[ He's sitting at the small table in his suite when there's a knock on the door, and despite the irritation in his texts, there's a smile on his lips by the time he stands up. He's ready to let Alhaitham in, but the other remembered what he said and just slips inside after knocking,
and the present, he realizes immediately, is good, eyes widening at the basket full of treats. ]
...That's really kind of you, Haitham. Thank you.
[ In the fact of such kindness, the old nickname slips out, and he looks up at the other with a small smile. Cheese and fruits aren't exactly the younger's thing, but... ]
Did you wanna share them with me?
[ As he talks, though, his eyes settle properly on the other man, and he can't help but notice the clothing he's wearing. Something new, to match with the gift basket he's brought with him. He looks good. And if he's got money, it means he's playing the game, looking after himself in all the important ways...
(Kaveh hates the odd feeling of jealousy that spikes in his gut.) ]
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and the present, he realizes immediately, is good, eyes widening at the basket full of treats. ]
...That's really kind of you, Haitham. Thank you.
[ In the fact of such kindness, the old nickname slips out, and he looks up at the other with a small smile. Cheese and fruits aren't exactly the younger's thing, but... ]
Did you wanna share them with me?
[ As he talks, though, his eyes settle properly on the other man, and he can't help but notice the clothing he's wearing. Something new, to match with the gift basket he's brought with him. He looks good. And if he's got money, it means he's playing the game, looking after himself in all the important ways...
(Kaveh hates the odd feeling of jealousy that spikes in his gut.) ]