Ninithaa



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    "Why're you hiding your scent, Alhaitham?" Kaveh watched Alhaitham's nose flare, watched him take in his scent, and wondered how he hadn't noticed sooner, how Alhaitham had managed to keep up such an act for so long.

    Silver brows drew together in confusion. "Because I prefer my living situations peaceful. Not that I have much peace with you present."

    He'd always thought Alhaitham was a beta. Everyone had. His scent was so weak that he hadn't even noticed it, not really. However a strange scent in their home has Kaveh questioning not just Alhaitham but himself as well.

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    18 Jun 2026

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    And then, his Akasha terminal lights up with an incoming message.

    Al-Haitham huffs harshly through his nose and opens his eyes. Hand on the terminal, he powers it on and finds both his brows raising.

    It’s a message from Kaveh.

    [3:46 am]
    i think i love him

    (Al-Haitham runs a case study on Kaveh and his love life.)

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    15 Jun 2026

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    As Kaveh inspects the space that is about to become his new home, he thinks to himself that the room with those marbled counters and a familiar set of wood utensils hanging on the wall. In fact, when he squints closer, he recognizes the model of the stand mixer that’s sitting in the corner. It almost looks like—

    “My name is Al-Haitham,” the man—Al-Haitham, apparently—says, and Kaveh looks at him, looks at the chest that he vaguely recognized, turns to look at the counters that he now pinpoints from motherfucking YouTube, and fully lets his jaw drop again with no regard for propriety.

    Fuck first impressions. It seems that they’ve already had theirs.

    “No the fuck you aren’t,” Kaveh says.

    Kaveh moves into the house of his archnemesis. And then he bakes for him, as one does for their mortal enemy that they definitely don't have a crush on.

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    14 Jun 2026

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    There is no peace, not with Alhaitham sitting at the table in the kitchen as he usually does. Like their routine will continue as normal.

    Normal is Kaveh tugging at Alhaitham’s bed hair as he passes by. It’s filling a mug with already-brewed coffee, dropping into the vacant chair, peering over at whatever document or paper Alhaitham is reading and helping himself to its contents. It’s rubbing sleep-sand from his eyes. It’s Alhaitham swiping a stray drop of milk from his cheek as Kaveh’s face burns. It’s the late-morning light holding the day in languid suspension for them to keep together.

    Like normal is attainable. Like normal is everything they could ever ask for.

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    Mehrak records everything. Including the things Kaveh and Alhaitham don’t see.

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    14 Jun 2026

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    Alhaitham is the unsuspecting victim of a Ley Line Disorder on a trip to the desert. It's up to Kaveh to pick up the pieces... and perhaps put them back together in the process.

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    10 Jun 2026