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“I mean..” Tobio feels his face heat up. He didn’t mean to say that out loud. “Just cause, you’re small right? I bet even Yachi-san could carry you”.
Hinata's face went red as he took a defensive stance. “Yachi-san isn’t that weak! So it wouldn't be easy for just anyone to carry me!”
“What is it, King? Are you saying you’re going to carry Hinata?”
Kageyama didn’t realise it was possible to feel even more embarrassed. “No! I’m just saying it would be easy to! I should know, I’ve carried him before”-
Shit.
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Exhaling a heavy sigh, Alhaitham glanced down at the pile of laundry and began feeding the clothing into the washer one by one.
A small pair of sleep shorts. One of Kaveh’s usual flowy shirts. Warm socks. Gloves. A sinfully small pair of red lacy panties -
“Dammit.” Alhaitham threw them into the washer as if the delicate strings were cut from flame rather than cotton, clearing his throat unnecessarily loudly in the empty room.
His fingers flexed in front of him as he thunked his wrists down against the edge of the hamper, skin tingling from the phantom sensation of worn lace brushing against his knuckles. After taking a deliberately calming breath, he reached down once more, abandoning his careful pace in favour of grabbing fistfuls at once - hoping the sheer speed would spare him from getting inappropriately caught up in Kaveh’s delicates again.
It did not.
Or; Alhaitham does Kaveh’s laundry once he moves in, then proceeds to lose his mind.
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23 Jun 2026
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Kaveh is growing increasingly tired of random omegas trying to scent his husband. Alhaitham, for his part, is simply too obliviously downbad to even notice it happening.
“Who was in here today?” Kaveh asked, lips pursed.
“Just some researchers from Vahumana trying to get me on board with their shitty proposal. Why? Is everything okay?” Alhaitham replied cautiously, gaze following Kaveh as he stomped through the office, nose twitching agitatedly.
When Kaveh didn’t respond, Alhaitham rose to his feet and released some of his own pheromones in an attempt to soothe him. The instant Kaveh breathed them in, his shoulders dropped - then, as though magnetized, he drifted sideways toward Alhaitham and folded against his chest with a soft grunt.
At first, Kaveh nuzzled against him gently - but after a few moments, the motion grew more insistent, rubbing his nose ferociously against his chest as though he was itchy and the most appropriate scratcher was Alhaitham’s shirt.
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23 Jun 2026
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On a flight to Fontaine, Kaveh gets mysteriously upgraded to first class beside an annoyingly handsome alpha who smells like the very essence of the heavens. Kaveh, however, has never willingly given an alpha the time of day, and he's certainly not about to start now.
Probably.
Maybe.
Except why does this one smell so damn good?!
As Kaveh made his way to row 3 seat B, the woodsy, petrichor-rich scent he’d assumed was some expensive air freshener in the airport terminal filled his senses far more strongly.
... The alpha. Seated in row 3, seat A.
Kaveh stopped so abruptly the passenger walking behind him stumbled into his carry-on.
His gaze collided with the alpha’s once more. From up close, the ocean hidden within those devastatingly beautiful eyes felt endless, inviting him toward depths he was already drowning in - instantly overcome by the dizzying sensation of falling from a cliff overlooking the vast, expansive sea.
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23 Jun 2026
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Though Alhaitham’s instinctive reaction was to push this inexplicably older version of Kaveh away and demand an explanation, something about the desperation in his grip held him hostage. He could feel the rapid rise and fall of Kaveh’s chest against his own, the quivers in his body from the leftover adrenaline of travelling through what had to be some sort of time portal.
He was still trying to make sense of the situation, pulse roaring in his ears, when Kaveh’s fingers began to shift, sliding down the length of his arm until he reached Alhaitham’s left hand.
Kaveh traced along the veins there, pausing - as if searching for something that wasn’t where it should be. Then his posture fell, softening with melancholy. “Oh,” he murmured, almost to himself. “I’m not back yet.”
Alhaitham stiffened. “What?”
“You’re not my Alhaitham,” Kaveh said with a quiet, somber sigh that wavered faintly at the end.
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23 Jun 2026
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Kaveh stumbled home one night, bloodied and injured from a run-in with mercenaries hired by Sachin's son, who was desperate to recoup any amount of money from his father's now-inherited estate.
Nobody liked that. Alhaitham least of all.
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16 Jun 2026