A/N: Hello from the past! I want to thank @xsezzie for sponsoring this one fic and for being extremely patient with me throughout the process - as you, who is reading this, may already imagine why!
It was a pleasure working with these two cuties, even more because I had to chance to write for baby alhaitham ehehe
Summary: Kaveh invites Alhaitham over his place to work on a project for some extra credits by the end of the semester. It can't be that hard to get to work with his junior, right?
Word count: 1891 words
Kaveh let out an unamused sigh, resting his chin on top of his knuckles. “Can you stop doing that?” He muttered, jabbing his junior’s side while furrowing his brows. Alhaitham squealed in surprise, nearly flipping the whole table before him, and Kaveh couldn’t help but to think that this was the first time he clearly heard Alhaitham’s voice during that afternoon.
It should have been about two or three hours since they started working on their project for the presentations of the end of the semester in the Akademiya and it annoyed Kaveh to the core that Alhaitham simply refused to speak.
At first, inviting his cute little junior to join him in his project didn’t sound like a bad idea. All his interactions with Alhaitham throughout the semester were limited to small talks at the hallways or at the library - and there was something about that quiet, shy guy that drew Kaveh’s attention to him. Maybe, this was the chance he was waiting for all this time, right?
Wrong.
Ever since Alhaitham arrived at Kaveh’s place, the guy seemed to get even more nervous than he usually was.
“How are you?”
“...Fine.”
“Would you like something to eat?”
“...No.”
“Do you want to take a break?”
“...No.”
Agh, that guy!
The short talk was driving Kaveh up the wall, no matter what he tried, he couldn’t initiate a conversation with his junior. Just like the talk, Kaveh’s patience was also running short. And to make matters worse, they were also having little to no progress in their project as well, with barely a page written after hours of work - or attempts of working, to be precise.
Kaveh, at some point, just leaned over his sketches, pressing his forehead on the wooden table and watching Alhaitham with the corner of his eye. What’s wrong with that guy, anyway?
Alhaitham was clearly tense about this whole setting as well, fidgeting with his pen and pretending to write over and over - did he even notice Kaveh had already figured him out by that time? Still, he insisted on feigning effort, in making up excuses to avoid talking to his senior.
Could it be, Kaveh wondered, that Alhaitham actually disliked him? And he was being a jerk instead of the nice, cool senior he dreamed to be?!
Well, the only way to figure this out was talking things through with Alhaitham, which would set him back to 0 progress - after all, this was the main issue: his inability to start a conversation with Alhaitham.
Out of ideas, running out of patience and tired of the same dry, meaningless answers, Kaveh channeled all his inner rage and bubbling insecurities to the tip of his fingers. Then, he delivered his blow: a precise, “lethal” poke, right in the middle of Alhaitham’s side - which brings us back to the present.
As that surprised, panicked squeal left Alhaitham’s lips, the junior student’s first reaction was to cover his lips with one hand, leaning away from Kaveh while widening his eyes in shock.
“Can you stop doing that?” Kaveh groaned, unamused.
“D-doing what, senior?” Alhaitham mumbled from behind his hand, barely standing to make his eye contact with Kaveh last for more than 5 seconds. His cheeks slowly began to heat up, contrasting the color of his grayish hair. “I’m n-not doing anything, I swe-”
“And that’s the problem!” Kaveh quickly sat back up, slamming his hands flat against the table. “Why won’t you talk to me?!”
Alhaitham curled up slightly, holding his hands close to his chest while his body prepared itself to run away. He looked at Kaveh from head to toe, making his senior wonder what kind of thoughts could be passing through his head.
“I… I’m talking to you, thought,” he spoke sheepishly and Kaveh could literally feel something inside him snap after hearing that comment.
He poked Alhaitham again, this time on the middle of his chest, and began to tower over him. Alhaitham, his oh-so-cute junior, was really getting on his nerves today. “What. Is. Your. Problem?!” Kaveh groaned, making Alhaitham jolt slightly with each time his finger came into contact with his chest.
“S-senior, cahalm down!” Alhaitham’s eyes darted back and forth between his senior’s hand and face, his hands aimlessly trying to defend himself.
“I’ve been nothing but nice to you, why are you so tense all the ti-”
“Ah!
“...me.” Kaveh stopped - no, “froze” was a better way to describe it - in his tracks. “D-did you just laugh?”
“...No?” Alhaitham muttered, blinking a few times in confusion as that frustrated face suddenly softened, almost as if Kaveh forgot the reason he was getting angry in the first place. “C-can… we go back to the project, s-senior Kaveh?”
“Sure,” Kaveh muttered, that brief sound still resonating inside his head. As he pulled his hand back, coughing to clear up his throat, his mind drifted to somewhere else, trying to figure out what just happened.
The first, and most obvious hypothesis, came up seconds later and his eyes already began to spark with mischief. “So, have you found any good reference material so far?” Kaveh muttered, his hand sneaking under the table.
“N-not yet, sehEHE-” Alhaitham nearly jumped off his chair when Kaveh lightly pinched his side. The blushing on his cheeks worsened, but acknowledging it - that it tickled - sounded like a terrible idea at the point. “Ahem, not yet, seniohor…”
Kaveh narrowed his eyes. Yeah, he was definitely ticklish, though, but the type that would play tough? He didn’t expect that. Still, it was pretty cute to watch him try to act cool…
“Hmm, maybe if we look a little more thoroughly, we might find something interesting…” Kaveh smiled, poking Alhaitham’s side again and, this time, tracing a little circle with his index finger just below his junior’s rib, “just like I did now.”
Alhaitham’s hands trembled on top of the table, the pen nearly breaking inside his grip that only grew tighter. Alhaitham could feel a drop of sweat sliding down his temper and Kaveh’s predatory gaze on him. This was bad. “S-senior, cohould you stop that?” He muttered, trying to gently push Kaveh’s hand away with his elbow.
“But aren’t you still nervous, ‘Haitham?” Kaveh cooed teasingly. “I thought we should take a little break to… ease the tension.”
“N-nohoh neehed, sehehenior,” Alhaitham gritted his teeth, battling against the urge to laugh while the corners of his lips were already pulling up. “I-I’m f-pfft… f-fihine.”
Kaveh grinned, this was probably the first time he has heard his junior… giggle. It was weird, now that he thought about it, how Alhaitham was always so quiet around him - short talks, avoiding eye contact, barely making any noise… What was his deal, after all? Still, he wasn’t going to let go of this chance, not when he was so close to breaking the ice between them.
“Are you suuure you are fine, ‘Haitham? Look at how hard you’re clenching your hands… you are definitely way too tense. Your face will end up covered in wrinkles when you get older if you are always so nervous, don’t you know that?”
He could almost see how Alhaitham’s muscles contracted and tensed under the tip of his finger, how his skin was prickling with goosebumps and heard how his breathing hitched after each poke. “Sehenior, w-wehe need to fihihinish our projehect!”
“Not now, ‘Haitham’,” Kaveh grinned. Having collected enough data to support his “thesis”, it was time to put all that knowledge into practice. “We need to work on all this tension first.”
Those words sat inside Alhaitham’s mind like a rock thrown in the middle of a peaceful lake. It didn’t take Alhaitham more than seconds to realize the actual meaning behind that excuse and to understand what Kaveh planned to do - still, it was too late.
“N-no, sehenior, tha-aHAHA”, Alhaitham giggled, caught off guard by his own voice when Kaveh tickled both his sides at once. Before he could think of a way to defend himself, his senior already had him trapped against his own chair, with his hands palming and squeezing his sides and stomach.
“How did I not know you are ticklish, ‘Haitham?” Kaveh chuckled along, pinpointing one sensitive spot after the other, managing to avoid Alhaitham’s hands over and over, not allowing the other to stop him in his tracks. “Were you hiding such a cool detail from me? Why? Aren’t we friends?”
If he wasn’t busy laughing and trying to find a way out of this awful situation, Alhaitham would be cringing at those words. Of all the people inside the Akademiya, why did it have to be Kaveh the one to be messing with him?
His little heart beat faster and faster, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment caused by many different reasons at once. “S-sehehenior!! Stohohop it, this ihis not fuhuhunny!”
“Oh, but I’m having lots of fun, ‘Haitham, and aren’t you smiling just as much?” Kaveh teased, his hands clawing their way up from Alhaitham’s waist up to his ribs, making the junior’s laugh rise a pitch. “W-woah, you’re really ticklish here ~”
“W-wahAHAhait, plehehease!” Alhaitham whined, pressing his arms desperately tight against his body. He leaned forward, trying to to curl up in a vain attempt to stop that madding feeling. Alhaitham closed his eyes shut while a wide smile spreaded over his face. “I-it tihihickles too bahahad thehehere!!”
Gulp.
Kaveh wasn’t sure what kind of gear began to turn inside his head at that moment, but seeing Alhaitham smile and laugh - all because of him - made him feel… weird. Fuzzy and warm, as some would call it.
He felt some faint heat reaching his own cheeks while pushing Alhaitham back into his seat, preventing his junior from falling to the ground. “Is that so? Maybe I just figured out how to… make you less tense, right?”
“N-NOHOhoh!! Thahat’s not ihihihit!” Alhaitham shook his head, throwing it back in a fit of laughter after Kaveh managed to sneak his hands under his arms. It tickled more than he expected it to - it was much, much worse! “SehHEHEnior- ahAHAH, stahAHAHap it!”
It took Kaveh a few seconds to process what Alhaitham was saying. All he could focus on was how cute he looked, how adorable the sound of his laughter was and how seeing him like that made him spin. Of course, that also meant it took him a while to actually stop the tickling.
Once he withdrew his hands, Alhaitham’s body went limp against the chair. His head hung on top of the back rest and Kaveh was thankful that they didn’t make eye contact at that moment - this should give him plenty of time to get rid of his own blushing.
“So, caham, are you still nervous, ‘Haitham?” Kaveh smiled, reaching out and nudging Alhaitham’s cheek, playfully poking near the corner of his lips.
The only answer that came from Alhaitham was a tired, embarrassed groan. He pushed Kaveh’s hand away from his face, sitting back up and crossing his arms, “you’re the worst, senior,” he mumbled, crossing his arms and looking away while his cheeks still beamed up in that adorable shade of pink.
“Heh,” Kaveh chuckled, “you’re so cute, ‘Haitham,” he added, making his junior puff out his cheeks slightly. “Well, let’s get back to work, then. You already made us waste enough time ~”
Here you go anon!
I went with Tighnari as the ler simply because, I feel there needs to be more content of these two. I hope you enjoy! 💚 and thank you for your request!
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The room was dimly lit by a colorful lamp that lived on the nightstand, an insistent purchase from Kaveh many weeks ago, as Alhaitham laid on his side on the bed, his back to the door as he was absorbed in one of the pages of his book.
He had retired for the evening, but sleep eluded him. Instead, he had reached for the familiar comfort of one of his favorite books, hoping to quiet his mind.
Time passed unnoticed as he lost himself in the text, until the creak of the bedroom door alerted him. Soft footsteps padded into the room, closer to the bed and he heard the sound of shuffling fabrics, clearly being removed to join him in bed.
He wasn’t sure which one of his partners had entered yet, them being silent thus far but judging by the number of fabrics being removed, he could easily venture a guess of who it was.
He felt the sudden weight on the bed, indicating they finally finished but Alhaitham made no attempts to start a conversation, concluding that if they had gotten into bed without a word, they must just want to sleep.
That was what he thought, anyway. Until he felt a forehead gently thump against his back, nudging ever so slightly.
“Yes, Tighnari?” Alhaitham finally said, having figured out who was there by the gesture alone.
“May I?” his tired voice asked over Alhaitham’s shoulder, requesting permission to embrace him from behind. It must have seemed strange for a boyfriend to ask for permission of something so simple from an outside perspective, but Alhaitham appreciated it that way.
He lifted his arm slightly, opening the gates to allow Tighnari to enter his personal space which the fox happily did so, judging by the speed in which he cuddled up. Tighnari nestled up against him, leaving little to almost no distance between them.
Alhaitham found out early in the relationship how cuddly Tighnari was and put it down to mostly his fox genetics. He never complained about it, in fact, he quite enjoyed it.
“I thought you would have been asleep by now,” Tighnari mumbled into the back of his shoulder.
“That was originally the plan, but as it turns out, I’m not as tired as I would have liked to have been for sleeping. So, I decided to read a little instead.”
Tighnari hummed, lifting his head a little to try and get a glimpse of the book in Alhaitham’s hands, he assumed. But what Alhaitham didn’t see was the mischievous smile that played at the corners of Tighnari’s mouth.
As he continued to read, he was pulled out of his focus when he felt soft fur trail along his bare skin, causing him to shiver. Alhaitham assumed it was just Tighnari’s tail moving in a random movement as he grew comfier against him so said nothing of it.
Until he felt it again, this time a little more deliberate. Alhaitham couldn’t help but twitch at the ticklish feeling of fur brushing against his bare side. “Tighnari…” he said, his voice laced with warning.
“Yes?” he heard Tighnari reply, feigning innocence.
“You know what you’re doing.”
Tighnari buried his face into the back of Alhaitham’s neck, planting a small kiss there which didn’t help Alhaitham’s cause at all. He felt himself flinch at the sensitive gesture.
“I’m not doing anything…” Tighnari was pushing it. Alhaitham was about to put down his book to push Tighnari away, but he gasped when he felt the fox’s fingers pinch his side.
“H-Hey!” Alhaitham yelped, then tried his hardest not to let his breathy laughter escape when Tighnari continued to tickle up and down his sides, squeezing playfully and then scribbling at the spot where his ribs end. “I’m wahaharning you!”
“Sounds real threatening when you’re laughing like that,” Tighnari teased, using the tip of his tail to flick and brush teasingly at the back of Alhaitham’s knees, which made him kick his leg away.
“Stahahp!” Alhaitham tried to keep his voice down, not wanting to alert Kaveh or Cyno. Tighnari was bad enough, but if those two joined he would be in trouble. “Tighnahari!”
“I’m making sure you’re nice and tired out so you can fall asleep,” Tighnari said, wiggling his fingers up to Alhaitham’s underarms, but was halted when his arm trapped the travelling hand.
“NOHOT thehere. I will retaliate.”
“Are you tired enough yet?”
Alhaitham felt Tighnari’s trapped fingers still try to wiggle and enough was enough. In one swift movement Alhaitham flipped over and hastily pinned Tighnari down onto the plush bed beneath them, the fox letting out lively giggles as he did so.
“This bratty behaviour needs to be put in check, Tighnari.”
Tighnari’s tail wagging in that endearing way it always did when he was feeling playful made Alhaitham smirk a little.
“Noho, I’m sorry!” Tighnari was the one giggling now and Alhaitham had yet to do anything yet, but instead of resorting to tickles, he planted a gentle kiss upon Tighnari’s forehead.
“Enough of your antics and we can cuddle properly to fall asleep. Deal?”
“Alright, sounds fair.”
“And if you break this deal, you will be punished.”
Tighnari’s ear flicked playfully and something told Alhaitham that this was going to be a long night.
🪸 ;; fic type -> platonic or romantic, up to reader’s interpretation ;
🪸 ;; warnings -> none ;
🪸 ;; author’s note -> sobbing this is so rushed 💔
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“alhaitham!” kaveh shouted, chasing after his roommate. “get back here!”
how did they get here?
first he was working on a project peacefully. nothing special, just some commission to design a pretty summer home.
so how did he end up chasing alhaitham all over their house?
the scribe stole his favourite pencil! how could he?! he couldn’t care less about alhaitham wanting him to take a “break”. he needed that commission finished asap!
“alhaitham!” he growled, picking up the pace.
“kaveh?” the other mocked, further enraging kaveh.
“i swear if you don’t give me that pencil i’ll have you regret it!” he shouted, more annoyed than ever.
“regret it, how?” alhaitham asked. “i highly doubt your old joints will let you catch up, senior.”
oh that is it!
with one leap of faith, kaveh threw himself at alhaitham, pinning him down to the ground. immediately, his fingers shot at the scribe’s ribs, clawing at them mercilessly and poking between each bone.
alhaitham, to his credit, was somewhat quiet about the whole ordeal, only to break out into loud laughter the second kaveh started to claw at his upper ribs.
“kaveheheheheh!”
“alhaitham!” kaveh snickered, tickling his roommate vigorously. “will you give me back my pencil?”
I'm sorry I can't think of a proper title lmao. Still, I hope I did these boys justice!💖
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Alhaitham x Kaveh domestic!au (romantic)
Lee: Alhaitham
Ler: Kaveh
Warnings: Tickles!
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After a long day at work, all Alhaitham could think of was going home. Home to the comfort he had built, and to the one he loved.
Kaveh's ears perked up from where he was laying on the couch, watching his boyfriend arrive with that usual, grumpy expression.
"Aww, tiring day?" there was no response, aside from the usual grumble the taller one would let out. Alhaitham dragged his feet over to the couch, flopping down face first right on top of Kaveh. Most people would probably get startled by the sudden weight dropped on them, but for Kaveh, this was a regular occurence. Alhaitham coming back all tired and grumpy, and Kaveh messing- I mean, taking care of him. So he accepted his partner with open arms, quickly wrapping him in a hug. Nimble fingers curling against the thin fabric of Alhaitham's shirt.
"Mph..." another grumble came out of the tired man, burrying his face against Kaveh's neck. Ahh... it smelled like home. He could fall asleep right there and then. Of course, Kaveh wouldn't make it so easy for him.
It didn't take long until Alhaitham felt some mischevious fingers sneak under his shirt. Short nails drawing a trail up his spine to the base of his neck. Leaving goosebumps in their way. He felt as Kaveh's chest rumbled in soft yet deep chuckles. That stupid laugh, so... flustering...
Alhaitham would try arching his back away, not like it did much. His torso was trapped flat against Kaveh's. He dared to peak over at the blonde's face, only to be met by the most endearing, love-struck look ever. Back to hiding, Alhaitham went, not wanting to reveal the crimson color that was rising up his features.
"Kaveh..." the younger of the two whined out, barely audible. Anyone who knew Alhaitham, knew that he wasn't the most expressful person out there. Sometimes struggling to word what he wanted, but that's the beauty of love. You pick up on those little signs that your partner wants you to keep going. It also helped that Kaveh felt a soft tug at his own shirt, causing his grin to widen.
He stayed quiet, letting his fingers do all the work. His nails started tracing figure eights around Alhaitham's shoulderblades. The scribe couldn't help but let out small huffs of air, as his shoulders squirmed involuntarily. The longer this went on, the more Alhaitham relaxed. Atleast until Kaveh decided to brush against another sensitive spot. He drummed his fingers softly down Alhaitham's ribs and sides, as if playing a delicate instrument.
"Mph! ...hmhm!" it was getting increasingly harder to control his reactions. Alhaitham's body softly shook as he puffed out a breathless giggle after the other. How can something so relaxing, so... intimate, feel so damn flustering?!
"Ahaww, was that a laugh?~" the blonde chimed out, resting his fingers to a hault. Watching as his partner let out a sigh of relief, but when Alhaitham lifted his face to look up at him, there was a look of desire. He wanted more.
"Shut up..." the younger male grumbled out in typical Alhaitham fashion, trying to oh so casually flip onto his back. Kaveh knew exactly what he wanted.
"Haha! If you wanted tummy tickles, you could've just said so~" the blonde teased, kissing the shell of his partner's ear.
Alhaitham let out a groan, running a hand through his face. Although, any annoyance he felt was instantly replaced by giddyness as Kaveh delicately rolled his shirt up, revealing his toned stomach. Just like with his back, the architect's nails started to caress every nook and cranny. Tracing over marked abs.
A stronger whine escaped the scribe, his stomach trying to suck into itself.
"Ah ah ahhh, don't go hiding now~" Kaveh cooed, his index finger softly circling around the rim of his boyfriend's navel. Such a small spot, yet so effective and weak.
"Hnghh!" poor Alhaitham couldn't help arch his back once more. Causing the sensitive skin to become more exposed to his partner's mischief, not like he minded.
That dreaded finger circled the spot a few more times, enjoying as Alhaitham squirmed and shuddered every time. The scribe thought he'd go insane, until he finally felt that finger dip into his navel. Kaveh's nail softly scratching and wiggling around it playfully.
"Phhhahahaha...!" Alhaitham threw his head back against Kaveh's shoulder. A genuine, bright smile adorning his lips.
"There it is! A happy Alhaitham is much cuter than a grumpy one~" Kaveh chuckled out playfully. "How about I keep this up a while longer? I doubt you'll mind, right?~".
As annoying as it was, Alhaitham wouldn't trade these moments for anything.
Summertime in Sumeru meant hot and humid temperatures. Most city dwellers would flock to the nearby lakes or Port Ormos to cool off. All except the Scribe, who was a serial napper and ‘I am going to stay indoors’ when it came to this type of weather. Though, his roommate Kaveh was also suffering due to the extreme temperatures, having shed most of his outfit off at this point and spread himself across the couch, his legs and feet invading Alhaitham’s personal space, who in retaliation also laid across from him and placed his own feet in Kaveh’s lap.
It was no secret to a select few in Sumeru that there was something more between them, but they are both too stubborn to admit it.
“This position is making me feel hotter… get your legs off me…” Kaveh whined, nudging at Alhaitham’s feet in his lap.
“I am just returning the favour, seeing as you sprawled yourself out over me first.”
“You are a pain…”
“A pain you continue to be affectionate with?” Alhaitham smirked as Kaveh gave him the middle finger lazily, covering his pink face with his other hand.
The Scribe chuckled to himself and gently squeezed Kaveh’s ankle, meaning for it to be a gentle gesture. That is until the blond shrieked and kicked his leg into Alhaitham’s chest.
“W-What was that for!? I… don’t do that!!” The architect sat up in a huff, his face now red as he pouted.
“Huh…? Is that… not supposed to be affectionate…? I… oh.” Alhaitham, having caught on, began to scribble his fingers slowly over Kaveh’s soft ankles.
“H-Hey! Aaaahhh!!! S-Stahahahahaap!!!” The blond’s reaction was immediate, throwing himself back onto the couch, squealing and giggling, trying to kick Alhaitham. “Y-You know better than t-to tihihickle meehehehehee!!!”
“Ah, but I have never tested this spot before… I know your feet are ticklish though.” Alhaitham teases, he gets a tighter grip on Kaveh’s ankle and traces his nails along the soft soles. The sound Kaveh made could have possibly shattered a window, and it certainly caused Mehrak to jump up from its spot by the door, making a little angry face at Alhaitham.
“Look your weird toolbox is mad, be quiet or the neighbours will hear us~”
“A-ALHAITHAAAHAHAHAHAM!!!!” Kaveh squirmed and kicked his legs as the assault on his soles and ankles continued, if he wasn’t already feeling the heat from the weather then he was definitely feeling it now. His face red with embarrassment and laughter, and his legs were in a firm trap, Alhaitham having wrapped his own around them to keep him in place.
The poor toolbox was confused, looking back and forth between the two, eventually deciding that nothing was needed doing and it reverted back to its sleep-state. “Heh, looks like it doesn’t think you’re under any threat.” Alhaitham continued to spider his fingers along Kaveh’s soles.
“I AM UNDER THREAT! I AM UNDER THREEEAHAHAHAHAHT!!!”
Kaveh began jerking his entire body to try and escape the younger man's grip to no avail, picking up a pillow instead and smacking him with it while the ticklish sensations continued to travel up his legs from his feet. It was becoming too unbearable and he was getting desperate, why did his feet have to be so sensitive? Stupid Alhaitham with his stupid smirk on his face and his stupid strength because he secretly isn’t a feeble scholar…
Kaveh made a squeaking sound as Alhaitham focused on his arches, “NAHAHAHAT THEHEHEHEHEERREEE!!! F-Fuck off you ass!!” Through his tears of laughter the older genius finally realised he could start to tickle Alhaitham’s feet in return as they were right there wrapped around him.
“T-Take this!” Kaveh weakly began to scribble the scribe’s soles in return, earning a soft chuckle from the younger man.
“Quihit that~” Alhaitham’s feet weren’t as ticklish as Kaveh but he could feel his grip loosening on his senior.
“N-No! Stop tickling me and I-I will stop tickling you!” Kaveh huffed, weakly trying to retaliate. He then suddenly had a wonderful idea… “Mehrak! Mehrak I am under threat! Get Alhaitham for me!” Kaveh pleaded with his toolbox companion who was idle on the floor, it perked up upon hearing its name called and made a curious emote on its small screen. “Mehrak grab his hands!”
Alhaitham found himself quickly restrained by Mehrak’s telekinetic abilities, leaving him highly vulnerable, “K-Kaveh… What is this? Don’t… Don’t even think about it….”
“Don’t even think about what?”
“I am not falling for that… Do. Not. Tickle. Me.” Alhaitham tried to sound serious but his little smile was giving it away. Kaveh knows Alhaitham can be more ticklish when he is unable to stop it, so now was the perfect opportunity.
“Ah sorry my age must be affecting my hearing!” Kaveh teased before gently scritching the underside of Alhaitham’s toes. He immediately lets out a half covered snort and can’t help but kick his legs softly, “K-Kaveh! Pff- hnng- ugh stahap!” A soft squeak comes out as Alhaitham feels himself getting warmer, probably just from the hot summer day- definitely not the tickling. Kaveh’s nails were exploring other areas of his feet now and he couldn't hold it much longer, it also didn’t help that his arms were currently being restrained by his roommate's weird suitcase.
“K-Kaveheheh… s-stop that! Pff- Nohohoho!” The ticklish feeling on his arches now were becoming too much and a few soft squeaks escaped the younger man's mouth, he desperately tries to free his hands from Mehrak to cover his face but the telekinesis is strong.
“Nuh-uh Alhaitham~ No trying to escape now, not until I hear a proper laugh!” The blond softly rakes both of Alhaitham’s feet, the sensations traveling from his feet and through his whole body are too much and he finally gives in.
“Pfffff- NAHAHAHAAA STAHAHAAAP!! Heheheheheh! Quihihit ihihit K-Kaveehhehehh!!!” The Scribe can only throw his head back and let out a raspy laugh with the occasional squeak, much to his dismay and Kaveh’s delight, “Aw is my junior a bit sensitive? Tickle tickle tickle!” The architect teases as he continues his ticklish attack on Alhaitham’s feet.
“K-Kaveh I swear hahaha- Ahhh! D-Dohohohon’t!!” Alhaitham feels Kaveh’s fingers make their way up the back of his leg to his knees, “KAVEH Dooooon’t!!!!!”
“He finally gives in! I knew you loved it when I tickle you~”
“AHAHAHA! NOOOHHOHOHOO!”
“Ah-ha-hah- yes don’t you mean?” Kaveh smirks as he gets to see this softer and less restrained side of Alhaitham.
“AAAH!! OKAY OKAY!!! I GIVE I GIHIHIHIHIIIVE!!!”
Kaveh seems to snap back into the reality that it is a really hot day, not realising how red and sweaty the two of them have become on the couch. He lets the scribe go and commands Mehrak to release his arms, of which Alhaitham immediately brings down to wipe his bangs out of his face. Kaveh can’t help but blush and think how good Alhaitham looks when his hair isn’t covering his eyes…
“Ah… heh sorry, but it was nice to have the upper hand in a tickle fight for once~”
“You cheated… using your stupid toolbox…”
“Hey! Mehrak is not stupid! Don’t make me get it again so I can tickle you elsewhere!”
Alhaitham tossed one of the cushions at Kaveh’s head, “Not on a day like this… jeez I am sweating so much, I think a cold shower is in order… ugh.”
“Well, this is what you get for tickling me! You should have known better than to start this on a day like today…”
