"hey alhaitham...?"
"yes, dearest?"
alhaithams eyes perk up from his book to meet yours, he's awfully adoring today, you almost feel bad for calling on him when he's so engrossed in his book.
"can you say that line again?"
alhaitham's head tilts to the side, a confusing frown fixing on his lips as he thinks to what you may be requesting for. It wasn't out of the ordinary for his lover to ask him for a quote or two from something he's either been working on or has written up.
Since you're feeling merciful, you decide to help him out.
"traitor..." you begin and alhaitham is already on the verge of closing his eyes. You can almost hear the way he lets out a deep breath.
"...you traitor" alhaitham snaps his book shut and you brace yourself for the inevitable.
"AZAR!" the book once in his palms, whips past your head, a gust of wind blowing your hair, it landing with a soft thud. Before you can burst into a fit of giggles, your lover is already on his feet and to his room.
He will be plotting for your downfall.