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aesthetevolans · 1 year
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lazyhazycloud · 2 months
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Furniture testers part 3: Dining Area
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fruitpiefantasy · 1 year
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Kaveh: Yeah I want to win this tournament cause my dad died like a cartoon character and it’s really embarrassing. Anyway let’s talk about smth else now.
Faruzan: Gladly. Who’s your roommate?
Kaveh: SO ABOUT MY DEAD DAD
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asoulsreverie · 1 year
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Day 9 of my kaveh summoning ritual/art challenge and since it's Wednesday,
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Wish you a Wet paper kaveh Wednesday
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angelltheninth · 1 year
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Teasing Genshin Men Under the Desk
Pairing: Kaeya, Diluc, Itto, Childe, Al-Haitham, Kaveh, Dottore, Zhongli x Fem!Reader
Tags: nsfw, smut, blowjob, handjob, ball sucking, edging, coming in pants, throatfucking, cum swollowing
A/N: I had a lot of fun with that Tengen version so I wanted to write one for Genshin too.
Kaeya knows you like to tease him as much as you like to be teased by him. Having you under his desk while he's talking to one of his Knight's is definitely a little more than he would have opted for at first but damn if your mouth didn't feel good around his cock while he looked over the reports, his grip on the paper tightening as you licked and sucked on the tip of his cock.
Diluc would have to lock the door of his office because he knew he wouldn't be able to keep calm if you sucked him off, at least not for long. Sooner or later he starts fucking your mouth while moaning your name, trying to hold off from coming to not get your clothes dirty. He failed that mission many times but remarkably he lasted longer every time.
Itto would look at you with wide eyes when you got under the table and started to jerk him off with both hands. He looked around him, then looked back at you with a grin and a nod, giving you to green light to keep going. His cum would get everywhere, on the roof of the table, on your face, across your chest and down your hand while still couldn't get enough, hands moving faster and faster until his cock went soft enough for him to tuck it back into his pants.
Childe tried to get the upper hand on you, which is funny because it's your hand way down, squeezing and massaging his full balls while you licked the slit at the top of his dick. With every lick his smirk faltered a little until it's a deep drown as he groaned and growled. He stood up, chair falling to the floor behind him as he gripped the edge of the desk and started fucking your mouth, your throat, pumping your mouth full of his cum for you to gulp it down with a delicious sounding hum.
Al-Haitham would explode the moment you try this on him. He would not get pass a few licks from your tongue before he's a shaking mess in his chair, his large hands on the back of your head, using your mouth like his personal fucktoy to get himself off with. He might be able to hold his own when it comes to words but with you, with your talented... well everything around his cock he becomes utterly incapable of denying his base desires.
Kaveh is someone you would try your best to tease but with little success. He would have his arms behind his head while watching you suck on his cock, making lewd sloppy noises as you did so. He loves how it makes you look, his cock deep in your mouth, the feeling hot and wet while you lick along his length. You could lick every drop clean off his cock and his balls and he's still need more. He would show it rather then say it, his hand moving your head back to the tip of his cock, humming pleasantly and smirking when you open your mouth for more.
Dottore does not allow you to tease him. The moment you get down on your knees for him you know you're in for a fast and rough throatfucking and cum shot after cum shot. This is fine with you of course, you like being treated like his needy cumslut. You'll open your mouth for him whenever he needs it and even when he doesn't. Just cockwarming him with your mouth under his desk and keeping him hard while he does his work is rewarding.
Zhongli took a while to warm up to the idea of being teased, especially in this way. While he does have his wild side he prefers to keep it separate from his more serious, calmer self. A task that becomes increasingly difficult as you rub your hand up and down his cock while licking the cum from his balls all the way back to the dripping, swollen head. Eventually he does end up giving in and letting you have all the creampies that you can swollow.
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blueparadis · 1 year
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❝IF ONLY I COULD❞ + KAVEH
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+. CWs —» f-reader, s!her pronouns, m-masturbation, implied accidental voyeurism, subtle undertones of perv!kaveh & bottom-dom!kaveh, wet dreams, mention of al-haitham; word count — 0.8kish.
+. PRECIS —» Kaveh can’t help it, you are just too much for him and hence he decides to keep you off his mind.
+. NOTES —» phew! The way he has me in a chokehold. . . also I'm trying a new style of writing so feel free to send me kaveh thoughts:> you can read my works via NAVIGATION LINKS.
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In his memory, Kaveh has always found her engaging as well as entertaining even if he had bleak chances of talking to her. It is true that he is often teased about her, especially by al-haitham, whenever he catches those cherry eyes lurking over her, looking for her.
But lately, she has been frequenting his mind more than before, more than in one way and all because of a lucid dream. The first time when he saw her in his dreams, in a white nightgown laughing before extending her arms towards him , he gasped and woke up from his sleep thinking why it had to be her?
And since then, he has been attracted towards her, romantically perhaps and hence he stopped visiting the library during her work shifts. He wanted to stay away from her, now more than ever since he hated the feeling of loneliness that lingered underneath his skin every time he dreamt of her, thought of her.
Yet here he was, submerged in her thoughts and far away from this world. Kaveh should not, he really should not since he knew that if he did this once there is no coming back.
Moreover, chances are there that she will be more vivid than before in his dreams, in his mind and every time she passes by Kaveh at the workplace. But now, it is too late to think of what might be the consequences of his thoughts. The strain in his pants has already become unbearable.
Kaveh slides his right arm under his vest grazing his lower belly thinking for the last time, but eventually, his arm slipped into his pants, his fingers clamping around his length, and finally, a soft groan escaped from his mouth. The tip of his tongue kisses the corner of his lips as he takes out his cock that was coated with a warm white fluid, pre-cum.
For a moment, he is surprised, and then he is not. There is a crescent along his lips as he taps the tip of his cock, smearing the reddened end with its pre.
“Oh fuck. This feels so much better.”, he huffs looking over his shoulder to check if al-haitham is really asleep or not. Kaveh thinks he is sleeping, he better be otherwise the worst case that could happen is that she would not smile while looking at him but rather avoid him if there were any eye contact to happen henceforth.
He palms his member, a little harder this time trying to imagine how it would feel to be sheathed by her gummy walls. He starts to pump his cock as his pants were clustered at the bottom of the chair while his legs were trying to give space as much as possible by spreading them further.
He revisits his memories, memories where she and her beautiful body were in abundance: the first time you smiled at him, the accidental touch when she was handing him the papers he asked for, that late evening when he caught you bathing, naked and gleaming in the moonlight.
He picks the last one, where he watched you scrub yourself, your plush body, your boobs, and hardened nipples. He remembers how he felt his cock twitch at that moment and now he is pumping his cock rashly, the hem of his vest being buried in between his teeth, muffled moans escaping his mouth as the squelching noises become louder and louder.
His other hand gradually makes its way towards his nipples, pinching and circling around them thinking of her lips on his. “Oh fuck.”, he hisses as his toes curl, his hips buck up with a force as he thinks how euphoric would it be to have her soft calloused hands on his cock, to have her warm lips in his, to have her boobs pressed against his bare chest, pronounced nipples grazing against each other while Kaveh’s cock is hitting her sweet spot with precision and all he could hear is the blend of desperate moans, of his and her.
He squeezes his eyes shut as his hands move up and down his swollen cock, hitting his girth with calculated thrusts. He paces up as he feels his orgasm approaching, huffing and panting, not caring how vocal he has become until the coil at the core of his flat belly snaps making him dizzy, his hand movements sloppy, and his inner thighs closing in slowly.
Kaveh’s chest rises up and down frantically as he finally opens his eyes watching the spurs of milky white fluid all over the floor and his study desk. A heavy sigh leaves his body as his breathing normalizes. 
“If only I could tell her . . .”, he mumbles before closing his eyes and thinking of you, again. He takes a few moments to relax before cleaning the mess.
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sheep-from-rad · 1 year
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Spicy Imagines (ft. Alhaitham and Kaveh) Genshin x Reader 
Note: I had these ideas as separate fanfics but it was too short so I just made them into one. I would have published it earlier this week but I have fallen down the Alhaitham/Kaveh angst rabbit hole and wasn’t able to get up from it until this afternoon. Anyway, enjoy!~ Extra note (please read): I will be entering the big city soon meaning I will be leaving some of things here at home. I might not be able to go publish a fanfic for weeks and weeks because it will be a clinical internship. Still, I will try my hardest to make content!~ Warnings: spicy, mentions of bondage and toys XD <Masterlist 1> ------- <Masterlist 2>
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Kaveh 
Being an architect and being named as the Light of Kshahrewar, being meticulous and having an eye for detail is something that Kaveh is very talented with. 
Whenever Alhaitham is out, he makes his merry way to make the shared house more ‘homey’. He’ll decorate it with paintings, with flowers, and with furniture, which sometimes lead to petty fights whenever the scribe is home. 
Having an eye for detail is probably one of the things why after one magnum opus, he found himself down in debt and still drowning in it. Well, it’s not like he can just make a building and that’s it right? 
He takes the habits of looking out for detail everywhere especially inside his room once the doors have closed and his roommate is out. 
Kaveh will take his time typing you up with the ribbons that he soaked in warm water beforehand, making sure that it won’t leave a mark on your skin. That after all is his job to do and not the ribbon’s job. 
He’ll fix the lights inside his room, making sure that it will show the awaiting flower fastened with ribbons on his bed. 
Kaveh is taking longer than usual. His eyes already darkened by the dim lit room looked like predatory glances at the corner of the room. His hands skillfully erased and redraw the lines in his sketchbook, taking notes of every detail present in front of him. It’s fascinating how he never seemed to miss any detail at all. From the ribbons that tie your thighs apart, to the sweat that drips from your neck down to your chest, to the way your eyes roll from every thrust the hand operated toy gives you, and to the wetness that pools and is slowly staining the sheets beneath you. 
It’s a shame that the paper and charcoal can’t capture your whines and pitiful whimpers but that’s for him to savor once he puts his sketchbook down. 
Alhaitham 
Theoretical and then practical. It is one unwritten law that every scholar learns once they enter the Akademiya. A lesson that became a practice to Alhaitham even after his days as a scholar. 
While it is a standard, it is not really something that should be done in everything. If it wasn’t for Kaveh noticing his attempts for courting and then for sure Alhaitham would still be spending his nights wide awake reading books about courting and planning the best possible scenario to make you say yes. 
Alhaitham was very vanilla behind closed doors. He’ll make sure that both of you are satisfied and properly cleaned every night you lay together. If he makes a mark that sure will bruise, he’ll look at the ice crates and make sure you’re treated properly before he can go to sleep so you won’t worry about covering anything when morning comes. 
It all comes to a stop when a tired student accidentally passes a folder with an erotic book instead of his thesis proposal. This man hates novels, he just reads them for the sake of reading and then forgets they exist afterwards. 
He’ll rather stick with boring and nonsensical drafts made by students than read a romance book but here he is spending his whole night trying to make sense of the book and a mind full of thoughts on how he could make use of the book. 
You wondered what happened. The best guess that he’s stressed out from the ‘junk’ that the scholars are passing on his desk. There was never a time where his office was clean and lucky for him the ceilings are high or else the room will really be flooded with papers by now. One particular harsh thrust pulled you out of your head evoking  a loud moan at the same time and knocking you off your hands and knees. 
“Oh god !” 
The said man only let out a miniscule smile as he continued the rough pace. “There is no god here darling, you’re calling the wrong being”, he said, emphasizing each word with a thrust. HE snaked his hands underneath your form, scooping you up from the sheets, before resting it on your throat. 
“You know my name right? Why don’t you call it that?” As he felt your heartbeat tripled in pace, Alhaitham mentally thanked the student that accidentally passed the book. Maybe he should consider their thesis proposal.
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sashiavi · 7 months
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Poor Kaveh was such a busy man, always nose deep in an excessively monumental blueprint, surely unfit for just one person to design. The moment he finishes up with one client, the next comes bounding over, immediately sending him back to his scattered desk. The cycle is indefinite. He refuses any aid, opting to coop himself up alone for days on end, barely leaving to eat and bathe - He wasn't going to go unwashed, he especially had a high standard for his appearance.
You knock a short rhythm on his door, entering when you get permission - A sleepy '..c'mon in' from the tired man. You see him bent over his desk, back craned and eyes droopy as he scrawls across his page with a pencil in each hand. You set a cup of hot coffee at the top of his desk, up and out of the way of his papers. Kaveh beams up at you - as best he can anyways - giving you a soft smile, sleepy eyes crinkled and bleary.
"How is everything going?" You ask, resting your palm on his shoulder. Kaveh leans into your touch, embracing your hand with his cheek, pressing it into his skin.
"..It's… going, I suppose.. Clients bein' difficult.." He mumbles, voice muffled by his cheeks squishing together, pursing his pretty lips. You give a sympathetic frown and kiss his head, squeezing his shoulder tenderly.
"Surely I can help.. A massage perhaps?" You tease him, wrapping your fingers over his shoulders, digging your thumbs into his sore muscles. Kaveh tilts his head back with a soft moan, stretching his creaky joints as you rub into his back. A short break couldn't hurt, he had been at this all day (and night.. and morning). You grin and kiss his forehead in short little bursts, eliciting a few breathy huffs and giggles from the man below, his downturned smile aims up at you. Your hands wander to his fluffy hair, massaging behind his ears, he hums airily, rolling his neck with a crack.
"Thank you, Love.." His smile is soft. "..I must get back to this." He's quick to frown gesturing towards his messy desk, reaching for his coffee and taking a deep sip.
"May I sit with you?" You ask, caressing your palm over his shoulder blades. Kaveh purses his lips for a moment and nods, giving a small 'sure'. Wordlessly, you slip to your knees, crawling your way under the shade of his table top. You sit pliant under his desk between his legs, massaging his tender thighs, digging your fingers deliciously into his achey quad muscles. Kaveh sighs airily, flexing his thighs under your touch. Oh, so that's what's happening.
Your hands tease and cup at his clothed cock, now straining in the seams of his pants. You kiss wetly over his hardening cock, leaving a noticeable wet patch over his crotch. His hand comes down to pet you softly on the head, just as quick as it comes, it goes right back to his paper blueprints. You nose and kiss at his swelling cock, grinning when his knee accidentally jolts, bumping the table from underneath. Your fingers play with his waistband, toying with the shiny button that clasps his pants together. You unbutton him, pulling his pants down just enough, revealing his thick cock. He sighs airily as you kiss wetly at his pretty, pink cockhead. You lick and mouth at him, watching his length flex and his flushed tip dribble milky pre.
Your tongue laps thickly at the underside of his head before you take him deep into your mouth. Your lips kiss at his base, his cock nestles sweetly down your throat. Your eyes flutter shut and you manage a soft sigh, nose nuzzling into his navel. Kaveh breathes shakily, legs relaxing in his seat, melting him like butter. You sit like this for ages, gently swallowing around his fat tip, breath soft on his groin, warming his thick cock in your sweet little mouth. Kaveh curls your hair behind your ear in appreciation, his fingers dance gently on your cheek every few minutes. The soft scratching of pencil to paper nearly lulls you into a light sleep, if it weren't for the feeling of your jaw aching so good on his sweet, pretty cock.
You sigh a soft whine, swallowing thickly on his cockhead, barely tasting his dribbling, salty pre on your tongue. The heavy weight of his length on your tongue makes you dizzy. Your brain numbs, dumb on his cock and he hadn't even done anything. Gods he was insatiable, he smelled nice, tasted so, so yummy on your tongue, his pretty eyes glossed over yours, locking momentarily. His fingers chin gently at your chin, slowly lifting you off of his cock. You pout and whine, kissing his sticky flushed head before he pulls away.
"Up, up~ Miss you.." He coos, patting his knees.
This was much, much better. You sit snugly in Kaveh's lap as he draws out his intricate civil structures. Your thighs hug at his own, sitting prettily on his leaking cock. Your pussy sucks him in, drooling hot creamy slick all over his lap, dripping down his balls. His thick cock nestles deeply in your pretty little cunt, pulsing sweetly every few minutes. One of his hands finds the small of your back, rubbing tenderly, hugging your body into his own. His lips kiss at your shoulder as he cranes his hips into yours, pressing his thick tip into your cervix, leaving the most delicious pressure in your cunny. You wriggle your hips and whine softly into his ear, your warm cunt squeezes over his thick length.
You could stay like this for hours, warming his pretty cock in your little, milky pussy. Rewarding him for putting so much effort into his passion. You take a turn to kiss at his neck, hugging his shoulders softly, grinding your cunt on his achey cock. He nearly drops his pencil, his breath hot in your ear. He huffs a short, airy laugh, fucking a few short thrusts into you before pressing you firming in his lap. You giggle with him, nipping at his neck and cuddling into his frame.
You hear a short rap on the door before the handle jiggles, your pussy clenches and squeezes at Kaveh's warm length. The door opens, revealing none other than Alhaitham, clad in pyjamas holding two cups of coffee in his hands. He blinks once, twice, and huffs a short downturned smile.
"Having fun?" He quips, placing the mugs on the table next to Kaveh's previous cup. Alhaitham places a palm on each of their backs, kissing their foreheads warm and tenderly. He rubs his hands over their forms, squeezing them affectionately.
Maybe Kaveh should take a break.
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You knOwwwww I can't separate them </3
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tartagliad · 2 months
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hey!! thanku sooo much for doing my request i love it!!! i have a thing for angst so i will request another one!. so can you make part two gn!reader who gets the urge to hurt themselves whenever they got stressed or (in my case) got anxiety attacks? with al'haitham (who has some difficults to deal with since it doesn't happen often), ayato, kaveh, and childe!
aww.. tysm!! I'm so happy that you loved it 🥺.. alright! your request is accepted, I hope you also liked this one ^^ hehe. have a great day, and thank you for the request (✿◠‿◠)
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Comfort and Stress
Summary: the title says it all, a part two to this
Fandom: Genshin Impact
Characters: Alhaitham, Ayato, Kaveh, & Childe
G/N reader!
Warnings: mentions of self harm, hurt, if uncomfortable DNI
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Alhaitham
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Honestly, he knows things like these could happened but he never faces it
Until he met you
You're one of those people who usually keep their tasks on hand but at the same time, can be clumsy.
One day, things get a little stirred around your work and it stresses you out
Like literally. Papers here and there and sudden tasks are flowing nonstop
When Alhaitham entered your room, he could see most of the papers aren't organised and you yourself is a mess
He walked to you and checked on you
"y/n." he said with his usual tone, but with a slight hint of concern etch on it
You looked up, and saw him
He can see some scratches on your wrist
Without giving any words, he pulled you closer and comfort you
Honestly.. he didn't know what to do since he spends most of his times alone
But you only told him to hug you and he did that
Just holding you close, and rest your head on his chest
Alhaitham rubbed your back and let you cry or rest on him
You can always rely on him, always
He never judges people, although he can be rather cold
Especially with you, he always accepted for who you are
So, if you need any help, do call him :)
"it's alright.. let it out.. I'm here if you need anything"
Kaveh
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Is probably the most understandable and quite experienced (?)
From his lore, we can tell that he's been through a lot
even know he's a renown architect, problems can come and go in his life
So, when you're in the same situation where it's getting too much, you can always tell it to Kaveh
When you're breaking down and have these thoughts, he would hold you close
His soft hands would held yours and rubbing gentle circles on your palm while whispering soft things into your ear
You're so fragile in his arms, your tears were making his clothes slightly wet from it, but he didn't mind.. it's you after all
The last thing he wanted you to do is not tell him and harm yourself
Trust me, he would be damned if you did hurt yourself
even when he first noticed it, Kaveh felt like it was his fault since he didn't kept a close eye on you
So.. don't make him worry, he loves you dearly
"Everything's gonna be okay.. you have me here.. just come to me whether you want a talk or just a hug.."
Ayato
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In my head, he is also quite inexperienced (?)
I know he works around people, but his subjects are mostly paperworks and politics
So obviously, feelings rarely come in hand when working on a daily basis
It took him quite a while to know that you're struggling with your life
It's quite on both, you hid it well and he's too busy to notice it
Ayato noticed finally when you two were getting ready for bed
When you changed, he saw a few scratch marks on your wrist
he wanted to think you scratched by something, but the looks like its been done by a bit force
he then noticed how down you look
You're eyes seem a little dimmed than it used to
He then come over to you and wrapped his arms around you
You looked at him in confusion, but he only said, "seems like you need it."
Since he don't have any idea about what to do, he would just let you take the lead and wait for you to tell him something
He's just afraid that he might say the wrong thing to you, so it's best to give you some hugs for now until you're ready
"It's okay.. I'll be here until you get better.. no pressure, dear.."
Childe
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Like Kaveh, he knows and understands about it
Well.. childhood trauma from the Abyss..
You can say he has ways of dealing it, either fighting or fishing
Or just have a stroll (like he did in Fontaine)
You were glad that he knows about it and knew how to take care of someone who's like that
It's a heart-wrenching sight for Childe to see you like that
Scars from battles are alright although he prefers to get it on him and not you
But from self harming.. it's the most thing that he loathes
Seeing his loved ones struggled and attempt that can torn him into pieces
He would do anything to make you feel better, even if it's just hugging you while you breaking down
Making your favourite food while telling you about soft things
Or if you want to talk to him, he'll hear your hearts out
Also, he would cut your nails so you couldn't scratch it. Of course that also applies that he would stay around for the next few days until you're completely okay
Just.. don't hurt yourself like that again
Hurting yourself = hurting him (in his mindset)
"now now.. there's no need to do that, princess.. you can always come to me whenever you're sad.."
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enden-k · 1 year
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alhaitham giving wet paper kaveh soft loving gentle kisses.
you can do it, wet crumpled paper kaveh~! you've got ppl that love you!!
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happy last wet paper kaveh wednesday before kaveh release 💚💚💚💚💚
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mikwaa · 10 months
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Waking up Together
Featuring: Ayato, Kaveh, Thoma, Alhaitam
Genre: Romance and fluff
Here is the Part 1, in case you have missed<3
A/n: Here is more of my headcanons, also feel free to send me a request if you want it! Also likes, reblogs and replies are aprecciated!<3
Because of endless work duties, Ayato had been very distant lately. According to him, business was a mess, and this was causing him great stress.
And you, in an attempt to help him, called him to your house and made dinner just for the two of you, the night had been great, at least you had helped him to relieve some of the tension. And then he had promised to spend the whole day with you, just the two of you.
But even though you had taken his mind off work for a while, he still had brought a bag full of papers that he needed to read and sign, and he left it at your house so that he could work the next day.
And you planned to at least make him even more rested, after all there was no point in him pushing himself too hard at work. You got up earlier than he did, planning to make breakfast for both of you.
Delicately you got out of the covers and stood up, just as you were leaving the room a voice called to you, "Are you going somewhere?"
Turning to see Ayato with his eyes very open, a sleepy smile on his face.
"Did I wake you up?" You say softly as you look at him a little awkwardly.
"No, I just felt like you weren't in bed." And you were concerned because his voice sounded more hoarse than usual.
"Come here." He whispered, straightening himself to welcome you into his arms.
You had other plans, but you couldn't reject such a warm request from your boyfriend. You snuggled into his arms, and he welcomed you happily. He lazily caresses your hair.
"Did you sleep well?" You ask him softly.
"I always sleep well with you." Gently stroking your face with his thumb. "Then stay here, I'll make breakfast for both of us." You stroke his face and give him a peck.
"Stay here, just a few more minutes. Our breakfast can wait." He says with a mischievous smile, pulling you into a deeper, more passionate kiss.
You wrapped your arms around him as he held you tight, as he said, it was only a few minutes, right?
Once you heard the birds singing outside, you lazily opened your eyes and looked around, seeing that you were not in your room, much less in your house.
And before you could close your eyes to sleep again, you remembered that you had arranged a walk with someone very special, who apparently had also missed the schedule and was there sleeping snuggled up with you.
"Are you awake?" The tired, raspy voice that was soon familiar to you, was your boyfriend Kaveh.
And for fun you pretended to be asleep, just to mess with him.
"Hey, sweetie, are you awake?" He turns you towards him, making your face touch his chest.
And yet you didn't answer, but you couldn't hide a giggle.
"Come on, I know you're awake." You might not have been looking at him, but you could definitely tell he was crossing his arms and pouting.
"If you knew, why did you ask?" With a grin, you tease him.
As if you offended him, he turns his face away, "I care about you, you know. I was afraid to wake you up." Whispering in an embarrassed manner he admits.
"You're sweet, you know?" You mutter as you squeeze his cheeks.
"And you're a sleepyhead!" He starts to tickle you, as he chuckles at your reactions trying to get away from him.
"All right, all right, I'll get up early next time." You promise him with a quick peck.
"I don't think that's enough." He spoke as if he were angry, but his smile couldn't fool anyone.
Then you filled his face with wet kisses, and you didn't stop until he started whimpering that it was already enough. "I forgive you, but you're going to spend the day with me today, agreed? I want to show you a place that is very special to me." He caresses your face with his hand, while you do the same to him. "Okay, today I'll go wherever you want." You seal his lips with a kiss, while with his fingertips he strokes your back making circles.
"If you give me one more of those kisses, I swear I won't let you go today." The rosiness in his cheeks was already evident, as he grinned at you foolishly.
"I can give you as much as you want." You say smiling, he gently held your chin and gave you a tenuous, passionate kiss.
Maybe it would just take a little longer for you to get out of bed.
You lazily pushed the covers aside and stretched, the sun's rays slowly entering the room, indicating that it was barely dawn.
You glanced over your shoulder, and noticed that your boyfriend Thoma was no longer in bed, which wasn't so strange since he was up earlier than everyone else.
"Oh, you're up already, honey, I made you some breakfast!" And there he was, with a tray full of your favorite foods.
You smiled broadly at his attitude, "You didn't have to, I could have helped you."
"No, it's no trouble. You need to be properly nourished, don't think you're going out there without being properly fed." He put the tray on his lap and gave you a plate of omelette rice, it was so fresh smelling that you could taste it just by looking at it.
"I've also packed your bag, and put everything you'll need in it. You can check it if you like." He pinches your cheeks tenderly.
You take his hand and give it a kiss, "Thank you, I love you so much."
His cheeks immediately turn pink. You laugh at his frustrated manner.
He gently approached you and kissed you softly, in such a gentle way.
"I love you." He rests his forehead against yours, and gently rubs his nose against yours.
You hug him tightly, not wanting to let him go. "Do you mind accompanying me today?"
Since he wouldn't have much work today, it would be a good way to enjoy the day with your boyfriend.
His face lit up, in an expression of purest elation." Sure, I'd love to hang out with you."
Again he pulls you into a kiss, this time deeper. His hands hovered around your waist as he gently laid you down on the bed.
"Can I?" He whispers between the kiss, with one hand on your thighs.
"Of course you can." You say in a breath, pulling him even closer.
Before you two went for a walk, you had other, higher priority things to do.
As the gentle rays of the sun began to rise, Alhaitham had been awake for some time. He was always used to waking up just before sunrise, it was part of his eclectic routine.
But it had been a while since he was just sitting in the armchair he had near the bed, he was just admiring you.
His beautiful partner, who was comfortably in his bed, wearing his shirt, just seeing you in his clothes made his heart flutter. The warm sunlight beating on your bare skin, while you slowly woke up, very slowly in Alhaitam's eyes. But it still made him entranced.
His desire to stay there with you was so tempting, he was the Grand Sage, and of course he could make his own schedule if he wanted to. And that was exactly what he was thinking, as a way to repay the fact that he had been very busy lately, with little time left to spend with you.
You groaned as you sensed that he wasn't in bed with you, then rubbed your eyes and opened them slowly. "Did you sleep so well that you missed your appointment?" He was so serious that you sat up in bed quickly, believing you had forgotten an appointment.
"What time is it?" You babble, overcome with sleep.
"It's very late, I don't think you'll make it on time." He says it as if he were grumbling at you, sounding really frank.
You frown, because you don't remember making any important plans.
"No, I don't remember anything-" You stopped your sentence as soon as you heard your boyfriend giggle, "What? Is there something funny about me?"
That sneaky smile that left you incredibly confused, "I know you're incredibly slow to figure things out, but damn, are you that bad?" You realized right away that he was just teasing you.
You throw one of the pillows off the bed at him, "You're so mean!" You say forcing an angry face, making drama.
And he laughed, he genuinely laughed. Snorting, you threw yourself back on the bed. And it wasn't long before you felt him back on the bed, holding you from behind.
"I'm so sleepy." You murmur.
"You always sleep late, you'll never be able to keep a routine like this." At this hour of the morning, he was mumbling like an old man lecturing you.
"You're the one who sleeps too early, don't act like you didn't stay up late with me yesterday." You counter him.
He grunted and snuggled into the crook of your neck. His warm breath caressed your skin.
"You'll be late if you stay here." You reminded him, but the truth is that you would love to stay in his arms.
All you heard afterwards was a snore, apparently all he needed was to feel you close and hold on to you, to get one more moment of sleep.
Well, despite his complaints, he was as tired as you are, and all he needed was a silly excuse to spend the day cuddling with you.
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chikai-k · 4 months
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WIP/Drabble of my previous work — We Need a Break. Part 2 in the making ig
Okay, to anyone out there waiting for a part two on Kaveh's story, here's a little drabble/scene I thought of but idk if I'll ever finish.
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"I heard about your break up, what happened?" Alhaitham asked, though his voice was as monotonous as ever, the only hint of curiosity and concern was the frown on his lips as he finished speaking.
Kaveh buried his face into his arms that were placed on the table, shoulders tense and back hunched over his seat. A muffled voice came from his spot before being followed by a sigh. Alhaitham waited for an answer, waited a few minutes and then judged the blonde.
"Look, he thinks I'm cheating." Kaveh lifted his head, the hair strands usually blocking his face sticking to his wet cheeks—eyes filled with tears. "But I can't exactly deny nothing happened." He sniffed, using his sleeve to wipe away at the tears.
"...Huh, okay..." Alhaitham pursed his lips, he thought of a good, appropriate response but his awkwardness showed through. "I mean, you love him, right? What we did was impulsive but this isn't long term." He bluntly stated instead of choosing to comfort the hurt man who tsked at him.
"You're not helping..." The architect stood up, walking over to a pile of paper. The one at the top had Kaveh's signature and Alhaitham's.
"I can't drag him into this." He picked it up, Alhaitham's expression grimacing. "I just hope he calms down and...and then I'll explain." Kaveh nibbled on his lips, eye bags present before revealing the paper that was signed.
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Yeah, so I don't know what those papers are about, send me a message and tell me what you think it is lmao
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ilyhaitanii · 4 months
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could i req kaveh comforting insecure/slightly depressed(?) reader? only if your comfy!
tw // suicidal thoughts, mentions to suicide, just heavy topics ig sorry i made this self indulgent sort of
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kaveh sees a lot of himself in you. especially his younger self. he likes to think he’s come a far way from his akademiya days, but sometimes even he tends to fall back into the cycle of everything. it’s horrible, gut wrenching, nauseating. everything about it just makes you want to curl into a ball and never exist ever again.
so when you start waking up a lot later, eating less, simply staring at the wall, and having piles of papers stacked on your desk, kaveh notices. he does his best to help you feel comfortable, at least. he’ll help bathe you if you haven’t been able to bring yourself to do so in a few days.
he doesn’t think it’s gross. he understands just as well as anyone how you feel. kaveh’s manicured finger nails scratch at your scalp as your eyelids flutter shut. there’s this deafening silence in the bathroom that makes your stomach churn. kaveh leans forward and kisses you on your shoulder.
you sink further into the warm water watching the steam rise and cloud the mirror of alhaitham’s bathroom. your eyes dart all over the room, looking everywhere but your beloved.
“sweetheart,” kaveh calls out to you, his hands now massaging your shoulders and back. he leaves another kiss in your wet skin, rubbing the knots of your muscles. “talk to me?” he says in a voice that’s teetering the line of desperation. your fingers dance with his, toying with his fingers tips. kaveh allows you as long as you need to collect your thoughts.
“i don’t know,” you say gently, trying to ease your lover’s anxiety. you truly don’t understand what’s wrong. just last week you were doing great. you had an amazing day with tighnari as the two of you learned more about poisonous plants.
the forest in suemru seems to be changing with the ever rising heat emitting from the desert. that very same night, you’d gone out to the bazzar with cyno and found your way to a small bar. the two of you drank for a bit, playing tcg together. it was relaxing and nice catching up with your old friend.
but you woke up the next morning feeling this pit in your stomach. you couldn’t focus on your studies, you couldn’t work up an appetite, and as you stood naked in front of the shower, u watched the water fall. the pitter patter noise engulfing your senses.
you couldn’t bring yourself to take that step into the tub. you kneel onto the floor, melting into the plush floor mat sobbing into your knees. what’s happening to you? kaveh noticed the way your eyes were puffy when he joined you in bed that night. he’s noticed the rapid decline in your weight too, fingertips brushing over your now evident collarbone.
“i think,” you say to kaveh as you sink deeper into the tub. his hand catches under your pits, pulling you back up. he doesn’t let the water go any higher than your chest. his fingers move back to your soapy scalp, kissing you on the shoulder again. “i don’t like myself, kaveh.”
those few words shatter his heart. kaveh feels himself choke up, fingers abruptly stopping in your hair. you feel yourself tear uo as you continue speaking. “i hate how when i speak i can’t stop. i hate the way people start ignoring me. i hate that stupid feeling whenever i come home from an outing and i just think about all the dumb shit i said and did.”
your lungs feel like they’re on fire from how fast you’re spitting out all of your feeling to kaveh. you don’t even take a break to breathe before you continue.
“why do they dislike me, kaveh? i try my best, i really do. i try my best to be sweet. i try my best to help others even if it hurts me, exhausts me, inconveniences me. i always fucking try,” the sharp sobs and hiccups from your throat make your clutch onto kaveh. he feels the soapy liquid bleeding into his deep v-neck shirt, but he makes no movement to push you away. he wraps his arms around your soapy back, shushing you gently.
he kisses your shoulder, rubs your back. he feels his own fingers tremble. why do you think like that? why do you think people don’t like you? has someone said something to you, done something to hurt you? he wants to ask you these things, protect you in his ribcage and allow you to chew at his heart until you see fit. allow you to suck the blood from his body and have it run through your veins just so you get to see yourself from someone else’s perspective.
kaveh feels his lips quiver and chatter. but this isnt about him. he pulls himself together and be’s the strong rock you need. kaveh is the one stable thing you’ve had in your life all of these years. from childhood to being teenagers to adulthood— kaveh has always been there.
kaveh will continue to be there because he’s formed a life with you. no matter what happens, no matter how nasty your arguments will become, kaveh will always be there to pick you off of the bathroom floor, wipe your bare body down, kiss you on the forehead, and tuck you into bed with his arms securely around you.
he’ll let you dig your nails into his biceps, cry your bruised heart out. kaveh will always be there. he’s seen what these sorts of scary thoughts can do to a person. he refuses to lose another person to it. so when you wake up later in the night with kaveh tucked up against your back, he’ll kiss your shoulders and hold you tightly in his arms until you’re ready to bare your struggles and thoughts to him.
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laviethepooh · 1 year
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summary. when you’re burnt out, alhaitham is there for you, even though he’s just your roommate.
ft. alhaitham x y/n (no kaveh this time </3)
cw. modern!au, (optional: gifted kid) burnout
wc. 1.8k
notes. burnout sucks especially when you love academic validation :(( senioritis is coming for me soon and i’m trying to stay as motivated as possible to do work but even with college application results coming out well (i’m not letting digital footprint ruin anything for me but hey only 1 rejection and a deferral) i can feel that i’m losing energy to work on school. anyway  a mid story for a mid feeling :((
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on a tuesday night at 2am after a long day of work, alhaitham walked past your bedroom door. although it was dark, he could tell that your desk lamp was still on by the faint glow that shone from under the door. you had spent the past several days up this late working on some sort of project. 
you looked miserable these days. your eyes were puffing, signifying that you had been crying recently and the bags under your eyes were so deep that he was certain that you had gotten an aggregate of an hour of sleep that week. during the rare times that you shared a meal together, you barely spoke and barely ate.
although school in general was a struggle, your major was significantly more demanding than the others. it wasn’t uncommon for you to stay up late working on an essay or finishing other homework, but this past week had been killing you and he could clearly tell.
however, he didn’t feel like it was his place to be saying anything to you. sure, you probably saw him more than your friends, especially since you were his roommate, but that didn’t mean the two of you were extremely close. other than the occasional grocery run together and conversations in the living room, you never spent much time together outside of the house.
but that night as he walked past your room, he heard sniffling. he paused, lifting his headphones to check if he heard correctly.
“i’m so tired of everything,” he heard you say from beyond the door, muffled by your sleeves.
he pursed his lips as he considered what he should do. on a normal day, he would have ignored it and gone to sleep since it was none of his business, but this time something was pulling on him to interfere, even if it was rude.
he took in a deep breath and knocked on your bedroom door.
“hey, are you in there?”
he heard nothing but silence on the other side of the door. then he heard some shuffling and the door clicked open.
as expected, you looked terrible. your eyes and cheeks were wet with tears and your nose was runny. your clothes and hair were disheveled and from beyond you, he could see several empty cups of coffee strewn all over your desk indicating that you were running on nothing but caffeine. your floor was covered in papers and pencils as if you had thrown them at the ground, perhaps out of a fit of anger.
“sorry, i must look like a mess right now,” you said, your voice thick, “but did you need something?”
haitham’s heart dropped after hearing your voice. he had never been so concerned for an almost stranger crying, but the tears threatening to spill over and the way your lips quivered slightly made him want to comfort you.
“i guess it would be stupid of me to ask if you’re alright.”
you gave him a small smile before looking at the ground. “it’s the thought that counts. but i’m sure you already know the answer. i know it’s a pigsty in here, but would you like to come inside?”
“if you don’t mind,” he responded as he stepped inside. besides there being a lot of stuff thrown around, it wasn’t nearly as bad as you made it out to be.
you ushered him onto the end of your bed and you sat beside him before letting out a long sigh.
“when did you start working today?” he turned to look at you.
you thought for a moment. “i woke up at around 6 this morning.”
“and went to sleep when?”
you went silent.
“i’m concerned for you. this isn’t healthy.”
“i know that, haitham. if i could, i would be sleeping from 9 to 6 everyday.”
he was confused. you were more than capable of finishing your work quickly and he had seen it done before. it was strange that you were even spending so much time on a project that he knew others had already finished a while ago.
“i’m just,” you started, “losing all my motivation. i don’t feel like doing anything. but the tuition is what’s preventing me from just dropping out entirely.”
you flopped onto the bed and covered your face.
“i don’t know what’s wrong with me. i used to love doing projects and writing essays for classes. but all of a sudden i just can’t do it anymore. i’m so tired.”
it was silent for a short moment as haitham considered what he should do. he knew that he was supposed to comfort someone in this kind of situation, but he didn’t want to cross a boundary that wasn’t meant to be crossed between roommates. despite this, he wanted to hold you in his arms in a way that wouldn’t be done between just roommates, even if it would make things awkward later.
he gently grabbed you and pulled you up so that you were in his arms. when he noticed that you were shaking from your sobs, he instinctively tightened his arms around you and stroked your head softly. you weren’t pushing him away, so he assumed he was making the right decision by doing this. with no comforting words to say, this was the most he could do for you.
after a long time, you finally pulled away from him, wiping your tears away.
“‘m sorry you had to see that,” you apologized although alhaitham was more sorry that he couldn’t do anything to help you. “i think that the lack of sleep has put my emotions into whack.”
he shook his head profusely. “i remember a friend of mine once saying that it’s important to release any kind of emotion you have.”
alhaitham followed your eyes as you stared up at the ceiling. “i’m not sure what it is. i feel like i’m such a disappointment. my grades are slipping at an exponential rate and i feel like i’ll never be able to catch up to them.”
he thought for a moment about what he could say to you. you got this and you’re doing great felt shallow and were probably very inconsiderate responses, even if he believed in them. asking you to take a break would be fruitless and telling you that your grades weren’t as important as your health would obviously not get through to you.
“do you want me to make you some food?”
you looked at his face for the first time in a while. it seemed that his offering was something that interested you. “what kind of food?”
“just some comfort food that my grandmother used to make for me. i could make some for you if you’d like? i’m not as good of a chef as she was, but i can replicate it pretty well.”
“well, i am actually kinda hungry,” you thought to yourself out loud. “i’d like to try your cooking! do you want me to help with anything?”
he shook his head in response. “just sit on the couch and try to relax. we can go back to your project after we eat, but take a break for the time being. i’ll help you with getting inspiration.”
you looked at him with wide eyes as you followed him out of the room and sat on the couch as he instructed.
“hey, why are you being so nice to me all of a sudden, though?” he heard you ask while he was getting some of the spices from the cabinet.
he paused mid-movement, hand frozen in the air. why was he being so nice to you? he knew he wasn’t a heartless person by nature, but he wasn’t very caring either, especially to someone who was just his roommate. he thought about your crying face and felt a literal pang in his heart. he didn’t even feel this way towards his friends (not that he had many).
“i’d rather see your face smiling than crying,” he finally responded simply.
you went quiet for a moment as if to try to take in what he said. “thank you. i don’t have many people i can turn to whenever i’m going through, i dunno, burnout or whatever. you were the first person who listened to me in a while.” he then heard you mumble something else afterwards.
“what was that? i didn’t catch the last part,” he said as he leaned around the corner to look into the living room.
you pursed your lips as if you didn’t want to say anything, but your eyes looked like they wanted to say it. you urged him to come closer and he set down the onion powder to sit next to you. you urged him again and he leaned in so that you could whisper into his ear.
“i said, it feels extra special since it’s you,” you said in a hushed voice before covering your face.
alhaitham froze again and started to feel heat creep up his neck and face. what a strange reaction to just nine words. however, you also seemed to be reacting similarly as you looked like you were about to die of embarrassment.
“you don’t have to reciprocate those feelings or anything,” you clarified. “it’s more than enough that you listened to me today and had to deal with everything.”
“but what if i do reciprocate those feelings?”
“what?”
“i said, what if i do reciprocate those feelings?”
you looked at alhaitham strangely. “well, i guess that would mean, uh, one of us asks each other out on a date or something. i don’t really know.”
“then would you like to have a dinner date with me right now?” he offered. his face was still very warm, but he was smirking regardless of it.
“wait.” you held up your hands in front of you. “wait, wait, wait. are you saying that you like me?”
he didn’t say anything but his expression remained the same.
“oh. well then, i guess i would like to go on a dinner date with you.”
alhaitham broke out into a smile. he never expected a confession would come out of a night like this. “we can go on a date after you go to sleep though. i wouldn’t want you falling asleep while eating dinner.” and he went back into the kitchen to put the finished dish into a bowl.
“hey haitham?”
he turned to look at you again. “yes?”
“thanks again.”
“anything for you.”
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maplleaf · 1 year
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《 Solace 》
Kaveh x gn!reader drabble
cw: angst but ends in comfort, slight insecurity, stress is sexy /j
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Kaveh is emotional. Even in his work he places his heart and soul into his creation. It's no surprise that he's emotional in his personal life. That brought many great moments in your relationship, the suave architect who pours out his feelings for you; causing your heart to beat faster each time he talks.
Kaveh is not the type to bottle up his feelings until it bursts out, but he does keep it to himself if he finds a reason to do so.
When Kaveh does let his vulnerable side out, he finds solace in whoever's shoulder he's leaning on. Even with how stressed or frustrated he feels, the tears would slowly stop pouring as he stayed close with his significant other.
Which brought him to this moment.
Kaveh was recently assigned on designing a project for a well-renounced scholar. Problem is that he just couldn't keep up with his endless requests and redesigns.
The scholar wanted this to be implemented, only for him to change his mind right after Kaveh finished the design. As an architect who pours his heart into every project, every time the scholar made changes or dismissed his designs in the first place; it pissed him off.
...But it's not like he could do anything about it, this client is important after all; the payment too high for him to pass on. It could even cover a large sum of debt he finds himself drowning in.
To make it worse, this particular day just isn't it.
There's only two more days until the final sketch has to be finished, but Kaveh had to sleep late due to this project, and when getting more materials outside the house his roommate accidentally brought two keys instead of one.
Luckily, you were there to save him, his lover.
You weren't using your office room for the day and offered Kaveh to work there, since he is locked out of his house after all. When you offered him the room, you swear you saw him fall in love all over again.
Kaveh sighed as he snapped back to reality, as annoying as Alhaitham is, he has to agree with one of his points; work is work. So he sucked it up.
He can't be distracted right now. Leaning heavily against the desk with his back in an uncomfortable position from sitting like that for so long, Kaveh continued on sketching on the rough paper.
After what feels like eternity, the sketch was done. Kaveh couldn't help but lets out an air in relief; a huge smile all over his face.
He's done! The final sketch is done two days before the deadline! That indecisive scholar might want to change something, but he can tweak it a little. What matters is that his back would have the well deserved break tonight!
Right when he stood up to finally rest in your arms peacefully, his arm accidentally made contact with the worst object he could ever think of; a mug filled with water.
As gravity worked perfectly, the mug fell and poured water all over the paper.
Panic ran through Kaveh's mind as he hopelessly tried to take the paper away from the cursed mug. At last, when he sees the finished sketch, it's wet, the graphite from his pencil barely visible, and the paper barely holding on before breaking into two.
The entire week's stress seems to hit him all at once. Kaveh can't help but let his frustrations out. Placing the paper on the dry area of the table, Kaveh leaned back against his chair and buried his face in his hands. He worked so so hard on this but it was ruined because he didn't look at the area around him.
He couldn't even hear the mug breaking as it rolled off the table. Hearing what sounds like glass shattering from the other room, you went to check your office space out. Kaveh told you he'll be staying here until the project is done so you didn't want to disturb him, but glass shattering doesn't sound good at all.
After a few simple knocks, you opened the door slightly. "Darling, are you okay?" you asked, peaking your head through the door. When seeing Kaveh with his hands on his face, you knew what exactly is going on.
Walking over to the blonde, carefully avoiding the mug's remaining on the floor, you placed your hand behind his head and leaned him over to your frame. It didn't take long before Kaveh wrapped his arm around your waist, face against your stomach as tears fell out.
Combing your fingers through his hair, you observed the area around you two; spotting the paper he excitedly showed you earlier that day drenched in water.
"Even if I care about it, I-I just messed it up..." his hold of your growing tighter. It's so frustrating, to work hard on something only for a simple mistake to erase all that progress and push you back to square one. "What kind of architect would drown in my kind of debt?"
"Kaveh..." you couldn't help but murmur, rubbing his back in hope it would soothe him. "It'll be fine, I'm sure the client would understand this type of accidents," Kaveh's tears is getting slower the more you make contact with him.
"You worked so hard on each of your project, and all the results were beautiful," you leaned back to look at Kaveh's face, wiping away the tears with your fingers. "You're the kind of architect who draws your creations with your soul, that's what kind of architect you are."
Kaveh's tears stopped forming, but the blonde still took short breaths and sobbed before properly calming down. Kaveh's red eyes look up to yours, his glassy and uncertain whilst yours brought him a sense of comfort; home.
Leaning down, you pressed a kiss to Kaveh's forehead. "One of the reasons I love for you is because you weren't ashamed to have emotions, even in your line of work. A single mistake won't define yourself as an architect."
Kaveh couldn't utter a single word; a culmination of all the pressure he felt earlier turning him quiet. He's frustrated, but your words slowly calmed him down. The messy blonde locks being combed through by your fingers soothing him.
It was in this moment that Kaveh realize how much he loves you, how much he's glad you still take him in your arms even after being in debt from his project; it was all too much for him to place into words.
So Kaveh stayed quiet, letting your voice guide him through the next few days as he re-do the sketch.
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