[ Kaveh's ears are hot. He can only hope that the embarrassment hasn't started to creep onto his face, because that would genuinely be something out of a nightmare. Again. He likes having somewhere to live, even if it's with Teyvat's Most Irritating Bachelor.
(He should write a script for that one. Sell it to a performing troupe.) ]
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[ Nor is this actually just physical attraction, Kaveh is reasonably sure. But he's already opened up enough to make himself uncomfortable, and he doesn't like the thoughtful gaze he can practically feel on him, despite his eyes remaining locked in their staring match with the floor.
Still, that doesn't prevent a slide of his eyes, a stolen glance upwards in Alhaitham's direction to try and discern something readable from a normally-unreadable face. ]
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(He should write a script for that one. Sell it to a performing troupe.) ]
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[ Nor is this actually just physical attraction, Kaveh is reasonably sure. But he's already opened up enough to make himself uncomfortable, and he doesn't like the thoughtful gaze he can practically feel on him, despite his eyes remaining locked in their staring match with the floor.
Still, that doesn't prevent a slide of his eyes, a stolen glance upwards in Alhaitham's direction to try and discern something readable from a normally-unreadable face. ]