Kaiemis



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    Alarm overtook Kaveh’s expression as he looked back and forth between Alhaitham and the matra, dropping his sketchpad and leaping to his feet. “Why is there a guard here? Did you get hurt?”

    “Some idiot decided poisoning me to obtain state secrets would be an optimal use of a Tuesday morning,” Alhaitham replied with a deep sigh.

    Kaveh’s hands hovered uselessly in the air for a few moments as he stared at Alhaitham. “I’m sorry, what?”

    Leaning back against the wall, Alhaitham let out a weary exhale. “Truth serum,” he said tiredly, raking his fingers through his hair then dropping his hand down to rub his throat. “I can’t lie.”

    Kaveh’s eyes widened. “Oh my gods. Are you - are you okay?” Hurrying forward, Kaveh - with his blessedly fully covered legs - guided Alhaitham onto the divan, hands steady despite the panic in his voice.

    “I don’t know. I’m just glad you’re wearing pants,” was all Alhaitham managed to answer.

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    "Okay, but objectively," Kaveh started, pacing back and forth across the living room rug, "do you guys think he's hot?"

    "We've never seen his face, Kaveh."

    "Stop looking at me like that. I just want to know if he's handsome. Is that a crime?"

    Alhaitham, who had gone very quiet, snapped his book shut.

    "I need to make a call."

    Kaveh blinked at him. "A call? To who?"

    "Work."

    Tighnari frowned. "You've never mentioned what you actually do for work."

    Alhaitham was already halfway to the door. "Because none of you would understand it."

    Kaveh is a cosplayer; in other words, a modern-day Prince Charming in a world where chivalry is dead, as quoted from Cyno.

    All artists know that art, in any form, comes from a fundamental basis of inspiration. He's a very big fan of the anonymous comic book author known by the pseudonym “Sage". He doesn't make much of an effort to hide this fact.

    The only issue is this: he also has no idea that "Sage" lives in the same apartment, one door down.

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    23 May 2026

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    The idea of worship was not one that appealed to Alhaitham- who saw the divine merely as higher beings to be observed and studied. Worship was a hyperbole borne from the act of providing attention, and he saw no use in it.

    And yet- and yet, he would be all too willing, without even a second thought, to give into that same hyperbole for one person and one person alone; for mere worship was not enough for him.

    (Alternatively: After a decade of horny pining, Alhaitham catches Kaveh red-handed masturbating to him, and decides to fuck his senior senseless, like he should have years ago.)

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    22 May 2026

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    With a heavy sigh, Kaveh buried his face in his pillow. All of his romantic ideals, as usual, were quashed by the one man he actually yearned for such affections from - a marriage for the sake of fucking tax deductions.

    Though it made sense in a cold, rational way, such a logical and disinterested proposal for Kaveh to willingly sacrifice his heart for nothing more than mora cut deep into his chest. And worst of all... Alhaitham was unaware that Kaveh’s heart could never even belong to anyone but him - that he was already the sole benefactor of Kaveh’s silent longing, having stolen Kaveh’s heart against his will long ago.

    Kaveh curled around his pillow as if the soft cotton of his pillowcase could offer a reprieve from the turmoil churning deep in his stomach. He’d long since made peace with his unrequited love for Alhaitham, resigning himself to a lifetime of suppressed yearning - but this? This was torture, plain and simple, demanding mental gymnastics that Kaveh wasn’t confident he was flexible enough to contort himself into.

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    Alhaitham is an incubus - a terrible one. At nearly 110 years old, he's still a virgin, mostly because the mere thought of touching anyone makes him feel ill.

    Enter: Kaveh. He's a siren - a terrible one. The thought of using his biology to override consent horrifies him, and as such, he's never used his powers once in his life.

    Then, on one fateful day... they end up in the same bar.

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