[ It would have been all too easy for him to question Alhaitham's intentions the way he usually would. The degree of his self-loathing makes it difficult for him to trust when others say kind things. And yet in this case, he allows himself to believe in it. The reasoning, too, is simple, and it comes from the earnestness written all over the other man, the way he speaks so openly and honestly, the way Kaveh can read the hesitation and nervousness in his statements, heralding the need to protect his own feelings.
So he believes, and he's rewarded.
Kaveh watches the expressions change on Alhaitham's face, momentarily stunned by what is a show more beautiful than any he's seen even at the Zubayr Theater. For someone usually so stoic, watching him go from relief to content to happy is something amazing, and it makes Kaveh smile in turn. (And this time, the tears welling in the corners of his eyes are there for a nice reason.) ]
If you're happy, then I'm happy too, Alhaitham.
[ After the soft kiss, his hands slip around to the back of the other's neck, one creeping up to curl into his hair once more, and Kaveh tugs him in close, pressing their mouths together anew, something for now that is soft and sweet. ]
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So he believes, and he's rewarded.
Kaveh watches the expressions change on Alhaitham's face, momentarily stunned by what is a show more beautiful than any he's seen even at the Zubayr Theater. For someone usually so stoic, watching him go from relief to content to happy is something amazing, and it makes Kaveh smile in turn. (And this time, the tears welling in the corners of his eyes are there for a nice reason.) ]
If you're happy, then I'm happy too, Alhaitham.
[ After the soft kiss, his hands slip around to the back of the other's neck, one creeping up to curl into his hair once more, and Kaveh tugs him in close, pressing their mouths together anew, something for now that is soft and sweet. ]