You should really stop playing with your food, Kafka. — I know. Next time. This time... It's already too late.

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Even though he wanted to continue complaining, to spend hours ranting until he'd gotten everything out of his system, just being held by the Scribe was ... More comforting than many might think - even more so with the way the other's hand felt stroking his hair. On pure instinct Kaveh allowed himself to snuggle more securely into warm hold, eyes slowly closing as the tension from his body began to relax where he lay.

" Mm , I made a point to charge them premium for all of the redraws ... They have no idea how many nights I was up until sunrise just trying to get things right - to try and make them happy . " Already his complaining sounded more subdued, almost lazy as his head lifted slightly, just enough to let Kaveh nuzzle his head under Alhaitham's chin.

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Snuggling with Kaveh was dangerous, each time it happened he didn't know just how long he was able to hold back his feelings and more. When he was close his heart panicked in his chest, and when he was far away his arms craved to hold him once more. So much so that he would day dream of having the impossible - the man himself.

❝ I hope you are remembering to take care of yourself? The last time I received a call about you becoming gravely ill I had to cross the desert only for you to get better by the time I arrived. ❞

Alhaitham teased a smirk across his face. It wouldn't be home if a few teasing tones, followed by Kaveh's ruffled feathers. His hand resumed to petting the blonde softly until he offered to take him out to dinner for once. It was always Alhaitham paying for Kaveh's needs and his own, but the blonde not getting into any scams and actually saving his money to treat him was ... out of the ordinary.

"Let me distract you."

"Let's misbehave."

"I can't stop thinking about you."

"Can I borrow a kiss? I promise I'll give it back."

"I'm putting you on my to-do list."

"I'd look good on you."

"Don't bite your lip, I want to do that."

"Do you have a name or can I just call you mine?"

"I seem to have lost my number, can I have yours?"

"You're even more beautiful than yesterday."

"Shouldn't you be in my bed?"

"Trouble never looked so goddamn fine."

"You're a bad idea, but I like bad ideas."

"Maybe we should just kiss to break the tension."

"If you obey all the rules, you miss all the fun."

"You're a shy little thing, aren't you?"

"Let's flip coins. Head, I'm yours. Tails, you're mine."

"Smile is the second best thing you can do with your lips."

"Your lips would look so much better on mine."

"You know we should save some water, shower together."

"You like me because I'm a scoundrel."

"I'll do anything for a woman with a knife."

"The fastest way to shut me up is to kiss me."

"I just want you to be happy! And perhaps a little bit naked."

"I like my bed, but I'd rather be in yours."

"Are you cake? 'Cause I want a piece of that."

"Your shirt has to go, but you can stay."

"You owe me a drink because when I saw you I dropped mine."

"You must be tired, because you've been running through my mind all day."

"Maybe making out for a few minutes would help us figure things out."

Maybe he was overreacting by some people's standards, but when all he had heard all day was nitpicking and constant ' suggestions ' from people that knew nothing of architecture ... It was due to drive anyone positively insane.

A heavy sigh escaped the blond as he trudged over to the younger man, almost throwing himself onto the sofa beside the Scribe - if only to bury his face directly against Alhaitham's chest.

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So the only reason he was doing it was because the pay was good? But if they made him redo the drafts of each model after approving it then they should be paying extra for his time and materials. He allows the older to collapse beside him and in turn vent into his chest - a dangerous place that could easily give him away - and yet he has been able to pine from afar for years now.

The embrace makes the scribe smile as a hand moves to pet the top of his head in comfort. After all, this is one method to calm Kaveh down and clearly less violent.

❝ If you had to redo it so many times I hope they will be paying for your time and materials. After all, there could be other opportunities that you could accept if they suddenly presented themselves. Your architecture is in high demand after all. ❞

Alhaitham pauses and smiles softly down at Kaveh.

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It was about time that Kaveh was about to appear at home, and soon his peaceful days at home were going to be interrupted by his loud room mate who just wouldn't leave him alone. Or was it more like Alhaitham didn't really want him to leave. After all being friends for so long. As the blonde enters their house Alhaitham looks up from his book and sighs a little to himself. Kaveh was crying yet again which meant he needed to do the consoling.

❝ Something bad happen? ❞

Kafka was someone he might never fully understand. He was a weapon, a man that was doomed to fall into madness sooner or later, and yet she still showed such an interest in him ... It was baffling, but the way breath caught in his throat just from finding himself beneath such gentle touch ...

None could ignore the allure that dripped from Kafka's very being, that much he knew, and no matter how he tried to ignore the part of him that still remained human Blade was all too aware of how his body responded to her.

" K ... Kafka ... " For once, his voice faltered, warmth finding its way across pale cheeks as ember - like irises remained transfixed upon her. Slowly, hesitantly, almost as if he feared he may somehow harm her, hands came to rest upon shapely hips and drew her body closer, until finally their bodies pressed together - as if this were always meant to be.

One hand raised, faintly quivering fingers daring to caress gentle curve of her jaw and encourage her head to tip back before lips would dare descent upon her own.

If she was willing to accept the broken, rage - consumed mess that he was ... Maybe he could finally taste peace again after all these years.

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It's the hesitancy that makes her crave more, as hands explore each curve of her body a low but happy purr escapes her throat. The call of her name with that low needy voice, like a small obedient puppy under her. He pulls her closer and she gently guides his hands down to her rear, allowing her hand to release his, she raises the leg to rest on his hips and if he wishes to explore down her thighs.

❛ Looks like someone needs some assistance, tell me what you need ~ ❜

The hunter says as he reaches out to her jaw and she follows the guidance in the direction he craves. Kafka smirks against his lips but he stops in place, as if unsure if he should or even could claim her as his. If he was unsure then she was going to steal what she wanted. Her gaze moving to stare into gold ones as she allows her tongue to extend out to taste his lips before closing the distance and connecting hers with his. Pink eyes fluttered closed, but in their brief connection she pulls away a little as she lightly bites his bottom lip and pulls a little and releases it.