[ Despite the anxiety and panic crowding into his thoughts, despite the trembling in his hands, Kaveh thinks he's doing a pretty good job of holding himself together in the face of Alhaitham's everlasting calm. There's a horrible urge to ask "why?", because even now there's a part of him that doesn't believe that the other could have those kinds of feelings for him, that wonders if maybe it is, in his mind, a relationship of convenience.
(Such a thing would be old-fashioned too, wouldn't it?)
That is, though, until red bleeds into the Acting Grand Sage's cheeks, until his gaze darts to the side. Then, Kaveh feels himself go to pieces.
Another few steps abolishes the space between them, and his hands lift, long lithe fingers closing around Alhaitham's wrists. And for someone who literally just called the other man a coward, he's still hesitant to put all his feelings and thoughts out there, although perhaps there's something of the truth creeping into his voice as he speaks. ]
it came back from the moon and is now wavering between them, unsure to whom it should go
(Such a thing would be old-fashioned too, wouldn't it?)
That is, though, until red bleeds into the Acting Grand Sage's cheeks, until his gaze darts to the side. Then, Kaveh feels himself go to pieces.
Another few steps abolishes the space between them, and his hands lift, long lithe fingers closing around Alhaitham's wrists. And for someone who literally just called the other man a coward, he's still hesitant to put all his feelings and thoughts out there, although perhaps there's something of the truth creeping into his voice as he speaks. ]
Do you have feelings for me, Alhaitham?