"Especially when you are useless."
"Especially when you are useless."
"Yes?"
"Do you still love me?"
"Yes."
"Even when I'm useless?"
"Yes?"
"Do you still love me?"
"Yes."
"Even when I'm useless?"
Without words to offer, Alhaitham lays a hand on Kaveh's cheek for a moment before continuing to massage soap into his leg.
Without words to offer, Alhaitham lays a hand on Kaveh's cheek for a moment before continuing to massage soap into his leg.
Kaveh shakes his head.
Alhaitham's eyes trace down. "That blanket is getting wet at the edges. I'll get you another."
"Okay. Thank you." Alhaitham closes the sliding door, initial worry replaced by a quietness that demands, for the moment, that Kaveh be left alone.
Kaveh shakes his head.
Alhaitham's eyes trace down. "That blanket is getting wet at the edges. I'll get you another."
"Okay. Thank you." Alhaitham closes the sliding door, initial worry replaced by a quietness that demands, for the moment, that Kaveh be left alone.
"Mm."
"You'll get sick."
"I took some time off."
Alhaitham exhales quietly. His former self would either haul Kaveh back into the warmth of the apartment or leave him there to suffer the consequences of moodiness, but in this moment he knows better.
"Mm."
"You'll get sick."
"I took some time off."
Alhaitham exhales quietly. His former self would either haul Kaveh back into the warmth of the apartment or leave him there to suffer the consequences of moodiness, but in this moment he knows better.