alkatibs

/     drop a spam for a spam  </3  throat so scratchy i'm p sure i'm losing my voice 

paradisaeas

hm... you know,  i'm starting to think you only take roles when i'm involved.  just a hunch.

paradisaeas

no!  no!  it's not that.  [  he shakes his head vehemently,  sitting up slightly.  ]  sometimes it's / required /,   but it's not like i want to go and act out a show as a lead with a romance with an actor i don't know.  i just...  was making sure you know you can take those roles if you wanted to.  it's not going to change our marriage. 
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alkatibs

@paradisaeas,   i  don't  want  to  act  in  those  roles  if  you  are  not  as  well.   (...)   is  this  your  way  of  telling  me  you  do?
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paradisaeas

t – that's the point of / acting /,  haitham!  
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paradisaeas

i really don't see the problem.  yes,  i'm a mechanic,  and yes,  i have a broken arm,  but i'm ambidextrous.  

paradisaeas

but there are still repairs to be done that will need time..
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alkatibs

@paradisaeas,    we're  going  home.   it  can  be  fixed  when  your  arm  heals.   i'm  not  racing  anytime  soon. 
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paradisaeas

your car isn't going to fix itself. it'll be fine. 
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paradisaeas

it's just a nightmare.  go ..  go back to sleep.
          
          /   pre relationship! 

paradisaeas

[  a shake of the head,  nails digging into his palms harshly as he turns away.  he doesn't want to see alhaitham.  doesn't want to see the face he just saw,  morphed from his father,  drowning in the sand and cursing him out. ]  i don't want to .. to impose more on your space.  i'll be fine.  i'm .. sorry for waking you up.
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alkatibs

@paradisaeas,    no,   i'm  up  now.   (...)   come  lay  with  me. 
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paradisaeas

sorry,  i ... didn't mean to space out. i just ... i can't believe we actually made it this far. i was terrified it would tear us apart again,  but we're here,  and we / won /... 
          
          /  skating!

paradisaeas

we are.  we're ... we're married,  and we're going to have a / family /... [  he trails off,  tearing up a little as he looks up.  ]  i'm ... so, / so/ happy we met again.
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alkatibs

@paradisaeas,   and  it  didn't.   we're  here,   we've  won,   and  we're  /married/.   i  love  you  so  much..
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paradisaeas

oh,  they've stopped glaring at you when you enter?  that's good...   i got food for you earlier.
          
          /   racer!

paradisaeas

i wanted to eat with you.  we missed you too... come here and eat.
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alkatibs

@paradisaeas,    you  should  have  eaten  before  i  got  here.   mm..   missed  you.   both  of you.
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paradisaeas

it's something.  no,  i was waiting for you.  it's your usual. 
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paradisaeas

care to explain why mehrak is half / dismantled /?

paradisaeas

[  his expression softens considerably. the fact that alhaitham of all people would take the time in the desert to find these mechanisms...  he feels like kissing him. instead,  he simply is silent for a moment.  ]  i'm ... making dinner.  what do you want?
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alkatibs

@paradisaeas,   no.   i..   often  find  myself  habitually  searching  for  them  whenever  work  takes  me  into  the  desert.   (...)   you're  welcome,   kaveh.
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paradisaeas

you ... those aren't easy components to find.  you didn't go to too much trouble for them, did you?  thank you,  hayi..
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paradisaeas

w  –  wait,  let's ..  let's take a second.  it's .. um, a  lot.
          
          /   more silly young actor au 

paradisaeas

just... do what you feel like doing.  i'll tell you if it's okay.  [  he's red,  biting his lip.  ]   i'm ...  really not.  [  but he leans down anyways,  connecting their lips more hungrily now, though not with the abandon he does when making out. it's a cautious desperation. ]  it's .. so unfair that you look .. like this. 
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alkatibs

@paradisaeas,    (   his  shirt  falls  too  and  there  is  something  nerve  wracking  yet  freeing  about  being  skin  to  skin  with  his  boyfriend.   alhaitham  thinks  kaveh  is  beautiful,   every  inch  of  him,   but  seeing  him  bare  for  the  first  time  since  their  relationship  began,   he  is  sure  of  that  mindset.   the  kiss  is  slow  and  steady,   almost  unsure,   because  even  he  is  unsure  of   /everything/  they're  doing.    )  ..   tell..   tell  me  what's  okay.   you're..   so  pretty. 
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paradisaeas

y – yeah.   okay.  we have time. plenty of it.  [  his throat goes dry,  and when his shirt is removed,  he cannot help but curl into himself slightly,  looking down with burning cheeks.  it's not like it's a big secret,  but he's still self conscious without the shirt.  he moves to return the favour, and then back to his  boyfriend's lips to kiss him,  a bit slower this time.  ]  
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