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#アルカヴェ #haikaveh 

🌱🏛 | domestic(?) haikaveh 

Alhaitham is resting on the sofa, when something cold touches his cheek and he slowly opens his eyes. He silently stares at Kaveh’s upside down face, who soon tsk-es in displeasure.
“Why are you not startled?” Kaveh complains

with a barely perceptible scowl.
“I can hear your footsteps.” Alhaitham shrugs.
“I thought you’re asleep.” The blond sulks as he offers one of the popsicles in his hand.
“I wasn’t. Even if I am, I'm not easily surprised like you.” Alhaitham replies, taking the purple-packaged

cold dessert.
Kaveh scoffs lightly. “Show off.” He responds as he walks around the sofa and plops down to the seat next to the younger man.
Alhaitham looks back and forth between the popsicles in their hands, before he wordlessly takes Kaveh's and swaps it with his.

“Hey!” Kaveh protests.
“This brand's orange flavor is more on the sour side. You won’t like it.” Alhaitham explains shortly as he peels the plastic package off.
“I know that. Do you think I’m a child?” Kaveh rolls his eyes. “I was trying to become a good elder and let you have a

better flavored one.” He grumbles as he opens the grape flavored ice.
The answer generates a chuckle from Alhaitham. “I’ll simply accept the thought. Thank you, 𝘚𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘰𝘳 𝘒𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘩.”
The architect snorts. “You’ve disrespected me so many times that now it sounds so weird when

when you call me Senior Kaveh. I feel old.”
“You are old.”
“You brat-”
Kaveh’s complaint is cut short when Alhaitham puts the popsicle in his hand to the other’s mouth. Upon accidentally tasting the orange-flavored popsicle, Kaveh immediately grimaces deeply as the sour taste

hits his bud. The funnily miserable expression makes Alhaitham laughs as he withdraw the orange popsicle back to his side.
“What the fuck- that’s so sour??” Kaveh exclaims with a frown as he stares at the offending orange popsicle.
“See, you hate it.” Alhaitham chuckles before

taking a bite of the orange popsicle.
“And you’re a monster for taking a bite out of that.” Kaveh shakes his head disbelievingly before licking his sweeter flavored popsicle.
Alhaitham observes the older male for a moment before commenting with a smirk, “You’re like a cat lapping

for milk.” He teases, avoiding the kick that’s coming to his left foot in time.
“Shut up, Haitham.” Kaveh scowls. “Why is that horrendous flavor in the fridge anyway?”
“You were the one who picked them up, Kaveh.” Alhaitham dryly reminds the other.
“I did?” Kaveh frowns as he

digs up his memories.
“You were complaining about the lack of sweets and dessert in the house and bolted to the frozen aisle.”
“Ah.” Kaveh nods as the image flashes through his mind. “Well, it's been really hot for the past couple of weeks.”
“That it did.” Alhaitham agrees.

Silence soon descends between them, as he finishes his cold dessert. He has just put the wooden stick back into the package, when Kaveh shifts his body and puts his head on his lap.
Alhaitham only raises his eyebrow at the gesture, but makes no action to remove the older male’s

head from his thigh
“Haitham, let’s go on a vacation.” Kaveh declares, looking straight to the younger man’s eyes. “Knowing you, you must not have used any of your day off and so do I.”
“So sudden?” Alhaitham asks, tilting his head curiously.
“Not really.” Kaveh shrugs. “I’ve

always wanted to go but I know I’d hate having no one to talk to.”
“I hope you know that murdering me on foreign land will still land you in jail, Kaveh.”
“This brat-” Kaveh hisses as he shoves his half-eaten popsicle to Alhaitham, who dodges it as well. The melted ice drops to

his face and Kaveh instinctively shuts his eyes.
“You’re such a messy eater, Kaveh.” Alhaitham sighs as he wipes the purple drop on the older man’s face. “Where do you want to go anyway?”
“Liyue?” Kaveh says as he opens his eyes again, with the popsicle still hanging awkwardly

between them.
“I have an old friend there. He might be able to help us to find good accommodation and all.” Alhaitham hums as he takes the half-eaten ice and puts it back to the discarded package. He knows that Kaveh has lost any interest in it, otherwise, the blond would’ve

nagged him off for taking his food.
“Is that a yes then?” Kaveh asks.
“I’ve never rejected the idea.” Alhaitham points out.
“Smarty pants.” Kaveh scoffs. “When should we go?”
Alhaitham falls silent as he recounts his schedule. “I should be free next week.”
“Next week then!” Kaveh

declares happily.
The huge and elated grin brings forth a smile on his own and Alhaitham teasingly puts his palm on top of Kaveh’s face and covers it up. “Kaveh, the expression on your face is too bright for my eyes. We can’t have a sun in the house.”
“Yah let go- Alhaitham!”