~Kaveh x Alhaitham one shots~

// After marriage (💘)//

Alhaitham's POV:
I wrapped my arms around him, holding him tightly. He placed his head on my chest, with a smile on his face. "You missed me that much?" He said, with a teasing smooth tone. "Yes, of course I did. You're my husband, and you expect me not to miss you?" I replied back, smirking.

I held his hand, and pulled him closer. As if there was any space left for us to close. Kaveh had just come back from work thirty minutes ago. I didn't get the chance to cuddle him earlier, so I'm just doing it now. I.. I can't believe just how far we've gotten in our relationship.

We went from becoming friends, to becoming enemies, to becoming boyfriends, and then getting married. I.. he was the last person I ever thought I would marry, but I just couldn't help but blush each time I think about how far our relationship has gotten.

He cuddled up to my chest, squishing his left (face) cheek against my chest. Blushing a bright red color. He still blushes even when I pull him close, and cuddle him. Even though we're married. I giggled a little bit, failing to hold in my extra laughter that I was stifling back.

"Why are you laughing?! Are you mocking me?" He yelped, looking up just like an angry little cat. I squished his (face) cheeks, with a smooth smile on my face. "No, I just can't believe that when I cuddle you, you still blush and act nervous although we're married." I chuckled again, as I saw the way his eyes darted in many directions. I made him flustered again.

Our hands were still in each other's, our wedding rings rubbing against each other. I felt so warm with him. I felt perfect when I was with him. I never thought I would feel like this with anyone. Before I met him. He was always there for me, he was always willing to help me. And he was the only one who showed me this kind of affection. The type that only lovers show each other.

He.. he's so patient with me. Even when I don't know how to accept his affection, he's always so patient and sweet with me. He's.. he's an Angel. And, he was my angel. He was an angel I didn't deserve. But, he still stays with me. He still holds my hand, and tells me everything will be ok. He still stares into my eyes like I'm his everything.

I keep getting reminded every day why I married him to begin with. And, I knew I would never regret that I married him. I knew we would never leave each other. As long as those papers are signed, and as long as we have these rings on our fingers, I was his husband, and he was mine. I just wish he would never regret marrying me.

I kissed his forehead, smiling at him. "We should probably move to the bed to be more comfortable." He nodded, blush still spread across his face. That made me want to kiss him even more.
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I wrapped my arms around him even tighter as we lay on the bed. I ruffle his hair, smiling. He was kissing up my neck, leaving marks on it. "H-hey... you.. mmph- know how hard those are to.. cover.." I said pausing in the middle of every word.

He giggled, and finally stopped. He grabbed my bottom lip, before asking "May I?" With a flirtatious tone. I shook my head from side to side in sarcasm. "'Now, why would you even ask?" I said before smashing our lips onto each other's.