#kaveh reader

The initial day of closure was spent in quiet study, with Kaveh attending to his clients. The atmosphere was serene, the soft rustling of pages and the gentle tapping of Kaveh's fingers on his desk and pencil dancing on the drafting papers providing a soothing soundtrack to your day. But as the second day dawned, you both agreed to indulge in a well-deserved break. At Kaveh's behest, you embarked on a whimsical adventure: baking cookies together.

The morning sun streamed through the windows, casting a golden glow upon the kitchen as you gathered the necessary ingredients. The countertops were soon laden with bags of flour, sugar, and an assortment of other baking essentials. Laughter and mirth filled the air as you both endeavored to follow a recipe, substituting ingredients when necessary and estimating measurements with an architect's intuition. The process was a delightful dance of creativity and company.

Kaveh's eyes sparkled with amusement as he held the egg in his hand and looked at it for a moment, as if considering his options. Then, with a flick of his wrist, he cracked the egg in a way that you had never seen before, causing the yolk to splatter all over the counter and the shell getting inside the bowl, an embarrassed smile playing on his lips. You couldn't help but chuckle at the sight, your heart swelling with affection for this man who brought so much joy into your life. Together, you sifted flour and sugar, the fine powders creating a soft cloud that hung in the air, a testament to your shared endeavor.

As you busied yourself with cleaning the utensils, Kaveh combined the dry and wet ingredients, murmuring, "It might need some more flour…". Seizing the opportunity for mischief, you grasped the flour bag and approached him. As Kaveh turned to face you, you deftly flicked a pinch of flour at him, catching him off guard.

"Could you please pass me the- AACK!" he exclaimed, momentarily stunned by the unexpected flour shower. His eyes widened in surprise, then narrowed playfully as he assessed the situation. "[Name], since when are you such a troublemaker?" With a playful grin, he retaliated by flinging some of the dough clinging to his hand in your direction. Laughter rang through the room as you reveled in the moment, the kitchen transformed into a battlefield of flour and dough.

The scent of vanilla and cinnamon filled the air as you continued your baking escapade, the warm, inviting aroma enveloping you both like a comforting embrace. You took turns shaping the dough into small, imperfect spheres. As you placed the cookies onto the baking sheet, Kaveh's hand brushed against yours, sending a shiver down your spine. You exchanged a tender glance, your eyes conveying the depth of your affection without the need for words.

With the cookies finally in the oven, you both set about cleaning the kitchen, the remnants of your baking adventure scattered across the countertops and floor. The warm water and fragrant soap bubbles provided a soothing contrast to the flour-dusted chaos that had reigned just moments before. As you wiped down the counters, Kaveh playfully splashed you with water, eliciting a delighted squeal and a renewed bout of laughter.

The timer's shrill ring signaled the culmination of your baking session, and you carefully retrieved the cookies from the oven. The golden-brown morsels were far from perfect, their shapes irregular and their sizes inconsistent. But as you both sampled your creations, the taste of love and laughter infused in every bite, you knew that these cookies were more than just a sweet treat.

As the sun dipped below the horizon, casting a warm, amber glow across the room, you and Kaveh sat side by side, savoring the fruits of your labor. Were they the most delectable, heavenly treats you had ever tasted? Far from it. But the joy and memories you shared while crafting these unconventional confections were worth their weight in gold. And as you leaned against Kaveh, his arm wrapped protectively around you, you knew that this day would forever be etched in your heart, a cherished memory of love, laughter, and the magic of a simple baking session.

this took way too long i'm so sorry but i'm so tired and exams will end in exactly 1 month