convo collab with the lovely k0kytos

k0kytos: modern au where kaveh's parents are divorced. kaveh's father is good "friends" with haitham. idk how they met but they meet regularly now and kaveh's father (who is a charming and handsome middle-aged man) enjoys haitham's company a lot and sometimes buys him gifts too - mostly just rare editions of books that haitham does not have the money to buy himself. kaveh visits his father one day and is surprised to see his ex chatting animatedly with his father. the visit is awkward for kaveh and he is jealous (of his own father, no less!). he corners haitham as they leave and accuses him seducing his poor father

sorry about the fragmented plot (and sentences). it's because i never wrote this down anywhere (but i think about it a lot as you can see)

it was originally meant to be kvthm with kvh misunderstanding the relationship between his father and [his future wife] haitham but now im thinking.. why not make haichan and kvh's father fuck as well?

ion: i love this! sugar daddy kaveh's dad. holy moly!!! the possibilities! alhaitham is your mom now kaveh.
would kvh's dad know that alhaitham was his son's ex? would alhaitham be an orphan? grandma sick? oh, what if kaveh's dad was standing behind alhaitham in line at a book store and overheard that alhaitham didn't have enough money to buy a book he really needed for school and, the saint that is kaveh's dad, buys it for him even though alhaitham insists he doesn't have to. when he makes the purchase they walk off to the side and alhaitham sheepishly thanks him and then his stomach grumbles terribly and kaveh's dad buys him lunch and the rest is history

k0kytos: i don't think kaveh's dad would know about his son's relationship. in fact, he was surprised to see his son and his ahem, "companion" already knew each other. also yes alhaitham is an orphan taking care of his sick grandma. i looove this backstory btw!! i really couldn't figure how they might've met

ion: alhaitham barely has time to date. taking care of grandma and college and a part time. also paying off grandma's hospital bills. FINANCIALLY STRUGGLING ALHAITHAM! kaveh’s dad feels so bad for him that he buys them groceries.

k0kytos: poor bb.. that's why he needs a sugar daddy yess and haitham is affronted at first but soon understands that the man's kindness is genuine. imagine his shock when he finds out that he's dating (yes they're dating now) his ex's dad. once he gets over it he'd just shrug and sigh in acceptance "i guess i do have a type"

ion: yea alhaitham is defensive and doesn't want to be some charity case. hmmm now how would they get together??? after their first lunch, kaveh's dad puts his number in alhaitham's beat up cellphone. (let's just call him daddy)

daddy texts haichan while he's in class "i'm nearby your school and bought extra take out. i can drop it off."

like daddy is genuine and not a creep at all. he has boundaries and only looks out for his well-being because the kid is handling way too much that no kid should

k0kytos: haitham naively (he's a college student here let him be stupid) tries to repay his kindness by seducing him. he kisses DADDY and daddy kisses him back- horrified at his own reaction. he tells haitham to go home after reassuring him that he hadn't ruined their friendship and that he'll see him the next day.

ion: DADDY contemplates his actions and feels guilty but looks down and… alhaitham cured his ED

k0kytos: IM CRYING NOT ED HAHAHAHA

ion: there's a moment where alhaitham gets really bad news -college scores, heaven forbid, his grandma takes a turn, her health insurance went down the crapper, or he got fired from his part time job- and he runs to DADDY for advice and comfort. falls apart from so much stress. daddy gives alhaitham a big hug, holds him close, and alhaitham just falls. whether in love or into his arms or asleep but they stare at one another, alhaitham's glossy eyes silently looking up at daddy. then their lips shyly touch.

they stop and look at each other, daddy silently wondering if this is wrong. until alhaitham closes his eyes and touches daddys lips with his. daddy puts his big warm hand on alhaitham's baby soft cheek, tilting his head and the kiss gets deeper. one of them shakily exhales. alhaitham is just so inexperienced it's endearing.

alhaitham winds his arms around daddy's neck as daddy whispers to alhaitham “open your mouth” and daddy sticks his tongue inside his tiny malhaithamouth, making alhaitham squeak. daddy's hands draw closer and into his lap and their ppkuns touch or haichan has a pussy idk

k0kytos: DADDY COMFORTING HAITHAM AND HAITHAM FALLING IN LOVE IN HIS ARMS AND THEN ASLEEP THIS IS SOOO SOMFT BIG WARM HAND!! ON HAITHAM'S BABY SOFT CHEEK!!

ion: alhaitham has a mini orgasm just by being pulled into daddy's lap and feeling an intoxicating heat between his legs

HE HAS BABY FAT. HES BABY. HE'S DADDYS BABY.

k0kytos: I TOO AM A HAITHAM BABY FACE TRUTHER. HE IS FACE IS CUTE AND ROUMD

ion: HE AINT BUFF YET. JUST LEAN BECAUSE HE JOGS AND HIS BOOBIES ARE STUBBORN BABY FAT (idk if that's how it works) KAVEH'S DAD HAS DAD-BOD. alhaitham is a malnourished college student with too much going on. he ain't buff. don't ask why he has boobies. that's just rude

kavdad's manly blonde whiskered mouth slurping up those cute puffy nips and alhaitham throws his head back in ecstasy.

k0kytos: haichan deserves to be railed by a man twice his age who's also in love with him

ion: he wants to take care of him and spoil him.

k0kytos: fancy drinks on their dates

ion: kavdad romancing haichan and he's just so adorable in the candle light

a sci-fi take on the the sapir–whorf hypothesis or linguistic relativity. tldr: the theory that the language a person speaks can influence their worldview, thought, and even how they experience and understand the world.

(inspired by the first two paragraphs of alhaitham's vision lore)

[the whole plot of the film/book but just plug in wriothesley & alhaitham] MENTIONS OF MPREG!

modern au - spaceships land in different nations of the earth. the military sends in a team of soldiers and scientists to study the spacecrafts hovering over these locations while the world scrambles in a panic. alhaitham is a highly recommended linguist hired by his government to understand and decipher the alien language and find a way to communicate with the peaceful creatures. he agrees only because he is driven by interest and curiosity. he’s assigned to work with wriothesley, a physicist with a military background (because wrio-oppa is so smart). he acts as his guide and guardian while alhaitham stays in the military base.

they work tirelessly together breaking down the alien’s complex language and eventually make a breakthrough, sharing the knowledge with the rest of the nations. wriothesley is supportive of alhaitham's endeavors and encourages, where he can, in alhaitham’s pursuit to fulfill his curiosity, while also protecting and taking care of this feeble linguist from military intimidations. wriothesley is only executing his duty but does it while he enjoys being a soundboard for alhaitham's murmurings and ramblings. they’re both brilliant in their professions and wriothesley does well in keeping up with alhaitham’s questions in finding the solutions and truth. working closely with the linguist softens up his rough edges and he's more willing to take alhaitham’s side of the argument when he instigates their military superiors at the risk of his reputation and career.

as alhaitham gains a deeper understanding of the language he starts to have visions/waking dreams of a happier version of himself enjoying his life in the strong arms of a faceless lover. it leaves him feeling nostalgic like a beloved, vivid memory from his past. these flashbacks become so frequent he starts to lose track of time. his reality and dreams start to blur and his perception of time becomes convoluted. he sees a beautiful child in different stages of age and then watches as the child suffers from a horrible, incurable illness. alhaitham is left feeling immense grief. he wakes in tears every time, knowing he’ll see their life cut short so quickly. for most of his life, he’s lived detached from making any interpersonal connections.

the harsh truth reveals itself when alhaitham wakes shaking with a cold sweat. he saw himself being held by the same strong hands holding onto a small baby bump. this child is his own. there’s a pain in his chest and a phantom warmth on his belly. another part of his vision, his lover leaves him, feelings of betrayal in his chest of alhaitham knowing this child will not live. he brings his hands up to his own face to wipe the tears away just as he’s called for an emergency meeting with the military leaders. he has no time to worry about emotional distractions when the cry for global war is on the horizon.

eventually he realizes that these visions are from his future. ”learning the language alters humans' linear perception of time, allowing them to experience memories of future events. mc's visions of her daughter are revealed to be premonitions; her daughter will not be born until sometime in the future.” being so immersed in learning this language has altered time for alhaitham. how language is utilized as a weapon or a doomsday device, communication can be violence or salvation and forges the path to peace and relative cohesive mindsets. in learning this alien language he travels time but is ultimately affected by it. wriothesley admits he sees visions but does not voice the details, his are too vivid and too personal. ignoring the many unsaid words, they continue to discuss theories and find a concrete understanding.

tensions increase with the nations hiding their own deciphers of the alien language. due to their own limited understanding and cemented notions of fear and war clouding their judgment, cries of war echo from all nations and alhaitham uses this power to find a peaceful solution. the aliens leave their language and knowledge behind as a means to be used as a weapon/tool for a war that is yet to happen but these aliens have seen in the future where the earth is a part of it and alhaitham was chosen to know the truth and share it with the rest of the world.

an exhausted alhaitham falls into the arms of drained wriothesley.

he closes his eyes and says he's missed the feeling of protection and security he gets from wriothesley's embrace.

wriothesley enjoys how solid and warm alhaitham is in his arms.
this is their first hug.

they realize they are each other's future. even with the pain and suffering of the loss of child in their shared future, they're willing to go through it together because life is so very brief and they want to meet this child that is a combination of the good they both can create. they’ll learn how to deal with the inevitable together. also they stopped a global war so they can do whatever they want.

”they talk about life choices and whether he would change them if he could see his life from beginning to end. that she will agree to have a child with him despite knowing their fate: that their daughter will die from an incurable disease and lover will leave them both after mc reveals that she knew this."

alhaitham has seen his future and that's what it comes down to in the end. he could ignore wriothesley and never go down the path of grief. or he could go with the flow of time and experience many pleasures, happinesses, sorrows, and losses. because that's what life is about, isn't it?

maybe alhaitham told him about these visions. maybe alhaitham told him he knows the future and it's outcome. maybe alhaitham knows what will happen next. maybe wriothesley won't like knowing his life will be dictated to him by his lover. wont you think wriothesley would want to live his life how he wants it to be? do you think it's fair if alhaitham tells him exactly what's gonna happen in their future? that's not a happy life worth living. in the end it's up to alhaitham whether he’ll tell him the truth. maybe he does. or maybe he doesn't. there could be important events that he saw that must take place for there to be order. maybe his happiness in life is a sacrifice for the greater good.

would alhaitham feel jealous? i would think not; he trusts wriothesley to be faithful. however, because they are nations apart, there may be an inkling of anxiety he tries to snuff out, as with any long-distance relationship. these are new emotions alhaitham is experiencing, and because he’s in love, he can’t help but fall into an emotionally driven worry (gho.free) he has to logically sort through them while feeling an ache in his chest.

alhaitham finds wriothesley in a meeting with lyney as they chat amicably about previous cases and adventures. The little magician narrates these experiences with great panache that leaves room for implications. alhaitham has no reason to doubt or dwell on it, but he does have reasons to feel bothered when wriothesley starts handling work-related appointments while alhaitham is in town to see his boyfriend.

despite his attempts to reschedule, the situation called for the duke's domineering presence in this case.

alhaitham would concede and wave him away, “that’s alright. i'll spend the day in the overworld and go to our favorite restaurants by myself.” he watched his boyfriend get pulled away by the impatient magician, a lingering look of contrition on his handsome face. alhaitham respects that this is a part of wriothesley’s work and he respects his important position. he wouldn’t dare impose his selfish desires over wriothesley’s career.

alhaitham would never feel insecure in this relationship because at night, when the case is resolved, wriothesley swiftly returns to his scribe’s side, lifting the bed covers to join a sleeping alhaitham tucked in the duke’s bed. wriothesley would hug him from behind, his nose on alhaitham's nape, inhaling the scent he's addicted to. alhaitham would wake slowly, turning in wriothesley’s arms and catching his lips in a long kiss.

alhaitham would ask in a sleepy voice if everything turned out okay. wriothesley would hold him close, arms wrapped around the scribe tightly, humming in agreement, but his eyebrows have that wrinkle in between. alhaitham notices. with one eye open, he asks what's wrong.

wriothesley tells him some somber details about the case or what almost went wrong. but the underlying reason is how he’s neglecting alhaitham. tormented, he hasn't given his lover proper consideration. wriothesley knows the scribe has limited time in fontaine and plans to cherish every moment with him.

alhaitham could take this opportunity to scold the duke for putting his duties above him. instead, he sweetly wraps his arms around his neck, pulling wriothesley ever closer into his embrace, "you can pay off your debt by coming back with me to sumeru." the couple has already planned and set aside their vacation time for the whole year, everything prepared and reserved, of course, with a few days open for spontaneity.

wriothesley laments, "i can't change my dates, lovely."

alhaitham softly chuckles "I know. it would have been nice. however..." he pulls apart his legs and wriothesley intimately situate himself in between. the scribe’s heart leaps when he feels his boyfriend’s interested bulge grind against his heat. alhaitham bites his lip "...maybe i could smuggle your dick out of meropide and take it back with me to sumeru. then you would never leave my side."
wriothesley weeps "you only want me for my dick."

by morning, alhaitham is the one weeping on wriothesley's dick.

when the little magician is in the duke's office at 8 am sharp, ready to discuss the case results, wriothesley stumbles in, adjusting his dress shirt collar and vest. lyney feels his elation sink when he's quick to notice the red and purple marks all over wriothesley's scarred neck and under his ears, a fresh bite indentation on his stubbled cheek, and a bruised one on the duke's thick forearm.

the magician tries to cut the meeting short after the sumeru scribe comes out of the duke's private sleeping quarters, wearing only wriothesley's fur-lined coat haphazardly draped over his bare, bruised shoulders as he’s holding out wriothesley's red, stretched out tie.

lyney looks at the scribe's half-clothed state with a heated stare until he notices how wriothesley is also staring: eyes dilated and a blush dusting his handsome features.

the scene was entirely unnecessary and unprofessional, witnessing the duke bend down to give alhaitham a passionate, long kiss and watching the bashful scribe limp back into the bedroom with a look that spoke of wanting more. he’s utterly besotted. (leanne)

lyney can have the duke of the fortress of meropide’s attention during business hours, but alhaitham has wriothesley between his arms and legs at night. he has him in the early morning hours when the duke of meropide is soft, unguarded, and brutally honest with alhaitham. sharing all his worries and bliss.

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azar: THE ULTIMATE MOB. that old fool was so horni for alhaitham. their interaction! think of the potential!

the way alhaitham tried to persuade azar that he's still on the sage's side. there was a tone of desperation to continue his acting AND azar revealed that he secretly had alhaitham act like a double agent.

only for hthm to be all "surprise bitch! i'm my own agent" bends over

ngl i felt that alhaitham was FLIRTING with azar.
there are things he said and the WAY he said it was so unnecessary: flattery and sultry voice trying to sway and soften azar (and harden his dick)

and that elevator ride to the grand sage's office is sooo long. enough time for azar to pull down alhaitham's pants and eat out/prep the scribe before bending him over his desk, or azar impatiently fucks alhaitham right on those stairs.

it gives new light to how closely azar and alhaitham worked together because of the frustrating politics that govern the akademiya. workplace toxicity. i imagine alhaitham had to, ahem, perform favors in order to reach a high level to gain azar's confidence and trust.

i believe we won't see the last of azar. if hoyo is ballsy enough to actually imply azar and hthm had a workplace relationship or even say "we worked closely together" or they already have mentioned it...

much like a cat… a tactile creature who loves to be stroked, butting his head against his favorite person when he desperately craves attention. when you scratch him just right, he’s a romantic puddle begging for more. he’ll lash out, scratching and biting, when you pull your hand away. alhaitham decides when he is done with you; thank you very much.

just like a cat… lifting his ass as kaveh’s hand strokes down his back. he tilts his head, giving more access to the good parts of his neck. alhaitham purrs like a motor preventing him from talking right—cute stuttering words in between purring.

cat mating is very painful, but kaveh is no cat. his dick is smooth, hot, and silky as he pistons in and out of alhaitham’s core, enjoying the delicious friction.

when queens orgasm, the female runs high on bliss and pain and frantically rolls on her back to wiggle and enjoy the feel of pleasure, an instinctive reaction promoting ovulation for her next potential mate.

alhaitham rolls on his back, hands curled up to his chin with a content smile, throat running like a little motor and shimmying his hips side to side, kaveh’s seed leaking from his pink pussy. after the wiggling stops, he returns to mating position, ass up, panting as he displays his drenched, puffy pussy in readiness for kaveh to mount him again.

every time one of them reaches climax, alhaitham swiftly rolls onto his back for wiggles. uncaringly and painfully pulling away from kaveh’s dick.

kaveh gets fed up and angry for being interrupted by this ridiculous act (it stopped being cute after the second time alhaitham reached completion before he did); he grabs alhaitham by the scruff of his neck, shoving his face into the wet sheets, mounting him, hot dick sliding back into place.

kaveh harshly pounds into alhaitham, dropping all his heavy weight on the prissy queen. overstimulated and kept in a prone position, preventing all movement, alhaitham is forced to betray his instincts. hands clawing the bed as these unrestrained yowling noises come out of his throat, feeling like he’s melting all over. kaveh's pelvis slaps against him until his dick penetrates his fertile womb.

queens only mate for a 24-hour period, and the first matings will not guarantee conception, so alhaitham mates for multiple rounds and, quite often, prowling and presenting himself in front of kaveh, angling his hips just right and adding a little wiggle to entice his mate to mount him. each climax induces stronger ovulation, increasing chances of offspring and every time kaveh fills his womb encouraging alhaitham’s body to drop his eggs.

after mating, the queen usually swats and hisses at the male, but alhaitham has chosen an excellent mate. kaveh's attentiveness left alhaitham in a puddle of softness; he reaches out to nuzzle and hide his purrs into his mate’s neck. licking into each other's mouths with hungry kisses and calloused hands caressing every inch of his body. alhaitham will lick the scratch marks he left on his mate’s shoulders, apologetically clean kaveh's cock. slurping one last squirt out of kaveh, enjoying the weight and scent on his tongue. the afterglow is kaveh's favorite part, with alhaitham more docile and affectionate. later he will blame the heat hormones for significantly altering his mood.

after alhaitham's heat period ends in a successful conception, kaveh can expect kittens in approximately 40 weeks.

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kaveh has a side job on top of being an architect because of debt (of course), and he is there to check on this old lady's shower/bath unit because there was a request to get her bathroom remodeled due to her difficulty bathing herself. so he goes to check the layout, make notes and plans, and ask the old woman's caretaker what are her exact needs.

when he arrives to do the work, he only finds the old lady and no caretaker. the old woman explained that her grandson had an issue at the last minute at work, so he wanted to reschedule the appointment. she is just so kind and sweet. kaveh sticks to the appointment and ends up helping her get around her home, and he does his job, patiently answering all her questions. it's a labor kaveh is more than willing to help her with. he enjoys talking with her and is determined to improve her living situation in any way he can. even plans to expedite the work because bathing is a basic human right, and this sweet woman deserves only the best.

grandma realizes how late it's gotten since most of the time was spent chatting amicably and swapping stories; just as kaveh concludes the work, she insists she serves him dinner since she took up most of his time. kaveh is put on the spot and tells the sweet old lady she doesn't have to.

suddenly, the room is silent when his stomach betrays him, making the loudest obnoxious grumble. granny chuckles. "oh my!"

kaveh puts his head in his hands and curses his luck for inconveniencing this sweet old lady.

she pats him, directs him to sit down, and she'll heat some seasoned flatbread.

kaveh sits awkwardly stiff at the dinner table, cursing himself to oblivion. he feels so shameless being in this situation. it isn't until he's hit with the aromas of the heating food from the kitchen that he's slowly reconsidering the shame he feels. kaveh, can't remember when he last had a proper meal that wasn't stale bread and mayonnaise. no, no, this isn't right. he shouldn't be taking advantage of an old woman's hospitality and kindness. he's a complete stranger in a sweet old lady's home, and to top it off, she's a client! utterly shameless kaveh!

just as kaveh resolves to speak up and escape, the old lady emerges from the kitchen carrying a heavy tray of plates and pottery, moving unsteadily and slowly towards the table. kaveh lurches out of the chair and swiftly moves over to help her and ensure she doesn't hurt herself. But that was a mistake because now his nose is directly over the wafting mouthwatering food, and kaveh's previous resolve crumbles.

the old lady thanks him and says his noble actions reward him with dessert.

alhaitham walks in just as kaveh is making a perfect imitation of a squirrel having his mouth stuffed with baklava (granny makes it especially for alhaitham because it's his favorite)

THAT’S MY DESSERT YOU’RE EATING (alhaitham, childish, probably)

OH HUSH I MADE MORE (granny, pulling her grandchild’s ear, most likely)

alhaitham is wary and insists kaveh finishes his meal and LEAVES.

ALHAITHAM IS NOT HAPPY THAT THIS STRANGER IS HERE SITTING BESIDE HIS GRANNY, TAKING ADVANTAGE OF HER (he's very protective and possessive of his frail grandmother and seeing a stranger in the apartment with her would set off several alarms in his head) NO MATTER HOW ATTRACTIVE HE IS!

No granny loves kaveh. she wants him to stay longer [friggin granny, we all know what you're up to]. now that alhaitham is here, they eventually sit and chat, with tea in hand, about the project and lay out the details.

kaveh bids granny farewell. she gives him a big, long hug (kaveh tries very hard not to cry because he really needs a loving parental figure in his life), and she smooches several kisses on his cheeks, calls him a delight, and she's more than happy to work with him.

alhaitham walks kaveh out. ahh, kaveh sighs contently with a full belly and an even fuller heart until alhaitham unloads the biggest of all threats “i don't know what you're planning but don't try anything with my grandma”

kaveh is stunned in fear and shock. if he thought this gorgeous man was intimidating, alhaitham turned it up to 1,000 and showed the poor architect a very lethal side of him.

how the fuck are they related? sweet old lady vs scary intimidating, gorgeous man dressed in black and leather. oh and alhaitham rides a motorcycle. its an advantage to getting to his grandma quicker especially commuting in a big city.

kaveh tells him too bad, i got assigned this project and you'll be seeing this pretty face often! mweh 🤪

alhaitham smirks, taking those words as a challenge. kaveh DOES NOT swoon!

they do see each other more frequently but alhaitham is now a present hovering specter that won't let kaveh be alone with his granny in any room.

even though the plans are finished, kaveh often visits and checks the progress throughout the months. alhaitham reminds him he doesn't have to be here but granny insists. (kaveh: “you don't want to break your grandmother's heart do you? she loves me! admit it! im her favorite!” nearly incoherent with his mouth stuffed with more baklava)

construction workers come one day to do the work and alhaitham isn't there at the time. granny trips and falls on one of the tools. workers call their company in a panic and kaveh happens to overhear. he drops everything and rushes through traffic to reach her at the hospital. he’s made sure alhaitham was already informed but he curses himself for not getting that gorgeous man’s cell number. when kaveh arrives, he’s relieved to see that she sustained minor injuries: a bloody nose and bruised shoulder. no head wounds or broken anything.

alhaitham arrives later, out of breath and so very frightened. kaveh sees a very gentle side of him as he checks on his grandmother and clings to her bedside. he cups her sweet face checking on her bruised eyes and bandaged nose. alhaitham is acting like a child that wants to keep his most precious treasure in his hands like a secret only meant for him to keep. with a sting to his heart kaveh realizes he’s intruding and no longer needed. silently he slips out of her hospital room.

alhaitham follows him out and humbly thanks kaveh. for all the time kaveh has been in alhaitham’s frustrating presence, he's still so terribly petrified and shaken up that kaveh is compelled to do the one thing he recently got addicted to: big hugs from granny.

so he provides that for alhaitham and he completely melts into kaveh's secure embrace. they eventually break off when kaveh has to leave. alhaitham returns to his granny's side who was watching them the whole time.

AND THEN THERE WAS WORLD-BUILDING:

alhaitham has massive trust issues. the system has tried to screw them over many times and history of society being heartless and taking advantage of his grandmother’s kindness.

kaveh says “hello, that's my life in a nutshell too! but i have morals!”

alhaitham: yeah, i can see why you're so often swindled

kaveh: offended noises

alhaitham works as a government employee despite his hate for politics and lives a few blocks away from his grandmother. he can barely afford his apartment, so he rooms with cyno (an ex-turned-friend).

grandma has a spare room that alhaitham sometimes uses. still, because of their strict senior housing contract with her apartment building, he tries to avoid staying overnight too often despite how much he would love to live with his grandmother. so he makes sure not to leave any of his personal belongings or clothing there for the occasional surprise visitation from government agents to find when they check in on her.

granny doesn't live in senior housing with all the amenities and 24-hour service and care that alhaitham would love for her to have. he makes too much for this program but very little to provide for both of them, and she doesn't get much either from gov aid.

so everyone is financially struggling.

when the work is complete, alhaitham and his grandmother show their gratitude and appreciation with a big feast of homemade delicacies that remind kaveh of his country and youth. his stomach and heart haven’t stopped feeling full to bursting. grandma still maintains communication with kaveh even after his contract ends with her. alhaitham continues to walk into his grandmother’s home to find kaveh and granny gossiping over tea and candied nuts. wait, are those alhaitham’s baby pictures?

kaveh and alhaitham start seeing each other more, inviting each other out to eat on lazy sundays. they share a few passionate kisses when they’re both breathless, from a scenic motorcycle ride into the mountains to star gaze. they eventually start dating after granny tells alhaitham that messaging each other every day is technically dating.

kaveh one time tried to make out with alhaitham in granny's home until alhaitham threatened to cut off kaveh's balls if he dared to touch him there. kaveh gets cockblocked in grandma's home when he just wants a peek and a squeeze and one little smooch. c'mon, haichan, don't be a prude. granny has a stash of little sweaters and wants great-grandkids [self-insert as granny].

cyno, who works full time as head of security at the history museum, has been romancing tighnari, an exhausted single father working in the city’s arboretum next door. cyno and kaveh have bonded as they lament their severe insomnia together. both night owls stay up at ungodly hours due to work and pass the time playing tcg or have discussed at length how they’ve both made alhaitham scream and cream. cyno enjoys and approves of kaveh for alhaitham, mainly because he can earn a quick buck with kaveh losing so often at tcg and demanding rematches.

cyno eventually moves out to live with tighnari and his daughter. alhaitham doesn’t have to worry about finding a roommate because now he has kaveh and, more importantly, he has more space. alhaitham makes kaveh construct built-in bookshelves lining the walls for him, kaveh needs room for his drafting table, and granny wants a crib.

kaveh can't say no to his cute, sweet old granny who already shows him the chest of little hand-knit sweaters and onesies.

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one look at wriothesley's thighs and i was hit with a vision of those thick, powerful thighs holding up alhaitham as he thrusts up into his tight pussy. alhaitham clinging to wriothesley's shoulders, moans breathed hotly into his ear.

the scribe's cute noises do wonderful things to wriothesley's heart and even more so to his cock, inciting the man to thrust faster, bare thighs clapping loudly against alhaitham's plump ass with bruising force.

the scribe's choked pleas of clemency go answered, not when wriothesley is so close. all alhaitham can do is hold on tighter and biting his lip as he rides this anguished bliss.

wriothesley kisses the side of alhaitham's neck, a silent reassurance, he responds in kind by running a hand through his hair and softy scratching his scalp.

tbh...