POV: you and Alhaitham are settling down after a long day of work, and the first thing he does is grab his collection of books. you sit next to him in silence, waiting for him to stop reading, but to your surprise, he continues reading while ignoring your death stare. you reach your hand over to grab the book, but Alhaitham stops you with his own before you can go halfway. And what might you be doing, y/n? you stared at the grey-haired man, grunting, and turning away from him. you seemed annoyed and he did not give a single care in the world. Alhaitham sighed and started to speak once again, this time his book is on his lap. Alright y/n. You can stop now. you once again stared at the man, but this time, confusion filled your face. What do you mean? -you commented. when you looked over, Alhaitham had a shocked expression on his face. He whispered something and continued reading his book. You started begging Alhaitham to put the book down but he refused to even take his eyes off it. You told him that you would make dinner for the rest of the year to cleaning the house, yet he still did not move his eyes off the book. Alhaitham slammed the book shut and dragged you into his bedroom. He did not say a single word while he locked the door and pushed you onto the bed. Alhaitham looked annoyed yet excited with the actions he is about to commit. Haitham, w-what are you doing? -you questioned, pink flushing your face. Alhaitham grunted while throwing your shirt and his onto the floor. You both had a light blush on your face while Alhaitham caressed your face. You wanted me to stop reading and pay attention to you. Here you go y/n. - and the rest is up to you!!
You looked at alhaithem contemplating how long this will take , alhaithem has been completely ignoring your presence and has not been usual self with you after that late night , you guys kissed ,accidental on both accounts but.... It was a minute too long to considered completely accidental he's basically in the book . You have been staring at him for like 30 minutes at first a normal person would be smart enough to recognize what the other wants just by their body language, and alhaithem is a smart guy he is ignoring me obviously- "You have been staring at me for like half an hour y/n what do you need?" Oh the devil speaks now? "We need to talk " He looks up from his book for a second than looks back down . The akaedemya is currently empty and you had work to complete that's why you're not home "I believe we have nothing to talk about " "Alhaithem if that kiss didn't mean anything then why are we like this ?" He is now fiddling with the pages now , "it doesn't mean anything " "Then why have you been ignoring me tell me" He seems uncomfortable now , alhaithem is uncomfortable , wow "I have been busy" "Busy to the point you can't stop for a second to say hi back?" He now slams his book and puts it on the table ,power walks over to your standing form , he's hovering over you You look up "so what is it alhaithem tell me if I have done anything wrong I thought we were good acquaintances" "That kiss ..., why'd you not get off me , you are naturally reflexive ?" "You didn't push me either" Your breathing has gone shallow he is close to you lips now looking at it with a animalistic gaze "Hm" "Alhaithem" "Yes darling" "Did you or did you not like that kiss?" He's tucking your hair from your face to your ear "Yes , yes I did " and he then he leans in and kisses you with his hands in your hair This is my second pov
!Fem! Reader The lock clicks and the door opens, a cool draft cloaking his tall, muscular figure. He had an umbrella with him, but there were still glistening drops of precious dew on his shirt, accentuating his muscles even more. He was a beautiful man, never left much to the imagination, either. “Hi, love. I’m home.” “Evening, dear.” Al-Haitham shook his umbrella, getting each droplet, shining like diamonds, off of it. “Eventful day?” “Not in the slightest. Unless you call Kaveh storming into my office demanding funds for his latest project, ‘eventful’. Anyway, I’m off to freshen up.” His footsteps echo, getting quieter and quieter the further he gets from you. Your hand drifts back to the cup in front of you, filled with coffee. You made it for him, but he wouldn’t mind if you took a sip, would he? He came back, hair still slightly damp, about thirty minutes later. “So, what’s the plan?” “I think I’ll read for the rest of the night, after all, my novel has just gotten interesting.” “Hmm.” How that annoyed you. All he seemed to to do lately was burn through the pages of his stupid book. Never did he once think that you wanted affection, let alone the smallest crumb of his attention. But you don’t want to bother him. Why would you? He’s such a busy man. He should be allowed to spend his free time as he pleases. But then again, he made a commitment. A commitment to you, ever since you two became romantically involved, it was practically a promise to love you every chance he could, wasn’t it? And yet here he was, wasting away in front of a book. Oh well, Kaveh had invited you out that evening anyway. Might as well have fun, right? You were deserving of a good time too, after all. “Hey, love. Kaveh has invited me out this evening. I’m going to go get ready and then leave, okay?” “Alright.” He didn’t even look at you, in fact, he hasn’t had eye contact with you the whole day. Oh well, at least you were about to go actually enjoy yourself for the first time in what seemed like a Millenia. Off you went, to your room. You pull out the most provoking dress you could find. A short, tight fitting, crimson cocktail dress. Your hands groped around in your closet, and they caught on to a beautiful pair of blood-red heels. You slipped your feet into them and grabbed your trusty purse. You head back out, your heels clicking beneath you. For whatever reason, hearing each click gave you a sense of authority, like there were plenty juniors who had to answer to you, and you absolutely loved it. “I’m off, see you tomorrow morning, love.” For the first time, his usually vibrant eyes, dulled by a stressful workload, cared to wander up and down your body. “Well then, I’ll be going. Kaveh’s waiting not too far from here.” “Oh no you don’t.” He slams his book shut, getting up and walking toward you. His mouth opens just a little bit, as he eyes you once more. “You’re not going anywhere looking like this.” “It’s just to Zubayr Theatre! Nilou is performing tonight.” “Even so. I won’t let you.” “But ‘Haitham! That’s absolutely ridiculous! For once, just for once I’d like to enjoy myself. Is that really so much to ask?” Surprisingly, he stops talking. “You haven’t been giving me much attention to work with, I might as well seek a good time elsewhere.” A beautiful tear with a pearlescent sheen forms at the corner of your eye. “Oh dear. If you wanted more attention, all you had to do was say so. I thought you were okay with me not paying much attention to you after work because you never said anything.” That was it. You were sobbing, right in front of the door. “No no, love, don’t cry,” he says, his hand moving to your face. He wipes your tear with his thumb and moves closer. He begins to kiss the corner of your mouth
You though that it would stop there, but he drags his lips gently down to your jaw, peppering it with kisses. He then works his way down to your neck, kissing it non-stop. In between each kiss he murmurs against your skin. “Mm. Don’t go.” He kisses your neck once more. “Mn… I’ll make it up to you, I promise.” He starts sucking on the spots he kissed, occasionally biting them. He pulls back and looks you dead in the eye. “Let’s continue this elsewhere, shall we?” He picks you up, bridal style, and takes you to the bedroom, carefully placing you onto the mattress, and then he picks right up where he left off, kissing your neck, and then sucking and biting it. Small groans escape your mouth. You’re trying to hide how good it feels, but you can’t. What’s worse, his hot breath is dripping down your neck, making you shiver. He pulls back, and looks at you, his eyes full of desire. A small grin makes its way across his face. “You look so beautiful, especially with that look on your face,” he brings his hand to your cheek, gently caressing it. “You wouldn’t mind if I… dug a little deeper, would you?” You shake your head no, and his eyes light up. !NSFW! His hands move to the back of your dress, unzipping it, and unclasping the hooks of your bra. He pulls off the dress, careful to make sure the bra doesn’t come up with it. Once the dress is off you entirely, he traces his fingers down the middle of your chest, trailing down to the band of your panties, but he stops there. Ugh. How painful. He knows exactly what you want, but he won’t give it to you. He pulls off your bra, and makes the same journey he did just now, with his tongue. His warm saliva awakens something new, and it’s driving you crazy. He stops again, and slips two fingers under the band of your panties, waiting for that scrumptious moan to come out again before he continued. Once it did, he took off the panties, and picked up a small amount of your sweet secretions. He shoves his finger in your mouth. “Suck. Clean it up. All of it.” You obey, cleaning off every little drop of your secretions from his finger. He takes it out and smirks. “Good girl.” He puts two fingers on your cl*t and begins rubbing in a circular motion. The moans just wouldn’t stop, but his fingers did. He then moved them down to your opening. He slowly begins pulling them out and pushing in yet again. Gradually, he picked up the pace, until you wanted to release. “Alhaitham-“ “Shh. I’ll let you finish, just not now.” You look on as he takes off his shirt, revealing his godly build. His hands then slide down his hips, catching the band of his pants and boxers, and he takes both off at once. You watch his c*ck grow as he holds it and guides it into you. He begins thrusting slowly, as he lovingly kisses you between each stroke. But now, he picks up the pace. “You love me? I wanna hear you say it. Go on.” How perfectly in character of him, being so sadistic like that, because he knew you couldn’t do it. He was fucking you too good. But you tried anyway. “I- ahh- I-“ He chuckles, hearing your feeble attempts at it. He starts fucking you harder and faster, and you can’t control yourself. “Coming! C-coming!” You moan even more, until you release. Funnily enough, both of you came at the same time, so you were filled with both your cum and his. “Well done, love. You did so well.” Al-Haitham puts his clothes on again and helps you clean up. He brings you a cup of water and takes care of you for the rest of the night. “Looks like you didn’t need some stupid clubbing night.” “Well now I know full well I don’t!” You chuckle. Now you’re both laying down together, but you can’t sleep. You think Al-haitham’s dozed off, but for some reason you can’t. But oh he’s awake alright. He feels you squirm and puts an arm around your waist, pulling you into him. THE END I hope you enjoyed reading that as much as I did writing it. Thank you, lovely people, and have an excellent day or night! - saturn
POV: Sorry If the pov is a little similar to the previous one! :) In recent days, Al-Haitham has been too busy doing his job as a secretary. That's why you were waiting for him at home all the time, cleaning and cooking his dinner. You didn't have time to cook him breakfast, because he woke up before you and kissed you on the forehead before you woke up and left for the Academy. You have already accepted that your lover is always busy, but this does not prevent you from spending time together. You could go to a tavern or go somewhere in nature together. Sometimes Al-Haitham could drag you with him on an expedition through the desert. And so. Let's go back to real time. You were sitting on the sofa in the hallway as usual, having already finished your business, dinner was cooked and you just had to wait for it. After a couple of minutes, you start at the sound of the door opening and you were ready to pounce until you saw his neighbor, Kaveh. - Oh.. Kaveh.. - You would like to get up from the couch, but you plop down on it again and sigh in disappointment. While your lover's neighbor looks at you uncomprehendingly. - Did you really think it was Al-Haitham who came? - You nodded as Kaveh walked inside into the living room, - Perhaps he will be a little late, I think I saw him detained by one sage from another darshan of the Academy. - Oh, that's it, thanks for telling me, Kaveh, - you continued to sit on the couch, thinking about what to do at this time. You might already think about starting to weave Kaveh's hairstyle, which you usually do when you're bored or when he asks. However, you dismiss this thought and lie down completely on the sofa, staring at the ceiling. About half an hour passes, Kaveh has been busy with his drawings all this time, sitting on another nearby couch. You were already starting to fall asleep until you heard the sound of the front door opening again. You look out and see Al-Haitham. - I'm at home. - the secretary said as he walked into the living room and lightly kissed you on the forehead. At that time, you were smiling and looking only at him, not even paying attention to the neighbor next to you. - Dinner is ready. We can go eat now. - you said, getting up from the couch. Your lover calmly nodded, maintaining his seriousness and headed for the kitchen. It's been about an hour since all three of you had dinner and went back to your daily chores. Kaveh went to his room and continued to work on his drawings there. And you were sitting on the couch with Al-Haitham. After a couple of seconds, he gets up from the sofa and goes to a small bedside table behind one of the sofas and takes a random book. Coming back to you again. All this time you were watching his actions and waiting for him to sit down again to sit closer to him and start reading his book together. You're even already used to the content of such books that he reads. After a couple of minutes, you get tired of reading this book and lean back a little, continuing to stare at him, while he did not pay attention to your gaze, he was completely focused on the book. - Is there something you want to say, Y/N? - the secretary asked without taking his eyes off the book. You sigh softly. - I just want you to pay attention to me. - I thought we spent enough time together a few minutes ago. Wasn't it enough for you? - he smiles weakly, continuing to read the book intently, as if this conversation does not matter at all to him. You get a little annoyed and approach him before taking the book out of his hands, - Oh, what are you doing, Y/N? - He looks at you with a surprised look, with a plea to return this book to him. - No, - You chuckle contentedly, putting the book down on the table. - Well, Y/N, if you want my attention, then so be it, you'll get it, - He gets up from the couch and walks up to you in front of you before picking you up and dragging you to his room. - WOAH. Al-Haitham?? - You're already breathing unevenly, continuing to cling to his clothes. He throws you on the bed and climbs on it too, staying on top of your. You just look at his further actions. - See. you don't even mind it. - He grunts before kissing you and taking off his shirt. It seems you will spend the whole night together. Without even thinking about Kaveh. // Yeah. This is the first POV. Which I write on RUclips. And I hope you enjoy it! :D I have some experience in writing such stories, so I think it's not that bad.. hehe
(this is my first pov btw :3) Fluff 😸 There he go again, reading his book that is no end. he would never feel what you felt when he ignores and choose the BOOK against you. you were death glaring him while taking a sip of coffee and slightly peeking his book. "is there anything you need?" he didn't move an inch, even his eyes still focused on the book. "didn't I make it obvious or did you purposely want me to say it?" she looked at him and crossed her arms. "hmm..." he look slightly disinterested in conversation at that point. while the other side, y/n was in disbelief. 'really?! come on...why wasn't he paying attention to me,' she stared at him once again before she started overthinking things. 'w...was he lose interest on me? no, no I would kill him if he do (joking),' she stand up and raise her voice. "Okay then you pissed me off, if you reallyyyyyy want to go spend your life, days, hours, minute even seconds on that book, we're over!" she stated, she waited for his reaction but silence filled the room. she crumbled her fist as she sigh in defeat, tears began to form while she tried to hold back. Al-Haitham waited for something, waited the right time to stop the act. "don't you have anything to say?... Haitham," tears flow down to her face while she tried to wipe it. Al-Haitham chuckle and smirking in victory. He close his book and putting it on the table. "Well, I intend to spend most of my time reading books, adding new knowledge," he walks where the crybaby figure standing. His hand reach her cheek and leaned closer as he wiped the tears that left, he placed his hand on her shoulder and starts whispering. "...but, I am willing to spend my life for you, love," he grinned and leaned back as he turn into his expressionless faces. "..." she looked down avoiding his gaze. "We're not over until I. Say. So." he cupped her cheeks and their lips met. the kiss was intoxicating and y/n tried pulled back but futile while Al-Haitham hold her waist tight. (It sucks, 😭💔"
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It's all fun and games until Alhaitham puts his book down.
😭😭😭😭😭
POV:
you and Alhaitham are settling down after a long day of work, and the first thing he does is grab his collection of books. you sit next to him in silence, waiting for him to stop reading, but to your surprise, he continues reading while ignoring your death stare. you reach your hand over to grab the book, but Alhaitham stops you with his own before you can go halfway.
And what might you be doing, y/n?
you stared at the grey-haired man, grunting, and turning away from him. you seemed annoyed and he did not give a single care in the world. Alhaitham sighed and started to speak once again, this time his book is on his lap.
Alright y/n. You can stop now.
you once again stared at the man, but this time, confusion filled your face.
What do you mean? -you commented.
when you looked over, Alhaitham had a shocked expression on his face. He whispered something and continued reading his book. You started begging Alhaitham to put the book down but he refused to even take his eyes off it. You told him that you would make dinner for the rest of the year to cleaning the house, yet he still did not move his eyes off the book. Alhaitham slammed the book shut and dragged you into his bedroom. He did not say a single word while he locked the door and pushed you onto the bed. Alhaitham looked annoyed yet excited with the actions he is about to commit.
Haitham, w-what are you doing? -you questioned, pink flushing your face.
Alhaitham grunted while throwing your shirt and his onto the floor. You both had a light blush on your face while Alhaitham caressed your face.
You wanted me to stop reading and pay attention to you. Here you go y/n.
- and the rest is up to you!!
Doing the Lords work with these povs fr 🤭🤞
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NO. I HAVE NO IMAGINATION. PLEASE FILL THE REST FOR MW
Uhm the food is well done, but, I think you forgot to put spicy part in the plate
You looked at alhaithem contemplating how long this will take , alhaithem has been completely ignoring your presence and has not been usual self with you after that late night , you guys kissed ,accidental on both accounts but.... It was a minute too long to considered completely accidental
he's basically in the book . You have been staring at him for like 30 minutes at first a normal person would be smart enough to recognize what the other wants just by their body language, and alhaithem is a smart guy he is ignoring me obviously-
"You have been staring at me for like half an hour y/n what do you need?"
Oh the devil speaks now?
"We need to talk "
He looks up from his book for a second than looks back down . The akaedemya is currently empty and you had work to complete that's why you're not home
"I believe we have nothing to talk about "
"Alhaithem if that kiss didn't mean anything then why are we like this ?"
He is now fiddling with the pages now , "it doesn't mean anything "
"Then why have you been ignoring me tell me"
He seems uncomfortable now , alhaithem is uncomfortable , wow
"I have been busy"
"Busy to the point you can't stop for a second to say hi back?"
He now slams his book and puts it on the table ,power walks over to your standing form , he's hovering over you
You look up "so what is it alhaithem tell me if I have done anything wrong I thought we were good acquaintances"
"That kiss ..., why'd you not get off me , you are naturally reflexive ?"
"You didn't push me either"
Your breathing has gone shallow he is close to you lips now looking at it with a animalistic gaze
"Hm"
"Alhaithem"
"Yes darling"
"Did you or did you not like that kiss?" He's tucking your hair from your face to your ear
"Yes , yes I did " and he then he leans in and kisses you with his hands in your hair
This is my second pov
!Fem! Reader
The lock clicks and the door opens, a cool draft cloaking his tall, muscular figure.
He had an umbrella with him, but there were still glistening drops of precious dew on his shirt, accentuating his muscles even more. He was a beautiful man, never left much to the imagination, either.
“Hi, love. I’m home.”
“Evening, dear.”
Al-Haitham shook his umbrella, getting each droplet, shining like diamonds, off of it.
“Eventful day?”
“Not in the slightest. Unless you call Kaveh storming into my office demanding funds for his latest project, ‘eventful’. Anyway, I’m off to freshen up.”
His footsteps echo, getting quieter and quieter the further he gets from you.
Your hand drifts back to the cup in front of you, filled with coffee. You made it for him, but he wouldn’t mind if you took a sip, would he?
He came back, hair still slightly damp, about thirty minutes later.
“So, what’s the plan?”
“I think I’ll read for the rest of the night, after all, my novel has just gotten interesting.”
“Hmm.”
How that annoyed you. All he seemed to to do lately was burn through the pages of his stupid book. Never did he once think that you wanted affection, let alone the smallest crumb of his attention. But you don’t want to bother him. Why would you? He’s such a busy man. He should be allowed to spend his free time as he pleases.
But then again, he made a commitment. A commitment to you, ever since you two became romantically involved, it was practically a promise to love you every chance he could, wasn’t it? And yet here he was, wasting away in front of a book.
Oh well, Kaveh had invited you out that evening anyway. Might as well have fun, right? You were deserving of a good time too, after all.
“Hey, love. Kaveh has invited me out this evening. I’m going to go get ready and then leave, okay?”
“Alright.”
He didn’t even look at you, in fact, he hasn’t had eye contact with you the whole day. Oh well, at least you were about to go actually enjoy yourself for the first time in what seemed like a Millenia.
Off you went, to your room. You pull out the most provoking dress you could find. A short, tight fitting, crimson cocktail dress.
Your hands groped around in your closet, and they caught on to a beautiful pair of blood-red heels. You slipped your feet into them and grabbed your trusty purse.
You head back out, your heels clicking beneath you. For whatever reason, hearing each click gave you a sense of authority, like there were plenty juniors who had to answer to you, and you absolutely loved it.
“I’m off, see you tomorrow morning, love.”
For the first time, his usually vibrant eyes, dulled by a stressful workload, cared to wander up and down your body.
“Well then, I’ll be going. Kaveh’s waiting not too far from here.”
“Oh no you don’t.”
He slams his book shut, getting up and walking toward you.
His mouth opens just a little bit, as he eyes you once more.
“You’re not going anywhere looking like this.”
“It’s just to Zubayr Theatre! Nilou is performing tonight.”
“Even so. I won’t let you.”
“But ‘Haitham! That’s absolutely ridiculous! For once, just for once I’d like to enjoy myself. Is that really so much to ask?”
Surprisingly, he stops talking.
“You haven’t been giving me much attention to work with, I might as well seek a good time elsewhere.”
A beautiful tear with a pearlescent sheen forms at the corner of your eye.
“Oh dear. If you wanted more attention, all you had to do was say so. I thought you were okay with me not paying much attention to you after work because you never said anything.”
That was it. You were sobbing, right in front of the door.
“No no, love, don’t cry,” he says, his hand moving to your face. He wipes your tear with his thumb and moves closer. He begins to kiss the corner of your mouth
You though that it would stop there, but he drags his lips gently down to your jaw, peppering it with kisses. He then works his way down to your neck, kissing it non-stop.
In between each kiss he murmurs against your skin.
“Mm. Don’t go.”
He kisses your neck once more.
“Mn… I’ll make it up to you, I promise.”
He starts sucking on the spots he kissed, occasionally biting them.
He pulls back and looks you dead in the eye.
“Let’s continue this elsewhere, shall we?”
He picks you up, bridal style, and takes you to the bedroom, carefully placing you onto the mattress, and then he picks right up where he left off, kissing your neck, and then sucking and biting it.
Small groans escape your mouth. You’re trying to hide how good it feels, but you can’t.
What’s worse, his hot breath is dripping down your neck, making you shiver.
He pulls back, and looks at you, his eyes full of desire. A small grin makes its way across his face.
“You look so beautiful, especially with that look on your face,” he brings his hand to your cheek, gently caressing it.
“You wouldn’t mind if I… dug a little deeper, would you?”
You shake your head no, and his eyes light up.
!NSFW!
His hands move to the back of your dress, unzipping it, and unclasping the hooks of your bra. He pulls off the dress, careful to make sure the bra doesn’t come up with it.
Once the dress is off you entirely, he traces his fingers down the middle of your chest, trailing down to the band of your panties, but he stops there.
Ugh. How painful. He knows exactly what you want, but he won’t give it to you.
He pulls off your bra, and makes the same journey he did just now, with his tongue. His warm saliva awakens something new, and it’s driving you crazy.
He stops again, and slips two fingers under the band of your panties, waiting for that scrumptious moan to come out again before he continued.
Once it did, he took off the panties, and picked up a small amount of your sweet secretions.
He shoves his finger in your mouth.
“Suck. Clean it up. All of it.”
You obey, cleaning off every little drop of your secretions from his finger.
He takes it out and smirks.
“Good girl.”
He puts two fingers on your cl*t and begins rubbing in a circular motion. The moans just wouldn’t stop, but his fingers did.
He then moved them down to your opening. He slowly begins pulling them out and pushing in yet again. Gradually, he picked up the pace, until you wanted to release.
“Alhaitham-“
“Shh. I’ll let you finish, just not now.”
You look on as he takes off his shirt, revealing his godly build.
His hands then slide down his hips, catching the band of his pants and boxers, and he takes both off at once.
You watch his c*ck grow as he holds it and guides it into you. He begins thrusting slowly, as he lovingly kisses you between each stroke. But now, he picks up the pace.
“You love me? I wanna hear you say it. Go on.”
How perfectly in character of him, being so sadistic like that, because he knew you couldn’t do it. He was fucking you too good. But you tried anyway.
“I- ahh- I-“
He chuckles, hearing your feeble attempts at it.
He starts fucking you harder and faster, and you can’t control yourself.
“Coming! C-coming!”
You moan even more, until you release. Funnily enough, both of you came at the same time, so you were filled with both your cum and his.
“Well done, love. You did so well.”
Al-Haitham puts his clothes on again and helps you clean up. He brings you a cup of water and takes care of you for the rest of the night.
“Looks like you didn’t need some stupid clubbing night.”
“Well now I know full well I don’t!”
You chuckle.
Now you’re both laying down together, but you can’t sleep. You think Al-haitham’s dozed off, but for some reason you can’t.
But oh he’s awake alright. He feels you squirm and puts an arm around your waist, pulling you into him.
THE END
I hope you enjoyed reading that as much as I did writing it. Thank you, lovely people, and have an excellent day or night!
- saturn
I love this! Thank you, you're a blessing! 😍❤
@@Jesuslovesyousomuch7835 I didn’t think anyone actually saw it! Thank you so much for reading it!
Part 2 please
@@sydneyevans-mq9up I already wrote the smut unless you meant you wanted an aftermath
POV:
Sorry If the pov is a little similar to the previous one! :)
In recent days, Al-Haitham has been too busy doing his job as a secretary. That's why you were waiting for him at home all the time, cleaning and cooking his dinner. You didn't have time to cook him breakfast, because he woke up before you and kissed you on the forehead before you woke up and left for the Academy. You have already accepted that your lover is always busy, but this does not prevent you from spending time together. You could go to a tavern or go somewhere in nature together. Sometimes Al-Haitham could drag you with him on an expedition through the desert.
And so. Let's go back to real time.
You were sitting on the sofa in the hallway as usual, having already finished your business, dinner was cooked and you just had to wait for it. After a couple of minutes, you start at the sound of the door opening and you were ready to pounce until you saw his neighbor, Kaveh.
- Oh.. Kaveh.. - You would like to get up from the couch, but you plop down on it again and sigh in disappointment. While your lover's neighbor looks at you uncomprehendingly.
- Did you really think it was Al-Haitham who came? - You nodded as Kaveh walked inside into the living room, - Perhaps he will be a little late, I think I saw him detained by one sage from another darshan of the Academy.
- Oh, that's it, thanks for telling me, Kaveh, - you continued to sit on the couch, thinking about what to do at this time. You might already think about starting to weave Kaveh's hairstyle, which you usually do when you're bored or when he asks. However, you dismiss this thought and lie down completely on the sofa, staring at the ceiling.
About half an hour passes, Kaveh has been busy with his drawings all this time, sitting on another nearby couch. You were already starting to fall asleep until you heard the sound of the front door opening again. You look out and see Al-Haitham.
- I'm at home. - the secretary said as he walked into the living room and lightly kissed you on the forehead. At that time, you were smiling and looking only at him, not even paying attention to the neighbor next to you.
- Dinner is ready. We can go eat now. - you said, getting up from the couch. Your lover calmly nodded, maintaining his seriousness and headed for the kitchen. It's been about an hour since all three of you had dinner and went back to your daily chores. Kaveh went to his room and continued to work on his drawings there. And you were sitting on the couch with Al-Haitham. After a couple of seconds, he gets up from the sofa and goes to a small bedside table behind one of the sofas and takes a random book. Coming back to you again. All this time you were watching his actions and waiting for him to sit down again to sit closer to him and start reading his book together. You're even already used to the content of such books that he reads.
After a couple of minutes, you get tired of reading this book and lean back a little, continuing to stare at him, while he did not pay attention to your gaze, he was completely focused on the book.
- Is there something you want to say, Y/N? - the secretary asked without taking his eyes off the book. You sigh softly.
- I just want you to pay attention to me.
- I thought we spent enough time together a few minutes ago. Wasn't it enough for you? - he smiles weakly, continuing to read the book intently, as if this conversation does not matter at all to him. You get a little annoyed and approach him before taking the book out of his hands, - Oh, what are you doing, Y/N? - He looks at you with a surprised look, with a plea to return this book to him.
- No, - You chuckle contentedly, putting the book down on the table.
- Well, Y/N, if you want my attention, then so be it, you'll get it, - He gets up from the couch and walks up to you in front of you before picking you up and dragging you to his room.
- WOAH. Al-Haitham?? - You're already breathing unevenly, continuing to cling to his clothes. He throws you on the bed and climbs on it too, staying on top of your. You just look at his further actions.
- See. you don't even mind it. - He grunts before kissing you and taking off his shirt. It seems you will spend the whole night together. Without even thinking about Kaveh.
// Yeah. This is the first POV. Which I write on RUclips. And I hope you enjoy it! :D I have some experience in writing such stories, so I think it's not that bad.. hehe
Кавеха жалко
i feel bad for kaveh, they just ignored him like a nobody T_T
@@danihasgunsfr hagfdhnsd poor Kaveh.
@@sgg6635 Пусть позавидует Аль-Хайтаму :). Или же т/и хаха. Но он занят в своей комнате, так что все нормально, думаю.)
if that was the canonical alhaitham he deadass would wear his headphones and pretend that i dont even exist lmao
Sitting here, waiting for pov writers
BRO THIS PLAYLIST SO UNDERRATED WHAT
It is
IKR.
This fuels my imagination. Such thanks. So perfect. -a happy y/n
The Shadows 🖤🌙
transitions are cleannnnn and these songs slap and alhaithammmNSDLFSMMMMM
(this is my first pov btw :3)
Fluff 😸
There he go again, reading his book that is no end. he would never feel what you felt when he ignores and choose the BOOK against you.
you were death glaring him while taking a sip of coffee and slightly peeking his book.
"is there anything you need?" he didn't move an inch, even his eyes still focused on the book.
"didn't I make it obvious or did you purposely want me to say it?" she looked at him and crossed her arms.
"hmm..." he look slightly disinterested in conversation at that point. while the other side, y/n was in disbelief.
'really?! come on...why wasn't he paying attention to me,' she stared at him once again before she started overthinking things.
'w...was he lose interest on me? no, no I would kill him if he do (joking),' she stand up and raise her voice.
"Okay then you pissed me off, if you reallyyyyyy want to go spend your life, days, hours, minute even seconds on that book, we're over!" she stated, she waited for his reaction but silence filled the room. she crumbled her fist as she sigh in defeat, tears began to form while she tried to hold back.
Al-Haitham waited for something, waited the right time to stop the act.
"don't you have anything to say?... Haitham," tears flow down to her face while she tried to wipe it.
Al-Haitham chuckle and smirking in victory. He close his book and putting it on the table.
"Well, I intend to spend most of my time reading books, adding new knowledge," he walks where the crybaby figure standing.
His hand reach her cheek and leaned closer as he wiped the tears that left, he placed his hand on her shoulder and starts whispering.
"...but, I am willing to spend my life for you, love," he grinned and leaned back as he turn into his expressionless faces.
"..." she looked down avoiding his gaze.
"We're not over until I. Say. So." he cupped her cheeks and their lips met. the kiss was intoxicating and y/n tried pulled back but futile while Al-Haitham hold her waist tight.
(It sucks, 😭💔"
please make a part 2❤
sighh, the angst would've been delectable but oh well.. THANK YOUUUUUUU
This is a TOP TEIR MASTERPIECE. ilu❤
@𝐴𝑙𝑍𝑖𝑘𝑖 what ever happened to the "massaging your stressed out boyfriend leads to something else" playlist. that one was my favorite I miss it so much. that one was really perfection.
any chance of a reupload?
FIRST
OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG
👍 :)