seasonsrpg | march catch-all.

Fictional stories can often be traced back to some basis in the personal experiences of the author, often hardships or trials that the author had encountered.

I was rather sure I was one such representation of annoyance in your life.

[ kaveh LAUGHS. ] I wasn't the one that came up with the idea. Traveler did. I guess she's having roommate troubles too. [ he's an idiot, your honor. ]

I don't need to draw a book to tell you you're annoying. I'll just tell you to your face.

[ ... Kaveh, the Traveler doesn't live in one plac- ]

I see. Then I look forward to one day reading about the Traveler's mysterious but frustrating roommate. Perhaps we'll have something in common.

[ Books collected, he heads for the kitchen once more to brew himself some tea. ]

[ ... ]

[ connecting the dots and... tumbling over the side of the couch. he's glad that alhaitham's left the room, because he's sitting there turning red and feeling stupid. did she set him up! he doesn't have problems with his roommate... most, ok, some of the time. ]

Mind the coffee table. I'm taking it with me when I move out.

[ Alhaitham's voice calls annoyingly out from the kitchen as he considers his tea options, seemingly oblivious to Kaveh's freak out. Or at the very least, acting as if he is. ]

...! What?! [ he chokes out, getting to his feet in a hurry and going into the kitchen. ] What do you mean when you move out!? [ he grabs alhaitham's shoulder and yanks him around, getting up in his face, because you didn't clear this with him! ] You're not going anywhere.

[ Well hello again very close distance Kaveh. ]

[ He gives him the most bland look in return, tea bag held in one hand. ]

I'm planning to buy a house Kaveh. You should have predicted this.

I don't plan to live in free housing forever.

And what about me? [ he realizes that he could probably get his own place, or at least continue to live in this space, since it likely won't be too much money, but... that's not what he... wants... ]

[ he returns alhaitham's space to him as he takes a step back. ] Did you plan on leaving me here along with whatever furniture you don't want?

[ At that series of question, he leans himself back against the counter behind him, fixing Kaveh with his full attention as he sets the tea bag down. This is a conversation he'd mildly expected to have, but Kaveh sounded more upset about the prospect than he'd thought he would be. ]

That's your choice, Kaveh. As we both know, your debt doesn't exist here, and you're well and capable of earning enough money to buy a place of your own as well.

But if you'd like to continue living together, I don't object to it.

[ kaveh is silent for a long while. no, his debt doesn't exist here, but it's hard to imagine living on his own when he's grown so accustomed to living with alhaitham. not having a roommate would mean that he doesn't have to worry about all the ugly decor he brings home, but it would also be significantly more... lonely... ]

I, I want to continue living together.

You'll be expected to pay rent.

[ Sorry that Alhaitham is physically incapable of making this any sort of touching moment. ]

[ kaveh just groans. ]

Not even going to cut me a break?

Do you have something you need to be saving money up for?

[ This situation is very different from the one back in Sumeru, and if there's another source of income that Alhaitham can pull money from, he'll gladly take it. ]

[ booze, clothes, decor, ... ]

Not yet, no. [ he sighs. ] Fine. But that means I get a say in the house we're moving into. We're doing this together. [ do you regret not objecting yet, alhaitham? ]

I'll be paying for the house in its entirety, so I retain rights to final say. Your input, however, will be considered.

[ This is the worst kind of conceding but also Alhaitham knows better than to co-own a piece of property with someone he has a turbulent relationship with. ]

[ as much as he wants to argue there's not too much room for it. he just huffs, folding his arm and looking aside as he puffs out his cheeks. so annoying! why did he want to continue rooming with him again? he should really just get his own place. ]

Fine.

[ He gives a small, returning tap to Kaveh's chest this time, turning as the water starts to boil. ]

So don't break our furniture.

[ he swats at his hand, but he’s too slow to slap it away. ] I’m fine, by the way, thanks for asking. [ he steps away. ] More concerned about your tacky table… hnph.

If you had been seriously injured, you wouldn't be here scowling at me.

Tea?

[ He helpfully holds up three different type of tea packets, as if they weren't in the middle of a semi-argument following a serious living commitment. ]

[ kaveh selects the tea in the middle without missing a beat, because arguing about the small things is just part of their routine. ] I could be having a delayed reaction. [ huffs, turning his nose up. ]

[ Similarly, he goes about preparing a second cup for Kaveh, even while teasing the other man. ]

Oh? Then are you feeling weak in the knees now? Light-headed perhaps?

Light-headed, yeah. [ he sets a hand on the counter, leaning into it as he throws his head back and drapes his other arm over his eyes. he slowly leans into alhaitham. ] I must have hit my head.

Shall I carry you again to bed?

[ This is in fact a promise at another potato-sack carry. ]

[ he doesn’t think he’s going to be slung around like a sack of potatoes. ] Please. I think my legs around about to give out. [ paws at his arm as he starts leaning more heavily into him. ]

Certainly.

[ Welcome back to your potato sack life, Kaveh. ]

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