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warnings: none! except that i didn't proofread bc i'm exhausted
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notes: anyone rmb the last time i wrote fanfics? me neither. but here i am i hope it's ok lol
there’s a grain of rice on your face, al-haitham notices, caught by the corner of your mouth from the latest bite on your food. but you’re far too caught up in conversation with kaveh, who's excitedly gesturing to you and practically jostling the booth seat that he and al-haitham are sharing. he stares at you, waiting for you to catch his eye because with the way you’re also so animatedly speaking to kaveh, he’s not quite sure how either of you will react to his interruption. so he waits, eyes flitting between your eyes, the bowl of food in front of you, and the rice by your lips.
he’s not sure how kaveh doesn’t notice, but with the way his roommate is also eating in between his words, he’s not surprised. classic kaveh. he scoffs under his breath and much to his disappointment, both of you stop talking and look to him. kaveh looks offended, you look slightly less so, but clearly not appreciative of the noise.
“did we say something wrong?” you ask and al-haitham wants to face plant in his food. he didn’t mean for the scoff to come out that loud and for you to hear, and he didn’t want you to feel bad for getting so excited to talk.
“no, no of course not. it’s just—,” he tries to gesture to his own face while holding a spoon. it’s unsuccessful and he must look like a fool because you only look confused and kaveh looks at him oddly.
“sorry, is our conversation getting in the way of your eating?” you ask. your tone sounds slightly offended but he’s not quite sure and he races for something to say with both of you staring at him like he said something from out of left field.
you add quickly, “we can talk about something else if this is bothering you.”
“your face,” al-haitham blurts out. a beat of silence passes.
then much to al-haitham’s dismay, kaveh speaks first and opens big mouth and says, “did you just call them ugly?”
you face falls, kaveh scoffs, and al-haitham wants to sink into himself. this isn’t how he would have ever imagined a conversation between the three of you unfolding, lest kaveh saying something that is most definitely out of left field. your expression is a mix of hurt and confusion and al-haitham wishes that he never invited kaveh along. it was just supposed to be the two of you, you could talk about whatever was on your mind and he would happily listen. he’d nod along, chime in when he felt was appropriate, make you feel like you could tell him anything, so that maybe he could also tell you anything and everything. but no, kaveh had to be coming home when the two of you were on the way out and you, ever so kind to his roommate, asked if you could invite him too. which landed him in this situation, trying to determine the best words to say to remedy this.
“of course not,” al-haitham hissed to kaveh. he looked back at you and cleared his throat. “you’re not ugly, don’t ever think that please. there’s just have something here.” he trailed off towards the end and pointed to his own face. your brows furrowed and he felt the urge to run out the restaurant.
“sorry, sorry, i meant…” he raised his hand towards your face, gently brushed the grain of rice away with his thumb, and froze. you looked just as surprised but didn’t push him away or tell him to put his hand down.
“oh! thanks,” you sucked in a quick breath and straightened up, pulling away from his hand. still, a smile tugged on your lips. maybe this wouldn’t be so bad, al-haitham thought. if he could make that expression appear more on your face, he’s sure that he could win you over in no time.
“are you two done flirting? because i’d like to finish our conversation and food,” kaveh’s voice cut through al-haitham’s focus. moment ruined. he sat back up straight and shook his head, shoveling food into his mouth and sending a sharp kick to the man next to him. you covered your mouth, chewing and trying to contain your laugh at the same time.
yeah, he would have to take you out again sometime soon. and with no roommates around next time so he could savor those expressions of yours and keep them all to himself.
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