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  1. Public Bookmark 29

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    “Do you think we can save it?” Al-Haitham asks, none the wiser. “It’s just the roof that’s gone. I would trust you to make the arrangements, senior, if I weren’t so worried you’d bankrupt me.”
    Kaveh does not take the bait, does not bite back at all. Instead, he holds a hand up to an ash-covered wall. His fingers come back stained.
    He wants to say yes. There’s nothing Kaveh wants more than to close his eyes to block out the burnt, blackened view of the house destined to fall. He could imagine it exactly as he left it then: sunlight streaming through the beautifully stained windows. Al-Haitham on the divan, a Kaveh-shaped spot beside him. Not that it would work, even if Kaveh never opened his eyes again. Gods, Kaveh tries, squeezing his eyes shut when the sight becomes unbearable. But the burnt smell permeates the air, inescapable, as the heavy feeling of soot clouds his lungs.
    The house is unlivable.

     

    After the burning of irminsul, Al-Haitham and Kaveh find their house unliveable. Kaveh is totally normal about this. Totally.

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    16 Jun 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 16

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    The walk to the ceremony is a bit of a blur to Kaveh, in retrospect. He remembers the sun beaming down, the traveler discreetly crashing the party late by scaling up the cliffside. Beneath their feet, as they walk down the aisle, little dendro blooms burst and blossom, leaving a trail of flowers in their wake. Some deep part of him even recognizes that the stage and the mandap covering it look pristine after all their trouble that morning, the flowers fragrant and bright in their jewel tones.

    What he remembers clearest: Dehya’s face as she sees her bride, her awe and joy contagious. And Al-Haitham seated behind her, unable to pull his heated gaze away from Kaveh when everyone else is looking at Dunya.

    Kaveh and Al-Haitham enjoy Dehya and Dunyarzad's wedding—well, they try despite the many, many, problems that keep popping up. But hey, what is a wedding party for if not solving every issue under the sun before they ruin the brides' big day? And perhaps the journey toward the reception will give the two of them an idea along the way…

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    08 Jun 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 39

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    It’s alright. The lights will be on when he returns home. A page will turn in time with the creaking of their door hinge, and the air will be filled with what remains of the scent of their morning coffee.

    And Kaveh is glad, glad to be going home to a house that won’t be empty, glad to have someone hand him his briefcase on the mornings when he’s rushing to a meeting, glad to be going home.
    He spaces out, noticing, remembering, watching as people come and go. It’s a terrible loneliness, having no one to share his observations with when he’s so used to it. But time marches on, and soon, he will be home.

    “Kaveh,” comes Lambad’s voice again, snapping the architect out of his daze. “Your husband is here to pick you up.”

    And Kaveh thinks of Al-Haitham.

     

    or: Kaveh gets drunk and thinks Al-Haitham is his husband. He's not (yet).

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    06 Jun 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 37

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    Kaveh runs a hand down his bumpy arms. “You’re shivering.”

    That Al-Haitham knows.

    “Are you cold?” Kaveh asks.

    Al-Haitham isn’t sure. There’s a sticky-hot discomfort near his legs, where they’ve been under his heavy blanket all day. But from his waist up, he trembles, something missing. All he knows for sure is that he wants Kaveh to be here, to feel it.

    “I’m cold,” he replies, his voice coming out as a whine.

    Or: In the wake of the Interdarshan Championship, Al-Haitham dreams that Kaveh has already left, leaving his home empty without him. He wakes up in a sweat, Kaveh sees that he is taken care of.

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    06 Jun 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 27

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    He really is beautiful.

    Here lies Kaveh’s magnum opus, on the table he was created upon. Kaveh smooths a hand down his well-defined cheekbones. Long eyelashes, bold eyebrows, and a handsome nose, he truly is a sight to behold. The corners of Kaveh’s lips quirk up. He always considered himself something of an artist.

    It takes some time to finally tear his eyes away from his creation and back to his tablet, where he was working on the final touches for his personality. He would be rational in all the ways Kaveh had been scorned for lacking. He would balance him out, challenge Kaveh, bring him to heights Kaveh would have never even known existed alone.

    He would be beautiful, and he would be perfect.

     

    Kaveh constructs an android. An exploration of companionship.

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    05 Jun 2026