't ship haikaveh, cause it would be such a horrible relationship. They're better off as friends that keep their distance. They both need therapy, tbh. I love both characters individually and I like their dynamic, but only as friends. Shippers get a little too aggressive, tbh. Always talking about the ship even when something has nothing to do with the ship. It's irritating and obnoxious. And no, I'm not just saying this because I simp for both characters, but I also just feel like they make a horrible pairing overall. Like, Kaveh needs a reality check when he gets too self-sabotaging and Alhaitham is the rope pulling him back from the canyon, whereas, kaveh is Alhaitham's empathy. Though, they tend to have many miscommunications, due to their differing viewpoints and personalities. They don't hate eachother, they care in their own unique ways, but I cannot see them as a couple. It has nothing to do with them both being men either, as I couldn't care less if a ship si m x m, f x f or m x f. I'm not straight myself, so it's not something that's ever bothered me. What I don't like is when people shove their ships down other peoples throats and constantly go on and on about it. Then call people homophobic when they disagree with the ship. The shipping community can be so goddamn toxic and obnoxious, Istg. I wanna slap those motherfuckers and tell them to shut the fuck up.

i hate kavetham shippers. why these bitches out here shipping kaveh w my man? show some respect?? BOUNDARIES?? i’m uncomfortable. that’s my man, take a step back.

[iridescentmirrorsgenshin]

Hello! Hope you are doing well!

Random thought I had to share: Alhaitham obtained his Vision after reading a section about language. The passages itself lean into his philosophy of uniqueness and the individual. Makes sense, with Visions bring tied to ambitions and all. But at the same time, this is language - a system people developed to communicate with other people.

There's such a neat dichotomy with the two facets of Alhaitham's character: egoism as well as social affiliation. And I think it's that dichotomy that makes Alhaitham’s character stories so interesting. There are a lot of things directly stated, as well as things implied or hidden in plain sight. The prose is written objectively rational and detached from personal emotion, but sentiments are still discernible through omission.

Kaveh's character stories get the most recognition - and for good reason when it's written so easily to empathize with. Meanwhile Alhaitham's really comes across as academic jargon at first glance. But I really feel there is as much depth in Alhaitham’s stories as much as Kaveh's. And it only just struck me why his Vision story intrigued me so much. There's no clear indication on when it happened, but I like to imagine it occurred sometime after the fallout. The passage he read affirms his personal beliefs and ambitions, and I can see the text evoking his longing to reconnect at the same time.

I don't know. Maybe I'm looking too much into it.

Hiya! Thank you for your interesting ask!

I completely agree with your thoughts on Alhaitham’s character stories, they really are chock full of detail, even more so with what’s been omitted and what has to be inferred, whereas Kaveh’s are more straightforward. I think this ties in really nicely with their individual characters, where kaveh’s empathy and sensibility shines through, whereas alhaitham’s stories are given in a rational, detached way – but like you said, this doesn’t mean they’re absent of emotion in any way. I’ve gone through some of my personal favourites in terms of potential omissions and sentiments that can be inferred

This passage gives the reason for alhaitham’s sarcasm, which I think is interesting in fleshing out his character in terms of him wanting to evade unwanted interaction, as it’s a call to question the things alhaitham says and why, and also the motives behind his bickering with kaveh. alhaitham can be seen to instigate supposed ‘trouble’ with kaveh by outright goading or teasing, such as when we’re introduced to kaveh during the archon quest, which can be seen as alhaitham genuinely enjoying his and kaveh’s rapport, and yet kaveh perceives this as alhaitham antagonising him.

it can demonstrate the difference between kaveh’s method of communication as opposed to alhaitham’s, as kaveh states that it’s come to a point where he can’t tell the difference between sarcasm and genuine praise, whereas alhaitham typically uses sarcasm as a means of deflection and evasion, but also to goad kaveh into interacting. It’s an interesting passage (for me) because it seems to directly ask for engagement to question alhaitham, which is exactly what alhaitham values as knowledge, this ability to analyse and question, which aligns so well with the alhaitham style of narrative for his character stories – of course he would invite the reader to question the information they’re given (at least, that’s how I choose to see it hehe)

additionally, this passage seems to contrast directly with alhaitham inviting kaveh to live with him, considering that his and kaveh’s relationship is described as ‘terrible’ by outsiders, and that alhaitham claims to want to leave the house of daena to avoid another interaction with kaveh, but doesn’t – it can raise the question, if alhaitham wants to avoid trouble, why does he go out of the way to include kaveh in his life?

The mirror passage is pretty damning in terms of sentiment I think hahaha, whilst there are no mentions of alhaitham’s feelings regarding their argument or how he feels at the present, it’s very evident that this is a significant, positive shift for him in what he gains by having kaveh directly involved in his life – being kaveh himself

Also, alhaitham’s mentions of home are almost exclusively tied to his grandmother’s house, and then the property he and kaveh were given due to their thesis project – a property which he moved into on his own accord, despite having inherited his grandmother’s home. I’ve discussed it’s likely that alhaitham expected to run into kaveh at some point upon moving into this once shared property (as there’s nothing really here to suggest otherwise, as the reasons for alhaitham’s move aren’t mentioned), so it’s discernible that living with kaveh has never once posed as an issue for alhaitham

I’ve talked about the line regarding kaveh’s dissatisfaction here as it essentially builds into what alhaitham considers important to the both of them functioning as each other’s mirror. as a side note, I really like the EN translation listing build up here, as if listing properties that are supposedly almost inconsequential only to amount to what is essential not only to alhaitham’s perspective as a scholar, but alhaitham as a person, with kaveh’s personal attributes listed beside his scholarly views

When looking at this passage in particular and comparing it to his character stories as a whole, it’s actually really touching ahaha alhaitham’s interactions are limited with rebutting ‘offensive’ comments spoken at work meetings he chooses to attend, and nodding at those he considers himself friendly with in the street, as well as meetings with nahida and those he is friendly with, so alhaitham being the one to invite kaveh to live with him can almost come out of nowhere, especially as there are no recorded feelings about his past friendship with kaveh, other than that he values kaveh’s intelligence and that they worked together, but fell out due to differences – which is then described as a typical occurrence in the akademiya, as if calling attention to this generalisation of the description of this event. It makes the omission here questionable, as alhaitham’s perspective of the argument, along with his personal feelings, aren’t given, whereas kaveh goes into much more detail

Additionally, alhaitham makes repeated references to avoiding prejudices and maintaining objectivity, so him valuing kaveh’s opposing perspective makes perfect sense, but alhaitham goes above this by actively considering kaveh his mirror, which aligns them as perfect equals, something that alhaitham obviously values and prioritises - kaveh is very much highlighted as an irreplaceable bond

I think this is a perfect example of alhaitham’s sentiment present but not explicitly stated. Alhaitham’s life pursuit of comfort is based upon his grandmother’s wishes for him. I find the phrase ‘he was informed’ really interesting, in that he was seemingly previously unaware that this had been arranged for him by his grandmother, in order for him to learn from other darshans, to maintain a balanced, clear perspective, like a one-sided communication from his grandmother – and this leading into how alhaitham lives by his grandmother’s advice is especially touching

Following this then, alhaitham moving out of his inherited house and into the new property (which again we aren’t given a reason as to why), and looking through the books his parents had left, supposedly for the first time in a while, perhaps even since looking through them for the first time? But as it’s stipulated that alhaitham has next to no memories of his parents, and all he knows is through his grandmother, this passage reads as alhaitham gaining a sense of them through their writing, a one-way communication. The passage ends with the encapsulation of his character stories, abiding by his grandmother’s wishes for him to pursue a life suitable for him, which I think is a really moving sentiment. there’s no detail given about personal feelings as there might have been in kaveh’s writing style, but there doesn’t need to be with all this implied sentiment, that invites the reader to engage with the text

!!! you have a really interesting take on alhaitham’s vision. I don’t think it’s farfetched to associate this with kaveh considering that alhaitham’s character stories as a whole invite interpretation, and they allude to kaveh’s philosophies very often when outlining alhaitham’s opposing views on collectivism

It does seem that alhaitham gained his vision after the argument, as he was out on a research trip, which presumably he undertook on his own, as the thesis with kaveh is the only joint project he worked on so ‘people are controlled by language under many circumstances’ is interesting to me here as it’s a rather ambiguous line, being that it can have both positive connotations (in terms of making a language unique to the respective individual, aligning with alhaitham’s individualism) and negative connotations

In relation to kaveh, this line from the tome could represent the limits of language, or rather the subjectivity of it, in that language can easily be misconstrued by another. During their argument, I see it that alhaitham’s underlying concern for kaveh’s philosophies is construed as an attack on kaveh’s character, as this tension is described as 'exploding spectacularly’, so it’s comprehensible that in the heat of the moment, intentions weren’t worded in the ideal way. In this sense, regret can perhaps be inferred here, as the restrictions of language failed in communicating himself effectively, which carries this sense of longing to connect that you mention with this dichotomy of egoism and social affiliation

Alhaitham’s character stories are so fun to tear into, there’s so many angles to take when reading them precisely because of certain omissions and implications of personal feelings – when contrasting them with kaveh’s, it becomes evident just how much emotion and how many details have been left out on the surface, but that doesn’t mean they aren’t there! Thank you so much for your ask, it’s certainly given me a lot to think about! <33333

[yandere-daydreams]

tw - nonconsensual drug use, kidnapping/imprisonment, nonconsensual touching, and obsessive behavior.

One of them put something in your tea.

You think it was Alhaitham – smug, scheming Alhaitham, who never greeted you with anything more than a dead-eyed stare and never kept you for anything less than an hour when he called you aside for a one-sided conversation in his rarely used office nestled in among the highest alcoves of the Akademiya. You didn’t trust him, didn’t like how willing he was to abandon his duties in favor of chasing whatever his fickle curiosity latched onto, didn’t feel comfortable with the way his eyes pried into you when you were alone together. He’d been the one to invite you over to the apartments he and Kaveh shared, too, to ignore your requests to see the artifacts he claimed to have found during his latest expedition in favor of forcing one of Kaveh's well-love clay mugs into your hands. It’d probably been him. It’d make sense, to both your rational mind and the sentimental creature inside of you, if it’d been him.

Which is exactly why the scholar constantly gnawing at the back of your mind – ever-doubtful, ever-distrusting – screamed that it had to have been Kaveh. You liked him more than you liked Alhaitham, trusted him more than you could ever trust Alhaitham, and he’d had just as much time with the drink that’d just barely touched your lips, muttering about Alhaitham’s nonexistent sense of taste as he shoveled sugar into your mug by the spoonful. You admired him, too; unlike Alhaitham, Kaveh threw himself wholly and entirely into his work, his research, and he’d never had to corner you to have your full attention. That was why it was so easy to tell yourself that you should’ve been more careful, that you should’ve been more wary of the threat that presented itself as aid than the one who wore its true colors proudly. It was definitely Kaveh. Or, it was definitely Alhaitham.

Or, it didn’t matter which one of them put something in your tea, because one of them had put something in your tea and neither of them seemed to care.

You could already feel some of the more pronounced effects setting in; your hands limp and numb where they’d fallen into your lap, your tongue dry and swollen in your mouth, your vision already beginning to blur around the edges. You were still sitting at their claustrophobic kitchen table, Kaveh less than arm’s length to your right and Alhaitham far enough to stare you down from a careful distance, but you had to strain to listen to their conversation. “You’re never home,” Kaveh droned, in the tone he only seemed to use when talking to Alhaitham. “The poor thing would die of neglect in the first week. You couldn’t take care of a houseplant, much less a person.”

“Houseplants require a great deal of research and intuition. People tend to be much louder about their wants and needs.” Likewise, Alhaitham was using the tone he saved exclusively for Kaveh; one of self-gratifying neutrality, as if the pedestal he’d put himself on was too tall to let him notice something as insignificant as Kaveh’s frustration. “And it's not as if you can be trusted with this kind of responsibility. Not for any longer than a few hours, at least.”

There was a beat of silence. When Alhaitham failed to go on, Kaveh let out an exasperated groan. “What’s that supposed to mean, scribe?”

“Oh, only that an architect as passionate as you are tends to be easily distracted. I’d give it...” He quirked his head to the side, gaze shifting to something purposefully distant. “…three days before a new proposal catches your eye, and I know how difficult it can be for you to balance more than one project at a time.”

“See, that’s your problem. You think of them as an object that must be dusted off once or twice a week, whereas I see them as my beautiful and beloved lover who I want nothing more than to spend time with.” Something about Alhaitham’s frown quirked, and Kaveh hastily corrected himself. “Alright, my soon-to-be lover. It doesn’t matter – even if I don’t take the first turn, they’ll be in my loving arms eventually, and once they are, they'll never want to go back to yours. I’d tell you to save yourself a heartbreak, but I’m still not sure if you have a heart.”

Now it was Alhaitham’s turn to put on a façade of mock-exasperation, letting out a breathy exhale as he leaned onto the tabletop. “Timing can be very important. Whatever we do, whoever gets to do it – they’re going to set a precedent. Since I don’t want to have another brat under my roof, we have to be careful.”

To his credit, Kaveh didn’t try to deny it, merely leveling the accusation back at Alhaitham. “You? Careful? Which one of us thought he could take the General Mahamatra in a fight?”

And, to Alhaitham’s credit, he didn’t waste his breath trying to fight for his innocence, either. Rather, he turned to you, sharp eyes immediately piercing the very depths of your soul. “(Y/n),” and then, in a voice slightly softer than the one he’d addressed Kaveh with, “What do you think? You’re rational enough to know who’d take better care of you.”

You managed to open your mouth, to pry your lips apart and start to spit out something halfway coherent.

Then, without making a sound, you collapsed onto their table, knocking your mug to its side and spilling Alhaitham's awful tea onto their tiled floor.

Kaveh reacted first, gasping as he gathered you in his arms. You were dead weight, barely able to hold your own head up, but he made an effort to keep you upright, to pretend you were in any way acting of your own will as he pulled you against his chest and raked his calloused fingers against your damp hair. “Aw, look at the poor thing! I told you to use a smaller dose.”

The gratification was minimal, dampened by panic and exhaustion too ebbing to be natural. Something seemed to light behind Alhaitham’s dull eyes, and in turn, something jagged turned in your stomach. “I still need an answer,” he reiterated. You did your best to glare, to thrash Kaveh’s hold, but you could barely twitch, barely keep yourself conscious, and Alhaitham went on undeterred. “We’ll have to ask again once your head’s started to clear. The effect should only last for a few days – a week, at most, to give you time to adjust.”

Kaveh’s attention drifted downward, his lips brushing against the side of your throat. You felt his hair ghost over your shoulder as his head dipped lower, as his heart beat just a little faster against your back. Your eyes found Alhaitham, and for the first time since you’d first met him, his scowl broke to reveal a small, sharp smile.

“Until then, there should be enough of you to share.”

[ilykaveh]

⭒ 1 , 2 , 3 , 4 ! I WANNA BE A WH0RE !

[ ALHAITHAM AS YOUR TUTOR . ]

content · fem ! reader, name calling, bimbo reader, alcohol mention, sub ! reader, teasing, degradation, manipulation, alhaitham is a bit toxic, in public, possessiveness, taking and sharing photos without consent, threesome mention, toy use.

· alhaitham hates socializing, let's make that clear. while you may have bumped into him a few times in the corridor or at mandatory school events, the first time that you actually met him was when you were over at his dorm.

· you'd spent a night at a frat party where you had bumped into his roommate, kaveh. the two of you hit it off over a few drinks and a couple of rounds of beer pong — before you knew it, you were on the way back to his place and getting a little bit handsy in the back of the uber ride.

· while you both intended on getting laid that evening, the reality was that kaveh passed out the moment that his head hit the pillow. regardless, you lay in his bed beside him, too tired to care, and fell asleep for the night.

· the next morning, you woke up to cold and unfamiliar sheets. upon checking your phone, you discovered that it was way past two p.m., and you’d missed your morning lecture. after picking up your discarded clothes and any other belongings, you stumbled into the common area whereby you were greeted by your stoic, grey-haired classmate.

· his nose was buried in a book as he sprawled out on the couch, and despite your efforts to make a stealthy exit, you knocked over a rather gaudy lamp. alhaitham’s quick reflexes surprised you as, without moving his gaze from the page, he reached out and grabbed the object before it could hit the ground. you stood there in shock for a moment as he looked at you up and down before breaking the silence, bluntly informing you that kaveh had a seminar to attend.

· the two of you made some light conversation, though it was really just alhaitham making short responses and you trying to be as polite as you could. in all honesty, the man was intrigued by you. he was used to girls in his classes being all over him as a result of his academic prowess and his above average physique. you, however… there was something special about you.

· he ended up inviting you to get some coffee and to go over the notes from the lecture that you missed, and of course you agreed, with the exception that you could go home first to get changed and grab your laptop. although it very clearly wasn’t a date, you hated going out without looking your very best. to your surprise, alhaitham walked you back to your dorm and waited for you to get yourself ready.

· alhaitham clearly overestimated how quickly he would be done with this. reviewing the material covered this morning would typically take him an hour at most, whereas now the pair of you were on your third round of coffee and barely approaching halfway. hell, he was wondering how you ever managed to get into university.

· ever the sceptic, he even debated whether or not you were simply faking your stupidity to get closer to him, but by the way that you left for the bathroom for the sixth- no, seventh time just to redo your lip gloss, he doubted that. how drunk did kaveh have to be to bring you home? maybe you were just an easy fuck; it seemed that much was apparent to alhaitham. he cursed under his breath as he found himself contemplating how much fun his roommate had had the night before with you. he wasn’t a sleeze, but you were practically parading yourself around like a piece of meat in that short pink skirt.

· one coffee date soon turned into permanent tutoring. alhaitham told himself that he was doing it for your good rather than any selfish reasons — surely it's better that you study with him instead of some pervert that would gladly take sex as a payment for their time, right? or at least, that's how it was at first.

· it didn't take too long for alhaitham to become frustrated with your incompetence. he'd explain a given subject three or four times, and you would barely understand the basics even then. everything came to head with him snapping and running his hands through his hair as he called you a good for nothing slut, even going as far as to (rhetorically) ask if you would do a better job if he questioned you whilst having you bent over the table and his cock buried deep inside your whore cunt.

· at first, you were slightly taken aback; it was strange to see a man that typically kept his emotions under lock and key display such an outburst. then you thought about it a little more… maybe he was just giving you a study tip! that sounded more like the alhaitham you knew! he'd never degrade you over nothing, would he?!

· so you did what any sane person would do (or rather, what you thought any sane person would do) and said that you could try that, if he thought that it would help. alhaitham internally rolled his eyes, mentally cursing you for being so astronomically gullible. but after all of the strain that you've put him through, the countless hours of revising powerpoints and testing you with his personal collection of flash cards… he agreed.

· a pg-rated study session soon transformed into something out of a cheap porno. alhaitham prepped you a little, making you sit on the desk that you were using while he fingered you, all the while he recited facts for you to repeat back to him. by the time that you were ready, having reached a point dangerously close to coming undone, he leaned back in his seat and patted his lap, motioning for you to sit on his muscular thigh.

· you didn’t even bother to put your panties back on as you sauntered over to sit on his lap. your skirt rode up, leaving your wet cunt exposed. alhaitham undid the button on his jeans and pulled out his half-hard cock. your jaw almost dropped at the sight of it - it was certainly thicker than any other dick you’d taken, though the length is really what made you drool. your tutor teased your neediness a little before presenting you his idea: he was going to quiz you on some of the material, and if you answered right, you’d get his cock. simple enough… right?

· however, it would be stupid for alhaitham not to take full advantage of the dripping cunt in front of him, and the needy little doll that came attached. every time that you got a question wrong, or if he caught you daydreaming about his cock, he’d punish you. it was lighter at first, for example he reached under your shirt and groped at your breast. after five… no, six, questions, you made the mistake of hesitating and the man grabbed the base of his cock, then slapping the appendage against your pussy. he only smirked as you whined and bucked your hips against him, only for him to remind you that he still had a couple more questions to ask you.

· it was over an hour before you finally got to the end of his impromptu exam, and your demeanour was now akin to a desperate puppy. a pout had taken over your features, and your eyes were becoming increasingly glassy with tears threatening to spill if you didn’t get what you wanted - alhaitham was merely amused by what a delightful situation he’d found himself in, a pretty bimbo sat on his lap and begging him to be touched. you were putty in his very hands, so he saw it fit to allow you to ride him - after all, he was the one doing you a favour, right?

· these little study sessions soon improved your grades, and you were over the moon! upon receiving your results, you ran up to the taller man, who had to catch you before you both toppled over onto the grass courtyard besides the lecture hall. although alhaitham knew that he should be happy for you, the improvement instilled a fear in him: if you were smart enough to get these grades on you own, perhaps you wouldn’t need him anymore.

· that little thought sowed the seed in his mind that soon turned into a fully framed plan. sure, some would argue that it was a little bit manipulative, but it was for your own good, so he wasn’t causing any harm… right? and it certainly wasn’t done with a single ounce of malice, and you seemed to enjoy this little arrangement, so he continued to reason with himself that everything was perfectly fine.

· alhaitham’s scheme was simple: amongst all of the correct information that he taught you during your study sessions, he’d pepper in a few incorrect tidbits. it would prevent you from ever hitting full marks, and you could continue getting your pretty princess cunt stuffed full three or four times a week. he hated to admit it, but your adorable face as he pinned you down against his mattress and rutted into you whilst you recited what you’ve learnt to him. he always made sure that you thanked him for being such a wonderful tutor, and he even fucked you so good that you would agree with every single degrading phrase that slipped past his lips; it ranged from how you really were only good for getting fucked and that maybe you should drop out and become a full time whore to him reminding you that the only way you ever learnt anything was by spreading your legs.

· before you knew it, you were completely and utterly wrapped around alhaitham’s finger. you agreed to anything that he said if he promised that it would help you become smarter and would improve your grades! you even heard him out (and later went along with his plans) when he presented you with a cute pink dildo that you could slip into your panties before a test, and the idea was that you would recall answers easier because you were so used to learning with your cunt wrapped around his own cock.

· that being said, alhaitham was equally enamoured with you. he slowly allowed you to coax him out of his reclusive shell without even realising it himself. you would drag him along to social gatherings and parties - he told himself that he was doing it with your best interest at heart, after all anything could happen to such a dimwitted sweetheart like yourself, especially when you saw nothing wrong with wearing a miniskirt and a crop top out in the february cold. and no, it wasn’t like those fishnet tights or obnoxiously large white boots were doing anything to keep you warm at all.

· various classmates and other students on campus soon had you pegged as alhaitham’s girl, the precious, doe-eyed lamb that followed him around wherever he went and vice versa. other men were too scared to approach you as you had a scowling, grey-haired guard dog few paces behind you shooting them a death glare, and all the girls were insanely jealous about how you managed to bag the man that they’d been fawning over for so long. they even went as far as to gossip about how loose your cunt must be considering you’ve slept with half the guys on campus before him, and that you’d probably get bored and jump onto the next cock within a matter of weeks. alhaitham was quick to ensure that you never heard any of this, no matter how true the aforementioned statements were. a quick few threats here and a him flashing a picture that he’d secretly taken of your cunt struggling to take his cock shut them up rather fast.

· the only person that alhaitham allowed to hear you fuck though, was his roommate. in fact, he’d specifically speed up his pace in order to force louder noises out of your sweet throat in order to remind kaveh of what he had missed out on. he wasn’t totally mean though, no. because alhaitham promised that if you managed to pass this year’s finals, he’d let the blonde join in on your fun for an evening.

[poswiecenia]

( 📜 ) HE'S BEGINNING TO come around and become more and more lucid , which was good. normal even. he'd seen the drug be used before on others but in smaller doses , with kaveh's reaction and sluggishness it was likely that he'd been given something with more kick. or , more probable , a higher dosage . .

❝ CORRECT. IT DOESN'T matter. my life is miniscule comparatively. you have much more to live for whereas i do not. what i want is for you to pull through. that's all. ❞ he lifts kaveh's hair back just incase the noises that imply that he was about to regurgitate what little remained in his stomach was genuinely about to pass. in the end kaveh managed to remain stable , yet turquoise eyes flick over the senior's face as an expression unusual to alhaitham's usually stone - like expression arose upon it. worry.

HE ISN'T PAYING attention but that meant little to alhaitham as his head canted off to the side , humming a soft melodic tune ; lack of fear in singing without permission or reason. consequence meant little to him if it meant that he could enlighten kaveh to a tune unheard before ; something only he knew and would gift to him. ❝ YES , A RECORD. it vibrates waves on a disc that houses sound or music that has been prerecorded while it spins in a circle , a funny little thing but a fascinating bit of technology. akin to the album's that our sponsors like to make of the winners of duets or private audiences . . but on a larger disk. ❞ as alhaitham talks his eyes find something nonsequential to stare at , as they did whenever he got too deep into explaining something to the uninitiated.

( USUALLY PAIRED WITH a scowl or frown however this was kaveh. he'd never be irritated to explain something he genuinely had no knowledge on. he liked to share. but only to kaveh. )

❝ JUST WATER. TRUST me. ❞ kaveh had no reason too but alhaitham hoped that his actions spoke louder than his words ( not that he spoke many to begin with . . ) as he held the cup against the other man's lips. turquoise gaze flicking to catch a glance of his now wet lips against the glass , a slow exhale leaving him ; able to be hidden as the question kaveh posed hit his ears. eyes flick up to his eyes now , a sliver of mild offence visible in his eyes.

HE SUPPOSED HE couldn't blame him for being suspicious , though again he had hoped that his actions spoke true to how he had little need to press upon him any of that. useless and a waste of time. couldn't be helped with how foggy his sun's memory was -- something that was sad to see happen as he accumulated more and more wins under his name.

HIS HAND COMES to rest atop his knee with the glass now removed from his grasp , watching the lion like a hawk to be sure he wouldn't completely choke on the liquid. the paralyzing effect of the drug , while worn off enough for the other to speak to him in proper lucid sentences . . still had a hold on him.

❝ SPONSOR STOPPED BY. told him i had to step away -- i could hear you before you got silenced. tried to get away earlier but i got pulled away but where we are isn't important. you know when your sponsor was to pick you up ? ❞ a question , his tone biting somewhat --- it was clear how he felt about the one that held kaveh's contract until the very end. he would fight and do whatever he had to do for kaveh to escape this. to win.

Alhaitham doesn’t waver before divulging it to him, in a world of disorienting, convulsive color a revelation is laid before him, they’d done this to him too. Something leaden and sickening swells against his abdomen, bile clawing up his throat and leaving his tongue slick. It meant no one was extricated from this eventuality, even those who held the favour of their sponsors, even those who felt wholly untouchable. Held captive by those truths he doesn’t recoil from the other’s invasive touch, his insides churn at the tactile sensation of them caressing across his cheek, gingerly tucking a defiant strand of blonde behind his ear. His gaze is sharp, blown-wide pupils tremulous, Kaveh is certain his skin will remain tacky for hours even after being carefully wiped clean by Alhaitham. He wants to obstinately shake his head, to swat his solicitous hands away and tell him to fuck off but he cannot, he chooses not to, even he can’t tell.      

❝ doesn’t matter…. ? ❞ he echoes Alhaitham’s indifference, a tinny sound that reverberates around him becoming discordant before crashing back down like a violent ocean. How can he believe that, when his body is attestation to the abominable things their sponsors were willing to do in pursuit of their own gratification. He stares at Alhaitham, blinks slowly, as if inertia had taken the place of his erratic heartbeat and his breathing had become so slow it was moribund. There’s no place for such a reprieve and all too soon the details of the room, the mutiny of overturned plates, food and alcohol smeared across the table, the distant hum of music without vocals, it all comes back to him. He lets out a soft sound akin to a whimper and his stomach heaves, his throat narrows, his mind reels. Alhaitham remains gentle with him, attentive, Kaveh left so touch averse that he regards each transgression with bleary narrowed eyes and a deep, condemning lower.    ❝  What are you talking about ? A record ? ❞ his sluggish eyes trail after him as he rises from the floor and inspects the table, finding a place between his muscular shoulders to anchor his gaze, as if he were nervous he might be swept up again in the fierce undulations of nausea and confusion. ❝  It’s like it always is with you… I have no idea what you’re talking about…❞  he mutters, even Kaveh cannot remain ignorant to the lack of vehemence in his tone, it were as if all the colour in him had been wrung from him, he was an etiolated flower withering in the long shadows cast by their captivity. There was so little of him left now… What he had looked like ? When did that dusting of sleep deprivation made him look so jaded ? He turns his gaze away, allowing his gaze to catch on some pile of indiscriminately discarded clothes, they weren’t his which meant… a shudder tore up his spine and he desperately wrapped his arms around himself.  ❝ What is that…? ❞ But Alhaitham doesn’t seem inclined to listen to him, when was the last time he had listened to him anyway ? Before pressing the cup to his lips, the crisp fresh taste of water doesn’t wash away the lingering taste of spiked liquor but the relief is immediate and he can breathe just a little easier.     ❝ How did you find me ? ❞ he manages to sound suspicious even as he nudges his fingers between Alhaitham’s and steals the cup for himself drawing it closer to continue to tentatively drink from it. ❝….. I don’t even know where this place is…❞  his voice pitched lowered, a dreadfully plaintive tone. 

[himeryu]

— Love Rivalry: 28. Mistake

kaveh x reader

"An amazing defense as always," your professor compliments you and Alhaitham as he walks towards the stage with a wide grin. You smile at your professor as you mouth a thank you, whereas Alhaitham nods. You glance at your now former partner, trying to read his emotions. 

Unreadable and unpredictable, those two words are what Alhaitham is known for. Nonetheless, your time spent with him was no joke; even witnessing the stone-faced Alhaitham slip up years ago. However, it's been two years, and many things have changed, including your relationship with the man. From predicting his every word to not knowing what he would say next, the damage that has been caused would never heal a wounded heart.

"You two truly make an excellent pair," your professor continues.

Your smile immediately falls. 

--- 

"Thank God that is over," you express as you walk out of the building. 2 hours have passed since you and Alhaitham started your defense, and all you wanted to do was to rest. Alhaitham walks beside you at your right, his eyelids half-lidded as he puts on one of his Bluetooth earphones. 

"You messed up," Alhaitham exposes as he looks at you with an irritated gaze.

"Excuse me?" You raise your eyebrows as you look at him, confused.

"30 minutes in the defense, you used a trivial source that took up 25 minutes of our time," He remarked, "Because of that, we almost lost focus of our thesis and wasted some time." 

"If only you came to me on time, then maybe we wouldn't have to speed up our conclusion," he continues, extremely irritated. His gaze on you is belittling as your heart sinks— standing beside him, astonished.

You can't back down now.  

"You said you'd accept my proposal," you refute, bringing out your phone and showing your conversation. However, instead of switching his gaze to your phone, it stays locked onto you. Unwavering and intimidating are two words to describe his look at you. You hold your ground without batting an eye. However, you can't help but feel a pang in your ego. 

"If I knew your proposal would nearly give us a demerit, I wouldn't have agreed."

"So you just accepted it without prior checking? since when did you do that?"

"You don't have to know."

"Well, it doesn't matter anyway," You say with your eyes fixed on your phone— you need to text him anyway. "Our partnership ends here. I think it's best if you don't talk to me anymore."

"For my sanity as well," you mumble quietly as you text Kaveh, hoping he doesn't hear it. However, he does. 

"Why," he mutters, your breath hitch at his sudden change in tone: it's full of emotions. Slowly, you tilt your head to look at him, eyes wide open at seeing his face. 

"Why are you looking at me like that?" You ask. Alhaitham opens his mouth to answer but immediately shuts it as he looks away from your eyes. You scoff in annoyance at the audacity of this man.

"Why are you suddenly showing me this side of you?" You continue, "after the many times you pushed me away?"

You ask him, who still refuses to look you in the eye. Anger starts to take over your body. 

"I'm sorry," he says; your eyes widen in both anger and sadness— the audacity of this man for apologizing. 

"Why are you apologizing now? After two years, Alhaitham!" You yell, "why now?"

"I'm–" Alhaitham tries to reach for your wrist to hold you, yet you pull away. Tears threatened to roll down your cheeks, but you refused to cry in front of him. You swallow deeply as you try to keep your emotions from spilling. It's embarrassing, really; Why are you suddenly so emotional? Why does it have to be because of him?

Alhaitham stays quiet; His gaze is soft, yet it holds so much remorse, in contrast to your eyes filled with anger. Slowly, he opens his mouth to speak.

"[Name], I–"

"[Name]!" Kaveh calls out your name and walks toward you with a smile, interrupting Alhaitham. You turn to look at Kaveh with wide eyes; However, Alhaitham's gaze goes back to their usual cold and unreadable. 

"You're here already," you mumble as you slowly walk towards him, leaving Alhaitham and meeting Kaveh halfway.

"I'm here to pick you up," Kaveh grins, yet it falls as he looks closer into your eyes. "You..." he mumbles quietly to himself; you tilt your head slightly in confusion. 

"Me?"

"Your eyes"

"Ah–" you gasp as you quickly wipe off your tears. "Oh, this is nothing. You don't have to worry," you say.

Kaveh looks at you and then at Alhaitham. His expression immediately falls as he puts two and two together; however, it was left unnoticed by you. Dirty emotions fill his brain as he sees your situation. Your teary eyes and Alhaitham staring at you like a lost puppy trying to gain independence yet still holding attachment fills Kaveh with so much disdain. He wants to test the waters and finally understands the sickening tension between you and his roommate.

So, Kaveh leans into your ear, making you blush, but his gaze not leaving Alhaitham, hoping to see a reaction. Alhaitham glares at Kaveh, who only smiles as he whispers into your ear in a low voice, "Hey [Name]." Goosebumps spread across your body as you feel his breath hitting your ear, turning red. 

He gently grabs your wrist, caressing your palm without changing his position. You gasp at the sudden contact, "Kaveh, what are you–"

"Wanna go somewhere?" He whispers, "just the two of us?" 

Fuck.

You nod in acceptance, to which Kaveh smiles. You both start walking away with Kaveh's hold onto your wrist, your back facing Alhaitham, whom you left alone. However, a sick twist of fate plays in his hands. Instead of looking forward, you turn your head to glance at the man you left alone– Alhaitham. Kaveh's heart drops. 

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sorry for the late post i was recovering from a heartbreak so here's some angst!

SYNOPSIS You’ve been rejected by your academic rival, alhaitham, without even confessing or having feelings for him. You decided to go to a party to fix your damaged ego, so why are you suddenly making out with his roommate?

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