“Kaveh?” Alhaitham calls as soon as he opens the door of his house. With a small plastic bag on his right hand, he slips out of his shoes and walks away from the porch. It doesn’t take long for him to reach their lounge room, where it has turned into a huge mess.
Toys are littered around the place and a green baby bowl is put on the low desk. There's also an unfinished bottle of milk on the sofa and in the center of it all is Kaveh and their son.
The blond looks so worn out and his guess about Kaveh being in tears seems to be on mark, if
The blond looks so worn out and his guess about Kaveh being in tears seems to be on mark, if
the reddish eyes and disheveled face are any indication. Meanwhile, their baby is currently sitting on the portable bed they bought for him whenever he wants to play on the ground. Just like Kaveh, there’s a visible streak of dried tears on his face.
He just left for the office
He just left for the office
three hours ago, and yet things have gone out of control here.
“Kaveh.” Alhaitham calls once again, making sure that his tone is gentler than usual. It’s been seven months since the blond gave birth to their son, but his emotion is still very unstable and as sensitive as an open
“Kaveh.” Alhaitham calls once again, making sure that his tone is gentler than usual. It’s been seven months since the blond gave birth to their son, but his emotion is still very unstable and as sensitive as an open
wound. The stress of having a baby will never leave them, sure, but it’s notably harder for Kaveh.
“Ah, you’ve arrived.” Kaveh says as he stands up, only noticing his presence now. “Sorry, I didn’t hear—”
“It’s okay.” Alhaitham says as he approaches his husband. “I thought I'd
“Ah, you’ve arrived.” Kaveh says as he stands up, only noticing his presence now. “Sorry, I didn’t hear—”
“It’s okay.” Alhaitham says as he approaches his husband. “I thought I'd
told you to make some sweet tea for yourself, Kaveh?” He asks as he looks around the area to make sure that he didn’t miss it.
“Ah.” Kaveh grimaces.“Sorry, I can’t leave him alone since he doesn’t want to be moved back to his crib.” He says as his frown gets deeper and there’s an
“Ah.” Kaveh grimaces.“Sorry, I can’t leave him alone since he doesn’t want to be moved back to his crib.” He says as his frown gets deeper and there’s an
apparent sadness on his face.
Alhaitham takes a deep sigh, before he pulls the older male into his embrace. “Kaveh, take a deep breath.” He orders. With his free hand, he gently strokes the back of the architect’s head as the older male also wraps his arms around his body.
Alhaitham takes a deep sigh, before he pulls the older male into his embrace. “Kaveh, take a deep breath.” He orders. With his free hand, he gently strokes the back of the architect’s head as the older male also wraps his arms around his body.
“S-sorry.” Kaveh takes a shuddering breath. “It’s just, he won’t eat or drink anything and keeps crying when I tried to persuade him and—”
“Breathe.” Alhaitham firmly says. “It’s not your fault. Don’t blame yourself—”
“But he always eats whenever it’s you who feeds him.” Kaveh
“Breathe.” Alhaitham firmly says. “It’s not your fault. Don’t blame yourself—”
“But he always eats whenever it’s you who feeds him.” Kaveh
rather hysterically says. “I must’ve been a bad parent, or did I do something he doesn’t like—”
“Kaveh.” Alhaitham firmly and rather loudly calls. “You’re not a bad parent. If you do, I’ll never ever let you come near our baby. You’re fine, you’re doing okay. You can’t be perfect
“Kaveh.” Alhaitham firmly and rather loudly calls. “You’re not a bad parent. If you do, I’ll never ever let you come near our baby. You’re fine, you’re doing okay. You can’t be perfect
perfect in everything, you can’t possibly handle everything on your own.” He firmly says. “Now take another deep breath, go take a cold shower to fresh your mind and eat this before it melts.” He orders as he lifts the plastic bag on his right hand.
“But Darius hasn’t—”
“But Darius hasn’t—”
“I’ll take care of it.” Alhaitham cuts as he lets go of his hug and gently pushes Kaveh toward their bathroom. “Come back soon. I won’t put this ice cream in the fridge or you’ll take your time in the shower and overthink in the process.”
Kaveh scowls at the accurate guess.
Kaveh scowls at the accurate guess.
“You’re so annoying.”
“Yes I am.” Alhaitham breezily says. After making sure that Kaveh’s gone to the bathroom, Alhaitham shifts his head towards his son, who’s staring at him. “One problem is solved, and now it’s time to tackle yours.” He says as he sits on the portable bed and
“Yes I am.” Alhaitham breezily says. After making sure that Kaveh’s gone to the bathroom, Alhaitham shifts his head towards his son, who’s staring at him. “One problem is solved, and now it’s time to tackle yours.” He says as he sits on the portable bed and
stares at his son.“Darius, stop being a picky eater. Your dada is sad because you won’t eat anything.” He lightly scolds as he stretches his body to pick the bowl up from the desk. “Your dada cares for you so much, let’s stop making his life harder, shall we?” He says as he takes
a spoonful of the food and feeds his son. Just like Kaveh said, their son has no qualms on opening his mouth and munching on his food.
“Don’t repeat this again, alright?” Alhaitham continues. “Eat whenever your dada feeds you. Be nice to him.” He adds as he takes another spoonful
“Don’t repeat this again, alright?” Alhaitham continues. “Eat whenever your dada feeds you. Be nice to him.” He adds as he takes another spoonful
of the prepared baby food.
Alhaitham knows that the seven month old baby has no way of understanding his lectures, but sometimes he’d like to believe that he does, if the way Darius stares at his face is anything to go by.
(Later that night, Alhaitham is quite pleased and amused
Alhaitham knows that the seven month old baby has no way of understanding his lectures, but sometimes he’d like to believe that he does, if the way Darius stares at his face is anything to go by.
(Later that night, Alhaitham is quite pleased and amused
when he sees Kaveh’s bright and excited face when their son opens his mouth and is willing to be fed by him.)
(Hm, maybe he should start learning the language of a baby.)
(Hm, maybe he should start learning the language of a baby.)
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