i’m like this close to vomiting a couple fics about this. tis close. so close. oh so very close.
imagine. imagine their domestic bickering. or like, kaveh having a bad day at work and venting to alhaitham, only to forget his worries because alhaitham deliberately pisses him off to direct his attention elsewhere. i saw that one twitter post on kaveh being a bird of paradise filled with distrust and alhaitham being a patient man waiting for said bird to feed out of his hand and i’m a changed person. so many brainworms i can’t even begin to type out. the one line about kaveh packing leftovers for alhaitham after missing the outing — EXCUSE ME???!?!?! don’t be a coward and show me how the conversation went!!! what do you mean i have to write it for myself??!?!?!?! alhaitham’s concern is silent while kaveh’s love language is words of affirmation. one’s playing chess and the other’s playing uno it’s driving me insane the POTENTIAL. gah












