[The moment he does step into the room he realizes he's messed up.
Alhaitham didn't think much of it. There was something that kept limiting their focus on each other, hindered the delivery of themselves to the moment. He wanted Kaveh to wake up without remorse or shame (or a voice) the next day, and selfishly, went out of the room to eliminate all the factors that would potentially cause that.
He should have known the action was not without consequence for Kaveh's mind. He's heard the tone plenty of times, often from situations not unlike this one where Alhaitham feels like he's done a good thing.
He's learned the hard way that there's nothing he can do to control how people react to things, only how he receives and adapts to that reaction himself. Living with Kaveh has been a series of trials and errors, and Alhaitham realized that he understands most people now because of him, of his emotions and irrational reactions. As analytical as he could be, however, he soon understood that he felt for the man, that his own self reacted to Kaveh's own responses. And it pulled him apart.
He leaves the door of the room behind him open, padding his bare feet towards the bed and sitting on it, legs at the side of the mattress. Makes to tuck a strand of Kaveh's hair behind his ear.] I was making sure we'd be alone for the rest of the night.
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Alhaitham didn't think much of it. There was something that kept limiting their focus on each other, hindered the delivery of themselves to the moment. He wanted Kaveh to wake up without remorse or shame (or a voice) the next day, and selfishly, went out of the room to eliminate all the factors that would potentially cause that.
He should have known the action was not without consequence for Kaveh's mind. He's heard the tone plenty of times, often from situations not unlike this one where Alhaitham feels like he's done a good thing.
He's learned the hard way that there's nothing he can do to control how people react to things, only how he receives and adapts to that reaction himself. Living with Kaveh has been a series of trials and errors, and Alhaitham realized that he understands most people now because of him, of his emotions and irrational reactions. As analytical as he could be, however, he soon understood that he felt for the man, that his own self reacted to Kaveh's own responses. And it pulled him apart.
He leaves the door of the room behind him open, padding his bare feet towards the bed and sitting on it, legs at the side of the mattress. Makes to tuck a strand of Kaveh's hair behind his ear.] I was making sure we'd be alone for the rest of the night.