Promise Me You'll Stay [ Kaveh x Alhaitham ]

A day out

Kaveh's point of view:

I woke up with my head resting on Alhaitham's shoulder, the warmth and steadiness of his presence a comforting anchor. As my eyes slowly opened, I became aware of how deeply I had slept. Given everything that happened yesterday—the stress, the revelations, the unexpected confrontations—I was surprised I could fall into such a peaceful rest.

The exhaustion from the emotional rollercoaster of the previous day had clearly taken its toll on me, but now, nestled against Alhaitham, I felt an unexpected sense of calm. The steady rise and fall of his breath, the gentle rhythm of his heartbeat, were soothing reminders that despite the chaos, I wasn't alone.

I shifted slightly, careful not to wake him, and took a deep breath, savoring the tranquility of the moment. The events of yesterday were still fresh in my mind, but for now, the chaos seemed distant.

Alhaitham stirred slightly, his arm tightening around me in his sleep. I smiled softly, feeling a surge of appreciation for him. His support and presence had been unwavering, and I knew that with him by my side, I could face whatever challenges lay ahead.

As I slowly sat up, trying not to disturb him, I glanced at the clock. It was still early, and I had time to gather my thoughts before facing the day. I decided to make breakfast as a small gesture of thanks and to bring some normalcy back to our lives.

With a soft, appreciative glance at Alhaitham, I quietly made my way to the kitchen, feeling a renewed sense of determination and hope for the future. I started making breakfast for the two of us, carefully preparing the meal. Once done, I set his plate down on the table in front of him and set mine aside for later. My mind was already focused on the tasks ahead, so I walked into my office to get to work immediately.

I sat at my desk for hours, lost in concentration, sketching blueprints with unwavering focus. Time seemed to blur as I worked on the designs. After two hours, I stared at the fourth finished blueprint with frustration. My efforts felt futile; I tore the paper and crushed it into a ball, tossing it into the overflowing trash bin. I sighed deeply and slammed my head against the table, feeling the weight of my exhaustion.

"Ugh...this won't do...nothing's working out..." I whispered to myself, my voice barely audible. I lay there, staring at my pencil holder, unable to muster the energy to move.

Suddenly, I felt a gentle tug on my hair. My head was lifted slightly, and I looked up to see Alhaitham. His expression was a mix of concern and mild irritation.

"Will you stop banging your head like that?" he said, his voice a soft but firm reprimand. "It's seriously disturbing my sleep. And stop hurting yourself like that..." He released his grip on my hair, his touch gentle yet insistent.

"Ah, you're up," I said, surprised to see him awake. "Did you have the breakfast I left for you on the table?" I asked, tying my messy hair into a bun.

"I did," he replied, his eyes narrowing slightly as he observed me. "But did you? You seem to be in a better mood today, though..."

I offered him a soft smile, though it was tinged with frustration. "Well, it's thanks to you," I said quietly, though my expression quickly shifted to one of concern. "I'm just...thinking of how to handle the debt..."