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escordvi2025-07-05 01:25 am
indispensable) wrote in escordvi2025-07-05 01:25 am
indispensable) wrote in escordvi2025-07-05 01:25 am
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[He says it easily, because its the truth; there's nobody else who he'd ever do this with, especially when he knows how much Kaveh likes this too. Their countless exchanges, their mutual debates... everything that they share with each other are all things which Alhaitham will never want to share with anyone else. It is theirs just as much as it is also his.
But outside of that, he supposes Kaveh is right in there it is his birthday, and Alhaitham has every intention of spoiling him rotten. So he takes his half-eaten plate and stands up from his seat, walking around to Kaveh's side of the table where he first sets down his plate, leaving his hands are free to scoop his senior up from the chair so that he can settle down on it himself and shamelessly plant his husband right on his lap.]
There we go. Just as the birthday man wishes. [He huffs out, bemused, though that doesn't stop him from wrapping one arm around the other's waist.]
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[Kaveh hmmphs a little, but given how he's immediately wriggled into being maximumally comfy on his husband's lap, there's no change he's actually upset with this turn of events. And why would he be? Alhaitham's arms are comfortable and safe, after all.]
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[He asks with a quirk of his lips as he uses his other hand to bring Kaveh's plate closer to them. He can't exactly reach out that far while he has his husband on his lap, after all.]
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[Kaveh is eyeing the approach of that plate with bright eyes though. He's still hungry and he's getting spoiled...by this time of the day, his lingering discomfort with letting people fuss over him has largely faded into background noise. He couldn't accept this from anyone else but...
...If it's Alhaitham, it's alright, isn't it? This is his husband. It's alright if Kaveh lets his husband spoil him.]
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[Not that its stopping him from doing so, especially when he sees how Kaveh is trying and failing to hide his excitement from being spoiled further. It's very, very cute.
Alhaitham gets the plate as close as he can without it being in danger of dropping to the floor. Thankfully past him had some foresight to already score the steak, primarily to marinate better, but the fact that it makes it far easier for him to cut out a strip while having a grown man on his lap doesn't hurt either.
Once he has the steak sliced up into sufficiently edible pieces he spears one with the fork and brings it over to Kaveh, fully expecting his senior to be waiting and ready to be fed.]
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[Clearly you should be spoiling Kaveh!!! Which he is, so his royal highness will graciously allow Alhaitham some grace so he can nom happily on steak. It's still a little embarrassing...but he is in love and he is happy, so some embarrassment is fine.]
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[There's a gleam in his eyes that suggest its something best not asked right now though, as he continues to feed his husband. Every bite that Kaveh takes is met with a pleased hum, and Alhaitham makes sure to pace things right and not rush through their meal, pausing every so often to let Kaveh have some wine as well.
Just as how Kaveh is inherently possessive over the certain facets of himself that he only ever shows to him, so too is Alhaitham possessive with this infectious joy that's radiating from his husband right now. Though he knows better than to let this stay hidden from everyone else—what he sees now, these flushed, ruddy cheeks and crooked smile, is for nobody else but him, and he will always covet that deeply.
It's not too much of a surprise then, that in the middle of Kaveh being wined and dined Alhaitham gives into his own urges and leans in, stealing a kiss from his husband's lips right after he's just have another spot of wine.]
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[Kaveh makes a surprised little squeak, but in all honesty, it isn't really that surprising that Alhaitham couldn't restrain himself. Not that Kaveh's doing anything to admonish this behavior, happily drinking in that kiss with a little more hunger than chaste intentions. He can't help himself either, not really.
Two years ago, this was something he wouldn't even allow himself to dream of. Now, his birthday is eclipsed by a more precious anniversary three weeks before it, but Kaveh finds he doesn't mind this, either, being soaked in Alhaitham's boundless love. It's so funny to him now, to think that he ever thought Alhaitham felt otherwise about him--the man's regard is so vast, so bottomless and infinite, that even Alhaitham himself had not know how deeply he felt it. There is no more room for doubt.
Miracle of miracles, the man Kaveh loves--has always loved--loves him.]
Mm...what, are you thinking about dessert already, Haitham?
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He loves Kaveh. Has always loved Kaveh, and will always love him for the rest of his days. This is the immutable truth, as certain as the sky and earth itself.]
Hmm... maybe, if you were actually sweet enough for it. [He teases with an unapologetic smile.] I think my senior still requires a little bit of marinating.
[With what, exactly, is going to be up for debate.]