Work Text:
‘What do I do?…’ Kaveh wondered, his eyes stuck on the sight of you laying next to him. No one had taken a nap next to him before, and the gesture both warmed his heart and confused him. You ending up in his bed and communicating with him until you fell asleep by his side is a luck he never expected. He isn’t exactly used to being listened to with too much courtesy lately…
It made him feel appreciated in a newfound way. No longer needing to brag about his own projects, since you already offered praise. He tried not to act too startled with it but he’s sure you must have picked up on his stammering. Though, despite the flustered-ness, he felt more safe than ever. Someone to listen to his rambles.
No, not just someone , you .
You, the wonderful human being who chose to take a chance on him. Your smile like sunshine and your eyes like stars.
You made him feel… loved.
Not to mention, how absolutely beautiful and calm you looked while asleep.
He just wasn’t sure what to do in this situation. His hopeless romantic heart wished to whisper poetry to you, soft promises he’d try his best to keep. His yearning for comfort wished to snuggle you, feel a hug that he desperately needed.
Instead, he did neither. He stared at your beauty and admired little things about you. The way your chest rose as you breathed, how your hair was ever so slightly covering your face.
Maybe he shouldn’t stare. Maybe he should get up and walk away, leave you to your rest as he tries to work on a recent important project!
…But he couldn’t move. He would rather sketch you than anything else right now. Memorize your little features.
Build a home just for you. If only he had the money…
Imagine a future with you two. Just him and you, in a comfy house with beautiful decorations. Designed to be perfect and filled of love.
Oh, he knew he’d do anything for you the moment he met you. The more he looked at you the more he wanted to kiss you. The more he hid those feelings the more he craved them.
Trying to keep his emotions at bay was difficult, especially as his heart fluttered just looking at you.
A sigh escaped him as he moved slightly closer to you. He could reach out and braid your hair, matching the hairstyle he had. But he wouldn’t do anything without your consent.
He just hoped on everything that Alhaitham wouldn’t walk in and question this.
‘Don’t let anything ruin this, please ’he silently wished.
He’d stay there with you until you woke up, just enjoying your presence.
(When you wake, he asks to braid your hair. You braid his hair too and he blushes a beautiful red you haven’t seen before)