AliKass Oneshots

Heartbeat

Kassim likes it, the way Alibaba's heart beats on top of his,
and how the world just seems to fade away.

———

Kassim presses his fingers into Alibaba's hair, the man's face buried into the crook of Kassim's neck.

He doesn't know how long they've been laying there, tangled in each other's arms with the scarcest remnants of their clothes (apparently the apartment's AC unit had broke, and so the two had deemed it too hot for anything but their boxers).

Kassim notices when Alibaba begins to play with one of his dreadlocks, gently rolling it within the space between his fingers...

———

At some point in their leisure, Alibaba had gotten up to leave, which meant Kassim had been left by himself on the couch.

Too worn to remove himself from the comfort of the cushions, the man called out into the apartment for Alibaba to return, desperate for the pleasant feeling that seemed to come with the man's company.

"I'm lonely."

"I'm getting some water."

"I don't care."

Kassim waited momentarily as the sun continued to beat down into the small apartment, and he could hear the sound of the afternoon buses and chatter waft in through the open windows.

A small rotating fan had also been placed on the sill, and briefly came to Kassim's aid as it returned to blow thoughtfully in his direction every ten seconds.

Eventually Alibaba came back to his spot on the couch, a moist glass of chilled water in each hand. He handed one to Kassim.

The man pressed a soft kiss to his lips in thanks.

———

At some point, the summer heat had managed to put the blonde to sleep, leaving Kassim in dismay as his lover was once more so close yet so far from his touch.

The sounds of the people and the streets continued to flow in, overlaying that of the whirring of the fan. Though at some point Kassim had become much more immersed in the rising and falling of Alibaba's chest to notice, too focused on how adorable he looked with his mouth just the slightest bit agape (and sure, he was drooling, but Kassim thought it was somehow part of the man's charm.)

And Kassim liked it, the way Alibaba's heart beat on top of his,

and how the world just seemed to fade away.