[Kaveh's response, while not exactly surprising by any means, tells Alhaitham perhaps far more than a single text message is supposedly able ton convey. Of course, much of it is based on his own guesswork, but he knows Kaveh well enough by this point to be fairly confident in said guesses.
Which is why when he does eventually return to their house in Eltrut—an hour an a half later—its with takeaway that's largely comprised of the food that Kaveh likes. Alhaitham doesn't bother to announce his return, like always, simply closing the door behind him once he's inside and then bringing the food onto the dining table once he has his boots removed.]
[The evidence of Kaveh's afternoon is strewn about the house as per usual. The sketches left on the dining room table that are simply motif brainstorming for the roost and notes about the cave structures before Kaveh got distracted designing better gardening systems for their veritable jungle of flowers. The shapple, asleep on a comically tiny pillow on the counter. A trail of forgotten water cups on the way into the living room, with the final, extremely cold mug of tea sitting on the coffee table in front of the couch, where Kaveh has sprawled himself across all of it, sketchbook flat on his face where he dozed off in the afternoon sunlight.
...there will almost certainly be charcoal on his face.]
[The state of the house is also not exactly a surprise, and the only real reaction that comes from Alhaitham is in the form of a huff as he glances about, easily seeing the way Kaveh's afternoon unfolded from all the things left behind as he'd flited about from one thing to another. At the very least it looks like his senior had a productive time, which is really the thing that matters at the end.
He takes some time to deal with the mess left on the dining table after having placed down the takeaway, mostly by gathering them all into a neat enough pile that he places onto the counter where the shapple is sleeping so that it won't be dirtied when they eat (though no promises as to them not getting chewed on). The cups are largely left alone, since its not like they're necessarily in the way, though the one that holds the tea is going to get even more stained now with how long it has most likely sat there untouched.
Those are all things that Kaveh will have to deal on his own, but for now dinner beckons them both, so Alhaitham picks up the sketchbook that'd been covering the architect's face as he speaks.] Kaveh, its time for dinner.
[There is, indeed, charcoal smudged across Kaveh's nose and cheek! He also makes an incredibly whiny noise and tries to roll over. He is sleepy. Who cares about food?]
[Well he may be sleepy now but he will very much be hungry later and Alhaitham certainly isn't gonna feed him then for about ten minutes anyway, but that's neither here nor there.
Still, Alhaitham gives his senior a minute to see if the architect is getting up, and when he doesn't he goes to give Kaveh's shoulder a pointed nudge this time as he calls out again.] It's time to eat, Kaveh.
[Alhaitham can't even pretend to be surprised by this. Kaveh has always been petulant when he has to be forced out of his naps instead of waking up at his own time.
So rather than trying to verbally call his senior awake for the third time, Alhaitham instead reaches over and gives Kaveh's nose a nice, hard pinch.]
[That gets a yelp, albeit muffled, out of Kaveh. A yelp, and a fair amount of flailing, before he grabs Alhaitham's wrist to pry his hand off his nose. At least he's sitting up now.]
[Kaveh will indeed find that his fingers will be smudged with charcoal, much like how Alhaitham's thumb and fingers are also likewise dirtied and need to be cleaned before he can have his dinner.
...so that is precisely what he will do, as he turns around and heads to the kitchen sink in order to wash his hands (and therefore completely not answering Kaveh's question in the process).]
You can't say that after just walking away--move over a little.
[The sink is big enough for both of them, since it's a big kitchen sink. Kaveh prefers the bathroom soaps because those smell nice but either one will get charcoal off his hands.]
[Alhaitham says nothing in response but he does shift as asked, so now they're shoulder to shoulder as they wash their hands. Alhaitham, of course, finishes first, since he did start before Kaveh.]
I got tandoori for dinner. [He says as he dries his hands on the hand towel that Kaveh has specifically put there so that Alhaitham would stop wiping his hands down his his own shirt. He can't help it when its convenient, but at least this is a fair compromise.]
You found a place that does it here? We'll have to make note of that...
[Kaveh takes a bit longer, partly because there's more charcoal on him, and partly because he has to wet the towel a bit to see if he can't clean up his face. It's a struggle, without a mirror to see it.]
Try it first before deciding if you want to keep it in mind.
[Alhaitham lets Kaveh struggle with cleaning his face for only a bit more before he steps over to help, deftly taking the towel from Kaveh with one hand while the other cups his chin in order to tilt his face up.]
Did you forget there was charcoal on the pages before you decided to place your face against it? [A mostly rhetorical question as he busies himself now with cleaning the mess on Kaveh's face, part of which requires a bit of vigorous rubbing at his cheek.]
It's been long enough since I've had any I will mark even mediocre tandoori--mmph!
[Kaveh can't really keep his train of thought through his face being scrubbed, and though he makes a noise of protest--and sticks his tongue out at the questioning--he doesn't try to pull his face away, either, obediently standing there while being washed.]
It wasn't as though I was deliberately wearing my sketchbook, I got drowsy before I knew it...
[Kaveh's childish display and protest earns him a faint snort.]
You're going to have to clean up any stains you leave on the divan.
[He says that as if Kaveh isn't the one who cleans up the place most of the time anyway... not to mention the fact that they've dirtied the divan before on multiple occasions. Through joint efforts, no less.
Anyway, after a few more hard rubs to get rid of the more stubborn charcoal stains and a wipe around his eyes to get the grit off them Alhaitham is done, and he lets go of Kaveh's face as he steps back to the sink so that he can rinse off the towel.]
[It takes a moment for Alhaitham to emerge from the kitchen after Kaveh, mostly because he's gone on to get them both a glass of water each. He brings that over to the dining table, where Kaveh has already settled and made himself comfortable by inspecting the takeout boxes.]
They're not going to bite. [A dry remark as he places the glasses down going to sit down himself.]
[Kaveh bumps his shoulder against Alhaitham's--he knows there's no point teasing the man, but there's no harm in being a little playful about it, even as he digs into his tandoori.
...as expected, even the mild is a little...he'll just casually take that glass of water, thank you.]
Should I not be? Even Cid was excited about the discovery.
[Not that Alhaitham is in any way ashamed of his own excitement, and he would've been the same even if he wasn't with Cid when they came across that cavern. Though Cid also did tell him to not let Kaveh know about this...
Then again, Alhaitham has never been one to listen to people, even the ones who do have his respect. Not for things like these, anyway.
He spots the way Kaveh is not so subtly taking his glass of water after having tried a mouthful of tandoori, and while he doesn't say anything, the small huff that he lets out most likely is more than enough to express his feelings.]
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onto action for the cuddles
Which is why when he does eventually return to their house in Eltrut—an hour an a half later—its with takeaway that's largely comprised of the food that Kaveh likes. Alhaitham doesn't bother to announce his return, like always, simply closing the door behind him once he's inside and then bringing the food onto the dining table once he has his boots removed.]
cuddlesssss
...there will almost certainly be charcoal on his face.]
cuddles all day every day
He takes some time to deal with the mess left on the dining table after having placed down the takeaway, mostly by gathering them all into a neat enough pile that he places onto the counter where the shapple is sleeping so that it won't be dirtied when they eat (though no promises as to them not getting chewed on). The cups are largely left alone, since its not like they're necessarily in the way, though the one that holds the tea is going to get even more stained now with how long it has most likely sat there untouched.
Those are all things that Kaveh will have to deal on his own, but for now dinner beckons them both, so Alhaitham picks up the sketchbook that'd been covering the architect's face as he speaks.] Kaveh, its time for dinner.
yeee
full time cuddles... the true paradise...
for about ten minutes anyway, but that's neither here nor there.Still, Alhaitham gives his senior a minute to see if the architect is getting up, and when he doesn't he goes to give Kaveh's shoulder a pointed nudge this time as he calls out again.] It's time to eat, Kaveh.
truly they are living their best lives...
Sleepy...
it'll get even better soon
So rather than trying to verbally call his senior awake for the third time, Alhaitham instead reaches over and gives Kaveh's nose a nice, hard pinch.]
mawwaige
Was that really necessary?!
married...
There was charcoal on your nose. [Is all that he says in return, in the usual tone of blunt disinterest.]
so married...
[But now he's kind of rubbing at his nose to check...]
the most married...
...so that is precisely what he will do, as he turns around and heads to the kitchen sink in order to wash his hands (and therefore completely not answering Kaveh's question in the process).]
they're silly
[Well, that guarantees Kaveh gets up to follow him, and not just because he needs to wash his own hands. And face.]
Don't just ignore me, I know you heard me!
silly all the time
[He says, while ignoring Kaveh.
Anyway, he is at the kitchen sink now so he will wash his hands now. Charcoal be gone!!]
100% sillies
[The sink is big enough for both of them, since it's a big kitchen sink. Kaveh prefers the bathroom soaps because those smell nice but either one will get charcoal off his hands.]
silly and adorable
I got tandoori for dinner. [He says as he dries his hands on the hand towel that Kaveh has specifically put there so that Alhaitham would stop wiping his hands down his his own shirt. He can't help it when its convenient, but at least this is a fair compromise.]
so adorable...
[Kaveh takes a bit longer, partly because there's more charcoal on him, and partly because he has to wet the towel a bit to see if he can't clean up his face. It's a struggle, without a mirror to see it.]
cuteness aggression real
[Alhaitham lets Kaveh struggle with cleaning his face for only a bit more before he steps over to help, deftly taking the towel from Kaveh with one hand while the other cups his chin in order to tilt his face up.]
Did you forget there was charcoal on the pages before you decided to place your face against it? [A mostly rhetorical question as he busies himself now with cleaning the mess on Kaveh's face, part of which requires a bit of vigorous rubbing at his cheek.]
it's so real...I have to bite them...
[Kaveh can't really keep his train of thought through his face being scrubbed, and though he makes a noise of protest--and sticks his tongue out at the questioning--he doesn't try to pull his face away, either, obediently standing there while being washed.]
It wasn't as though I was deliberately wearing my sketchbook, I got drowsy before I knew it...
nom nom nom
You're going to have to clean up any stains you leave on the divan.
[He says that as if Kaveh isn't the one who cleans up the place most of the time anyway... not to mention the fact that they've dirtied the divan before on multiple occasions. Through joint efforts, no less.
Anyway, after a few more hard rubs to get rid of the more stubborn charcoal stains and a wipe around his eyes to get the grit off them Alhaitham is done, and he lets go of Kaveh's face as he steps back to the sink so that he can rinse off the towel.]
chomp
[Kaveh hmmphs a little bit, but he'll go sit at the table and inspect the takeout boxes now that he's been thoroughly fussed over.]
the most bitable
They're not going to bite. [A dry remark as he places the glasses down going to sit down himself.]
me want bite
[But he's divided up the boxes appropriately! He is doing his part!]
So, anything to make note of besides your peculiar piscine discovery?
a little nibble
Nothing much. Finding that cavern was the main highlight of today.
[Its a great find though. Alhaitham is very pleased and Kaveh can probably sense that too.]
just a little bit
[Kaveh bumps his shoulder against Alhaitham's--he knows there's no point teasing the man, but there's no harm in being a little playful about it, even as he digs into his tandoori.
...as expected, even the mild is a little...he'll just casually take that glass of water, thank you.]
the tiniest piece
[Not that Alhaitham is in any way ashamed of his own excitement, and he would've been the same even if he wasn't with Cid when they came across that cavern. Though Cid also did tell him to not let Kaveh know about this...
Then again, Alhaitham has never been one to listen to people, even the ones who do have his respect. Not for things like these, anyway.
He spots the way Kaveh is not so subtly taking his glass of water after having tried a mouthful of tandoori, and while he doesn't say anything, the small huff that he lets out most likely is more than enough to express his feelings.]
as a treat
a lil snack
:9
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