text + image; an invitation

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Type: Text (with image)
Sender ID: vulturvolans (Alhaitham)
To: Public
Subject: Wedding Invitation
Warnings: 500% Gay. You have been warned.

[This particular image will appear on the network without any prior warning one fine day. One will quickly be able to deduce that it is a photo taken from a collection of similar looking invites nearby.]


[Transcript:
Kaveh & Alhaitham
Invite you to share our joy
June 18th
Latrommi (Ignore the fact that it says Eltrut shhh)]

This is Alhaitham.

Kaveh and I are hosting a celebration as detailed above. RSVP with him if you wish to attend so that we can make the necessary arrangements. You may also do the same with me, but note that I have changed my shellphone ID to the one you currently see.

[...and yeah he's just gonna end it there. Eloquent as always, huh?]

Comments

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[Alhaitham is completely unapologetic about his remark, and he shows as much by not reacting to the tug at his ear. Instead he closes his eyes and hums at the touch, allowing himself to enjoy this just a bit more even as his shellphone continues to vibrate against where he has it resting on his stomach.

He'll get to actually responding in a bit, he promises.]

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Lazy...

[Kaveh huffs, but his voice is unmistakeably dripping with fondness, running his hand through Alhaitham's hair and even pulling his fringe back out of his eyes a bit. He can't help but be fond of this ridiculous man. His husband...

...he likes the sound of that.]

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[The admonition does nothing at all when the words themselves are so full of fond affection, and in the face of that the only thing that Alhaitham can do is to let a faint smile come onto his face. He's never shied away from the fact that he enjoys having Kaveh's attention, and to know now that it is something that his senior will give willingly... he likes it very much.]

You're the one encouraging it. [He murmurs after a beat, eyes still closed as he continues to soak in the attention that Kaveh is giving to him. It's still early enough that he doesn't really feel any of his usual drowsiness yet, but he's sure its just a matter of time, especially with how nice the architect's hand continues to feel in his hair.]

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Yes...but you said you'd answer your phone before you fell asleep, Haitham.

[He says this, but Kaveh's lightly scritched at Alhaitham's scalp as he does, so who's really encouraging this laziness here?]

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[Alhaitham hums for a moment, as if thinking about it even though what he really does is to tilt his head up to further entourage that hand.]

I might be persuaded into it with a kiss.

[Yes, he is being this shameless.]

[empyrean_mirror]

Shameless. Lean up a little?

[Because it'll be more comfortable when Kaveh leans down to kiss him and reward this bad behavior.]

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[Kaveh's response is enough to tell Alhaitham that he's won here, and he shows as much with a quirk of his lips before he shifts to lean up as asked so that he can have his requested kiss. And if it lingers for far longer than what a single kiss should take, his hand coming up to rest at the back of Kaveh's neck to keep him close... well, nobody else is here to see, or know.]

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[Kaveh's certainly in no position to call him out on it, only really pulling away when the angle really makes his back complain.]

You are a menace.

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Mmn. You say that, but I don't hear you complaining.

[Totally gonna call Kaveh out on that. Complete with smile and a mischievous gleam in his eyes.]

[empyrean_mirror]

I may not be complaining, but I will get even, Alhaitham.

[That is a promise and a threat.]

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I look forward to it.

[:)]

[empyrean_mirror]

I'm sure you do. Now, keep your promises.

[For now, the noseboop of justice.]

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[Alhaitham huffs and wrinkles his nose at the boop, but doesn't try to argue any further as he picks up his shellphone and gets it back to the post. It only takes a moment from there for the rhythmic sounds of tap tap tap to come up as Alhaitham starts responding to the replies that are already there.]

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[It's fine, he will be rewarded with more scalp scritches. And Kaveh leaning slightly to read Alhaitham's screen, which leads to--]

...I wonder if adepti exist in other worlds?

[Because how else do we explain Daqiang?]

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Considering what we know of Cid's world, its not as far fetched of a notion.

[Should he be more delicate about the whole thing with Cid...? Oh well.

Anyway, he's just gonna wrinkle his nose again, this time at Ranma (who else could it be, really).]