- Happy birthday to my favorite architect
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[Kaveh x gn!reader]
[Content:Â picking sunsettias on a vast field and playfighting, not much more]
âStop wiggling around. I could fall, you know?â You did your best to steady yourself, but it was becoming clear that if Kaveh doesn't stop moving your faith might be sealed. âMaybe if you were to grab that sunsettia a little quicker we wouldn't have to worry about breaking my back!â Kaveh was fast to make his issues with this little setup of yours known as salty beads of sweat started to collect on his forehead. You sighed, quite harshly at first, but obliged, reaching your hand as far as it could go. âJust a little moreâŠâ Thatâs it, the branch was just within your reach, just another stretch and that sweet, juicy reward will be in your hands. You could practically taste it, the juice of the ripe fruit trickling down your chin as you bit into its soft flesh. Thatâs it, so close, just the last push andâŠ
âNope.â Kaveh tumbled onto his knees, quickly removing your body from his already sore shoulders. âNo moreâŠâ As soon as the weight was gone he fully let his body give into exhaustion, letting the soft grass soften his fall. âWhat?! It was literally in my hands and you just⊠ugh!â You stood up on your own two feet, leaning over the manâs worn out body. Kaveh couldnât even breathe, let alone answer, but his bright red face told you everything. âYou have said that 12 times in the last ten minutes weâve been trying this.â The artist struggled, but managed to utter those snarky, but truthful, words.
âOi! Kaveh!â Your attitude evaporated within seconds, like a water droplet landing on hot metal. You dropped to your knees, leaning directly over Kavehâs weak frame as you tried to figure out what was wrong. Did he really overexert himself? Does he need a medical professional? Oh God, what have you done? Not knowing what to do, you straddled Kaveh, not fully wrapping your legs around his waist to leave room for him to breathe, before pointing up your ring finger. âWhat finger am I holding up?!â You looked at the exhausted architect wide eyed. Awaiting his response with a heavy breath. âYouâŠâ Kaveh extended his hand. âYes?â You leaned closer, your face only centimeters away from his. â... are an idiot.â Just like that you felt him lightly slap your shoulder. âHuh?â Blank face. Evidently, it took you a moment to process the hit. Only when you heard Kavehâs light chuckle did it finally register.
âYou!â You were quick to straighten your back, now leaning away from the male. âI should have seen this coming.â Of course, you could have just gotten up, but truthfully you still had some of that pettiness left inside. âYou got riled up so quickly, I couldnât help it.â Kaveh chuckled, completely unaware of your new intentions. âOh, yeah? Seems like you got me wrapped around your fingers. Maybe I should try taking some control back, hmm?â You looked at him like you were going to pounce, now tightening your hold over the other maleâs body. You wrapped your thighs around Kavehâs waist, no fear of suffocating present now as you prepared yourself for an attack.
âWhat are you planning on doing?â Kaveh gulped, readying himself for whatever was about to come. He could sense the want for revenge in your eyes. He might have started to reconsider his actions. A shame that it was all in the past now.
Suddenly, you grabbed Kavehâs sides, your nimble fingers ready for a counter attack. Just a single move of your digits and Kaveh knew what he was in for. Tickling. âWait!â He tried to push you away, but before he even got the chance to raise his hand his body had already started to squirming with laughter. He tried desperately to shove you away, but you already got him by his weak spot. You really did have many ways of stealing his breath away. âToo late.â Your attack on his sensitive spots was relentless, oh that revenge might have been sweeter than that fruit still standing out of their reach. âStop it!â Kaveh tried to grip your teasing hands, yet they were too damn fast. âMaybe Iâll consider it if you apologize.â That should have been easy enough, well, it would have been if you had stopped. Obviously Kaveh was too busy trying to catch his breath to even begin to form a sensible sentence. His mouth was wide open, but no words were coming out. âNo?â You raised an eyebrow, directly challenging your victim which seemed to have only agitated him further. âNo⊠f- fair.â Kaveh choked the words out, his lungs fighting for their dear life. He kicked his feet at you, throwing his hands in a feeble attempt to catch one of yours. Though stamina wasnât one of your strong suits either. Sure, tickling was easy enough, but having to dodge Kavehâs wild moves proved to be quite tiresome. You faltered and even if it was just for a second Kaveh too found your weak spot. âSorry not sorry.â And your waist seemed just within his reach.
âMy turn.â Using all of the strength he had left inside he flipped you on the grassy field beneath. But, unfortunately for him, you were not a quitter. âHey!? You grabbed both of Kavehâs hands, blocking his tickle attack while trying to reverse the roles yet again, using only your lower body force. âWhat are you trying to do?!â Despite the losing battle, Kaveh laughed from the very bottom of his soul, no tickling required. At this point the both of you were pushing past the exhaustion.
You wriggled out of Kavehâs grasp, yet as soon as you turned around to crawl away he had already caught you by the foot. Things grew blurry from then. The only safe thing to say was that the two of you were now just two idiots rolling in the grass. Perhaps it was that familiarly sweet scent of early summer that was influencing you or the lingering taste of the equally sweet sunsettia lingering on your tongues. The only thing you knew for sure was that in that exact moment Kaveh was only yours. Be it his body that so beautifully glistened with sweat under the setting sun, his ever so witty tongue that threw teases your way or simply the fact that his eyes were only looking back at yours. In that sense you were fully his too. Your words were equally teasing, your body equally vulnerable and your gaze fixated on one man and one man only. âTake me.â Your body so painfully screamed, yet your mouth was already preoccupied with wild laughter. And even if you could speak it wouldnât be necessary. You found your answer in the way Kaveh looked at you.Â
âYou done? Already?â You chuckled, but you really werenât any better. Your body gave out, falling on top of Kaveh in a way that could only be described as the opposite of graceful. You were now very sweaty, awfully so, and the dirt lingering on the fabric of your shirt wasnât really complimenting the look. âYouâre a mess.â Kaveh was quick to point out, ignorant to his own disheveled state. âLook whoâs talking.â But you shut him up rather quickly. The two of you just laid there, feeling the cool shade embrace your hot bodies as you let your lungs relax for a while. Admittedly, you never knew oneâs cheeks could hurt from smiling, but somehow after experiencing it you donât think itâs all that bad. Perhaps you wouldnât mind feeling it again someday. âCan I kiss you?â You asked. You were far past the point in which this question would be necessary, but just looking at Kavehâs peaceful face made you want to make sure that you werenât being too needy. âWhen have I ever said no to that?â You took that as a yes. You didnât waste time before planting a tired, but plenty affectionate kiss on Kavehâs soft lips. Even in your most worn out state there was that last bit of strength reserved specifically for Kaveh. You slipped your tongue in, barely, just enough to have the briefest taste. It was enough for you, enough to give you all the energy in the world you would ever need. Because if there ever was anything you wanted more from Kaveh than his love was for him to accept your love, for him to be on the receiving end for once. He has enough trouble in his life already, why would you ever want to add to that?
You leaned in for another, opening your mouth wider this time, hell, you were even feeling bold enough to stick your tongue out just the tiniest bit, but were stopped in a rather comedically painful way. âOuchâŠâ You stopped right in your tracks, hands swiftly searching for the place of the impact. You rubbed your head before noticing something coated in that familiar shade of orange. A sunsettia, that damned sunsettia. âMehrak!â Kaveh giggled, pointing at his trusty, sentient workcase. âHow has it charged so fast?â You questioned, not that impressed by the robots ability to pick fruits. âYouâre just being salty.â Kaveh retorted. âPerhaps.â And you werenât exactly trying to deny it. You grabbed the ripe fruit, the best one they have found this entire season, before offering it to your love. âFor you.â You smiled, placing it securely into the manâs hands. Kaveh bit into its hard surface before suckling in all of its sugary juice. He took the time to savor it, but eventually returned it into your hands. âAre you sure? I want you to have it.â You shook your head, but the architect was as insistent as ever. â[name].â The call of your name spilling from Kavehâs lips was enough reassurance. You too bit into it, the same spot Kaveh previously did. It was heavenly, the juice slowly trickling down your chin and onto your shirt. Truly one of a kind. The artist really did have the eye for good fruit. The gentle summer breeze reminded you of home and the sunsettia in your hand of that first pang of love you felt all those years back.Â
âKaveh.â You murmured, lips still attached to the orange sweetness.
[Writerâs note: HAPPY BIRTHDAY INDEED. Anyways, it was a good one. I'm absolutely in love with his birthday art, he really is the prettiest man there ever was. Now I'll probably be working on the next part of What does freedom look like without you? The only thing that I'll say is that it'll be a backstory bit, so do with that what you will. Have a great rest of your day and say happy birthday to my favorite boy. Bye bye]
