[ Not a word of thanks, despite the fact that Alhaitham's quick actions just saved him from the indignity of landing on his ass, or his face, or whichever part of him decided to hit the concrete tiles first. Not a single word, because apparently he's drunk enough that his horny brain is doing most of the work for him, and all he can really think about is the strength in the arms that caught him. It's safest to pull away, scowling and snarling, so he doesโ no doubt succeeding in pissing the other off even more.
Honestly, it's horseshit. Which part of his brain decided it would be good to dream about Alhaitham anyway? And of all the times it could have happened, why now when he's already indebted to him for giving him a place to stay?
(It's not really giving, some pedantic corner of his mind argues, when that asshole pesters him constantly for rent, but that's neither here nor there.)
Only once he is standing upright and focused on staying that way does he look back at the other man, trying to keep his gaze steady and ignore the heat in his cheeks. It's a big ask, all in all, and he falters in each and every part of it as the seconds tick by, undoubtedly looking unsteady and uncomfortable as his eyes refuse to stay on Alhaitham's face. The one thing he does manage, however, is the arch tone in his voice. ]
I'll remind you that I specifically asked you to stay out of this. Meaning the only reason it became your business is because of you. If I want your help, I'll ask for it.
[ He doesn't like the frustrated tone in the other's voice, though, almost feels bad for it; it sneaks insidious, wandering questions into his mind: where did it come from? is the scribe being genuine? does he actually want to help him? why, when he neverโ
Maybe he should have just said it was Dori, given him something to focus on. Give him the feeling that he's being helpful in the way he apparently desperately wants to be, while Kaveh just keeps ignoring problems and hoping they don't get bigger the way the other claims they will. ]
I hope you're proud of yourself, though. You've ruined my buzz.
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[ Not a word of thanks, despite the fact that Alhaitham's quick actions just saved him from the indignity of landing on his ass, or his face, or whichever part of him decided to hit the concrete tiles first. Not a single word, because apparently he's drunk enough that his horny brain is doing most of the work for him, and all he can really think about is the strength in the arms that caught him. It's safest to pull away, scowling and snarling, so he doesโ no doubt succeeding in pissing the other off even more.
Honestly, it's horseshit. Which part of his brain decided it would be good to dream about Alhaitham anyway? And of all the times it could have happened, why now when he's already indebted to him for giving him a place to stay?
(It's not really giving, some pedantic corner of his mind argues, when that asshole pesters him constantly for rent, but that's neither here nor there.)
Only once he is standing upright and focused on staying that way does he look back at the other man, trying to keep his gaze steady and ignore the heat in his cheeks. It's a big ask, all in all, and he falters in each and every part of it as the seconds tick by, undoubtedly looking unsteady and uncomfortable as his eyes refuse to stay on Alhaitham's face. The one thing he does manage, however, is the arch tone in his voice. ]
I'll remind you that I specifically asked you to stay out of this. Meaning the only reason it became your business is because of you. If I want your help, I'll ask for it.
[ He doesn't like the frustrated tone in the other's voice, though, almost feels bad for it; it sneaks insidious, wandering questions into his mind: where did it come from? is the scribe being genuine? does he actually want to help him? why, when he neverโ
Maybe he should have just said it was Dori, given him something to focus on. Give him the feeling that he's being helpful in the way he apparently desperately wants to be, while Kaveh just keeps ignoring problems and hoping they don't get bigger the way the other claims they will. ]
I hope you're proud of yourself, though. You've ruined my buzz.