Alhaitham x Female Reader | stop reading this shit 😭😭 |

- Unexpected Guest -

  ' I-I'd really rather not..  ' You said sheepishly, your legs and hips aching.     ' I understand. ' Said Al-haitham, he lowered his head to your collarbone and kissed it gently, leaving a hickey as he moved down your stomach. You stifled a moan before pushing Al-Haitham, you were visibly angry as you had just told Al-haitham you didn't want any more 'action'.  'Pshh.. ' Al-haitham laughed at your cute 'angry' face.  'W-What's so funny? ' You pouted before getting up and looking around for your clothes, but soon realised they were dirty and your tights were ripped from Al-haitham's aggressive and hunger for sex as he had ripped them off of you gain more access to your womanhood. You sighed deeply,  'Geez..why'd you have to go ahead and do that?.. ' You grumbled, annoyed.  'You can borrow one of my shirts and a pair of shorts. ' He said, chuckling as he got up and approached his walk in wardrobe. Al-haitham took out a long, oversized shirt and shorts and handed them to you. As you were changing, Al-haitham snuck up on you from behind and hugged you, his face buried in his neck and his arms loosely around your waist. You let him stay in that position for a while before nudging him away as you needed to put your shirt on, Al-haitham walked off with a smirk as he sat down on the edge of the bed, his chin rested on his hand as he watched you change. You felt slightly embarrassed but just shrugged it off. You finally finished and made your way downstairs without a word, once you got downstairs, to your surprise there stood a tall man with long, blonde-ish brown-ish hair with deep, red eyes. You stared at him for a while before he finally noticed you, he too, seemed surprised by the unexpected guest (you) as it was written on his face. The handsome man smiled and waved at you, causing you to blush as the man continued to prepare what seemed like breakfast. The man finally spoke,  'And who might you be? ' The stranger turned to look at you, his hands still steadily making breakfast on the stove.  'Oh, me? I'm..Y/N. ' You fiddled with your thumbs nervously before you heard a chuckle escape from the man,  'Beautiful name, dear. I'm Kaveh. ' He smiled and winked at you before Al-haitham came down the stairs behind you.  'Ah, right. I forgot to tell you about him. ' Al-haitham groaned as he walked past you and towards the breakfast table. You followed behind him and sat at the table as Kaveh began to scrape omelette from a pan onto three plates, yours, Al-haitham's and Kaveh's.  'Thank you. ' you and Al-haitham said as Kaveh sat down and began eating with a smile.