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" all i wanted was you."🌱

Continuation of "I Wish you Were Sober".
Soft Alhaitham because I can lol.
Writer is in love with ' ya amar ' name
I have school and it's 2 am rn, kill me

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Kaveh's POV.

A shot of migraine hitting my head, as if I was stabbed in the head for so many times, endlessly. My throat feels sore and thirsty, as if I didn't drink anything for days. Cold feeling swiftly on my abdomen, I am shirtless. I was only in my sweatpants. Wait, my sweatpants? This is not my sweatpants. Also, where the hell am I?

I sat up from the bed. The bed was comfy and neat. It satisfies me. The only thing that doesn't satisfy me is the bed sheets and cover, the color. It's plain boring. Grey and white? Boring. Extremely boring. But enough procrastinating.

I looked around to scan where I am. Collecting my thoughts all over again. This is not my house- wait no I don't have one. I have lived with Tighnari and Cyno for a while now, and I know this is not their house. The designs... The wood carvings.. it's not theirs. They knew I would go rage if I saw wood carvings that looked like.. that.

Suddenly, a knock could be heard. I cover myself in a blanket.

"Who is that?" I shouted, hoping for an answer from the person behind the door.

"It's me, Alhaitham."

My eyes widened by the answer. It's.. Alhaitham's house? Alhaitham.. undressed me? He.. carried me all the way to his house? Alhaitham.. saw me in a drunk state? I blushed by the thoughts.

"C-come in.."

He went inside the bedroom with a black tank top and a pair of basketball shorts on. Oh my.. how does his body look so sturdy? He seems like he worked out for years. In fact, he's not the soft, short little Haravatat junior like before. He's hot. He's not the cute junior that could be smashed by my hugs before. He's a big guy now.

Alhaitham was holding a cup of tea and a cup of coffee. I'm not surprised. He loves coffee.

Alhaitham sat on the bed, handing me a cup of tea. I took the cup and took a sip of it. It relieved my headaches a bit.

"You were drunk last night. You nearly threw up on me, too."

"W-wait, I throw up on you?!"

"Nearly."

I sighed as a relief. It'll be embarrassing if I throw up on him. The famous Kshahrewar architect just threw up on the Akademiya's Scribe. That'll be embarrassing. Suddenly, I looked down as the cup of tea was hugged by my hands. I don't remember anything from last night. All I remember is that I chased Alhaitham from the tavern and then we talked about something at the park. But, what do we talk about? I don't remember..

"Don't you remember anything from last night?"

"Uh.. Is there anything that I need to remember?"

Alhaitham seemed a bit frowned upon by the answer. He seemed disappointed. His expressions are negative like always, but this time it's different. As if I could feel the aura that he is.. sad, disappointed, frowned. He took a sip from the coffee and looked away. Is there really.. anything that I need to remember?

"Nevermind." He suddenly stood up from the bed. I grabbed his wrist to stop him. I'm not letting him leave me while being sad. I know something is off. Something made him upset. I cannot let this slide.