[ For a phrase that set off such thoughts in Alhaitham, in honesty Kaveh was speaking only in self-defense, pulling the truth closer toward him as if he can hide it in the face of eyes that see all. If it is true that he hides within the shield of his sorrows, then he in turn hides within him his desires— although at this point in his life, it's impossible to know for sure if he imprisons them, or if they imprison him.
The distinction may seem great, but in practice it hardly matters— whatever the reason, the result is the same. In the deep dark of Kaveh's sea, he clings to what he allows himself to have, and dreams of wants that guilt and shame keep him from seeking. The realization that Alhaitham is there, waiting with outstretched hands, is far from a conscious one; yet it offers a reason for a comfort as natural as his frustration.
He doesn't realize it, but tonight he's allowed himself to take those hands, at least for a moment.
Kaveh smiles, a soft hum of content on his lips as the other's hand rests against his hair. Is he pleased? Alhaitham asks, and he nods into the younger's shoulder. At some point, he'll have to get up again, do the dishes that he's promised he'll do before sleeping, but at least for now... ]
Very— [ he mumbles. And then, because thank you is still too hard: ] You smell nice.
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The distinction may seem great, but in practice it hardly matters— whatever the reason, the result is the same. In the deep dark of Kaveh's sea, he clings to what he allows himself to have, and dreams of wants that guilt and shame keep him from seeking. The realization that Alhaitham is there, waiting with outstretched hands, is far from a conscious one; yet it offers a reason for a comfort as natural as his frustration.
He doesn't realize it, but tonight he's allowed himself to take those hands, at least for a moment.
Kaveh smiles, a soft hum of content on his lips as the other's hand rests against his hair. Is he pleased? Alhaitham asks, and he nods into the younger's shoulder. At some point, he'll have to get up again, do the dishes that he's promised he'll do before sleeping, but at least for now... ]
Very— [ he mumbles. And then, because thank you is still too hard: ] You smell nice.