[ Kaveh gasps aloud at the sensation of the deep push stopping right then and there, but his gaze remains averted until Alhaitham's hand guides him back, makes him meet his eyes again even as he'd rather hide, and Kaveh's heart, the traitorous bitch it is, skips a beat.
Not just his eyes, now, but him too? Kaveh doesn't feel beautiful, what with his mussed hair and blown-out eyes and ruddied red cheeks. His voice dies in his throat before he can argue though, pressing up into the kiss even as he feels breathless, closing his eyes against the tears he can feel prickling at their corners. ]
I.. Alhaitham, youβ
[ For the first time in years, the exclamation of "you" on Kaveh's tongue is not made with a tone laced in anger. Rather, it's shaken and unsure, overwhelmed by the sensations and the words both. ]
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Not just his eyes, now, but him too? Kaveh doesn't feel beautiful, what with his mussed hair and blown-out eyes and ruddied red cheeks. His voice dies in his throat before he can argue though, pressing up into the kiss even as he feels breathless, closing his eyes against the tears he can feel prickling at their corners. ]
I.. Alhaitham, youβ
[ For the first time in years, the exclamation of "you" on Kaveh's tongue is not made with a tone laced in anger. Rather, it's shaken and unsure, overwhelmed by the sensations and the words both. ]
You don't have toβ