[ He's not quite expecting that reaction. He's waiting for Alhaitham to reply with something just as facetious, if not moreβ instead, he's met with a soft kiss and a smile and something that isn't a denial, and Kaveh's heart skips a beat or two in his chest.
His hands lift again, cupping each of the younger man's cheeks, pulling him in for another soft, sweet kiss. ]
Then I'm going to believe exactly that. "Kshahrewar scholar found to be so attractive local Haravatat cannot physically stop looking"β how's that for a headline?
[ And he laughs, because he's being ridiculous and he knows it, but as the nervousness is pushed to the side, the giddiness is shining through instead: the relief and the joy that the other man wants to be with him, that his confession was met with acceptance and not all the things that he feared before. ]
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His hands lift again, cupping each of the younger man's cheeks, pulling him in for another soft, sweet kiss. ]
Then I'm going to believe exactly that. "Kshahrewar scholar found to be so attractive local Haravatat cannot physically stop looking"β how's that for a headline?
[ And he laughs, because he's being ridiculous and he knows it, but as the nervousness is pushed to the side, the giddiness is shining through instead: the relief and the joy that the other man wants to be with him, that his confession was met with acceptance and not all the things that he feared before. ]