seeing doubles

by winryrockbae

Summary:

A few weeks later, Lumine visited with a message. “Idyia says that your other selves are getting along very, very well. She told me that Mirage Kaveh is always asking how you two are doing?”
Kaveh was not so naive to misunderstand the meaning of ‘very, very well’. His chest felt tight as he answered shortly. “We’re fine.”

with an extra alhaitham and an extra kaveh running around, it only makes sense to put them together.

Notes:

i wrote this in a frenzy i like i think i blacked out and when i came to it was on my screen

there is no beta we die like kaveh's ass

ps. i gave red haitham and blue kaveh some little nicknames for when they are being referred to by real haikaveh and the names actually mean something (according to google translate so pls forgive me if i'm wrong)

Kavi [Hindu: A wise man or poet ]
Hai [Arabic: Living or vital] 

Chapter 1

“Kaveh!” 

The architect whirled, the familiar high-pitched voice of Paimon calling for his attention over the buzz of the Bazaar. 

“Paimon. Traveler, what can I do for you?” Kaveh hoisted his grocery bag up on his hip and smiled brightly. He hadn’t seen the pair for quite some time, he’d thought they were on their way to Fontaine, so running into them here was a pleasant surprise. 

“We saw you!” 

“Er, yes? You have?” Kaveh shot a questioning look towards Lumine, hoping that she would elaborate on Paimon’s vagueness. 

“We saw a mirror image of you,” Lumine started then frowned, “or a clone rather?” 

“Excuse me?” Kaveh sputtered, nearly spilling his groceries over and grabbing at the bag to prevent any more veggies from falling out the top. Paimon luckily had swooped down quickly enough to snatch the wayward tomatoes before they hit the ground, her tiny body struggling to hold the two plump veggies… or were they fruit? Either way, that wasn’t the topic of the conversation. “A clone? Of me ?”  

“A hydro eidolon copy, in the Veluriyam Mirage.” 

“He had blue hair!” Paimon exclaimed, gently putting the groceries back in the bag. 

“It looked good on you.” Lumine smiled sweetly, as she often did. 

“Oh! I recall that now. I’m not surprised you two wandered upon that place.” He couldn’t believe he’d forgotten about that, when he gave Idyia permission to create a hydro copy of himself to remain in the mirage to keep her company and to continue living out his dreams (completely debt-free) within Bottleland. “How was he?” 

“He was–” 

“So nice and calm! He didn’t get upset at anything!” Paimon interrupted and Kaveh felt his eye twitch slightly. Ah, so that’s how he would be if he wasn’t buried under a mountain of debt and stuck in Alhaitham’s house– wait! 

Alhaitham! 

He had been tied up with a certain issue in the past weeks, only having explained it to Kaveh when the architect had showed up and found two Alhaitham’s arguing with one another in the living room. Since that day, when the Red Alhaitham had pressed him against the wall without warning and made him feel some type of way, the corrupted version of himself had been relegated to the Akademiya and locked in the Grand Sage’s Office. Following Alhaitham’s resignation from the position, Red had been sent to the Sanctuary of Surasthana– but despite Lord Kusanali’s kindness, the issue was still Alhaitham’s to deal with. 

And Kaveh was sick of hearing his roommate constantly complaining about himself . 

“Sorry you two, I have to go!” Kaveh didn’t offer any sort of explanation or apology as he gathered up his groceries, securing them as best he could in his arms and sprinting home. 

It was with sweat beading on his temples and gasping breaths that he threw open his front door managing to startle Alhaitham, who was rarely surprised by anything. 

“Kaveh, what are you doing to the front door–” 

“I know what to do with the corrupted version of yourself.” Kaveh panted out, sliding to the floor and settling the grocery bag between his thighs. Alhaitham peered down at him, interested enough not to comment on the state Kaveh arrived in. “There’s a- a mirage. In the desert. Bottle-bottleland.” He crunched over, sucking in air as he fought to catch his breath. Alhaitham must have really been eager to hear Kaveh’s idea on ridding himself of his clone, because there was some shuffling , Alhaitham’s distinct even footfalls, and then a cool glass of water pressing itself against Kaveh’s cheek. 

He gulped down the water like a slut, droplets sneaking out past the corners of his lips and dripping down onto his shirt before he pulled it away with a gasp. “A mirage in the desert. I’m there too.” 

“Wipe your chin and then explain further.” 

✧༺♥༻✧

“You’re carting me around as if I’m a criminal. My only crime is existing on the same plane as him .” The Red Alhaitham, whom Kaveh had taken to calling Hai in his head, hissed as they escorted him out of the Sanctuary of Surasthana in the dead of night. Alhaitham’s twin in all regards, except the redness of his eyes and accessories, anything green on his person was replaced with a crimson that looked so harsh and out of place. He was more cruel, his temper even shorter and his advances surprising and aggressive. Already he’d attempted to manhandle Kaveh several times. “Perhaps I am the original and he is the corrupt one.” 

“You would do well to shut up .” Alhaitham snapped back, his temper (the one that no one believes is there, despite Kaveh’s warnings) flaring up. “It is by the decree of Lesser Lord Kusanali that you are allowed to live, but my patience is wearing thin and my blade might just slip–” 

“Alhaitham!” Kaveh gasped, wondering that if Alhaitham killed Hai, if it would be considered some form of suicide. Maybe. Honestly, it could be therapeutic… okay, no, no. Focus, Kaveh . “You would disobey the Archon herself?”

Both of them shrugged. This was going to be a long night. 

After having explained about the Mirage to Alhaitham, Kaveh had found the traveler once more and gone back with her and Paimon. Idiya was thrilled to see him again, bombarding him with questions about his life outside. He answered vaguely, looking to Lumine for help, relaxing once she took over and explained the problem with the extra Alhaitham. Idyia was happy to help, requesting that they give her a day to gather up Hydro Kaveh and let him know what would be happening, then they were free to bring Hai to his new home. To Kaveh, the whole ordeal vaguely reminded him of his childhood neighbors, who gave away puppies after their dog had a litter and they were unable to keep them all. 

Essentially that’s what they were doing, rehoming a pet. Except that the pet was a copy of the smartest, most insufferable man on the planet, only more reckless  and less inhibited. Not a great combination. 

With Idyia’s permission, they brought the idea to Lesser Lord Kusanali, who was thrilled with the thought that Alhaitham and Kaveh would be together in another domain as well, while Hat Guy grumbled something under his breath behind her. 

So here they were, in the middle of the night trudging out to the middle of the desert with two Alhaitham’s and a Kaveh that was equal parts excited and nervous. It was like bringing a puppy home and hoping that the family cat didn’t claw its face off. Though based on what Lumine and Paimon had said, the Hydro Kaveh was extremely pleasant, which seemed almost unfair considering how unpleasant Hai was. He’d broken away from them on the way there and torn through a camp of treasure hoarders, laughing as he sent them scattering. His blades had been confiscated, but it didn’t stop him from picking one of theirs off the ground and running several men through with it before he was brought back under control. 

He snipped and snarled at Kaveh afterwards as the architect rid him of the blood splattered across his face, chiding him about needing to make a good first impression on his other self. 

“Why do I need to impress him? I can just push you down and have my way with you in the sand right now. You’d let me too, wouldn't you?” 

“Absolutely not!” Kaveh drew away with his face flaming, crowding back towards the safety of his Alhaitham, who looked towards his other self with complete loathing. 

The rest of their trip was rather uneventful, the Alhaitham’s argued and Hai took a swing at one point and repeatedly refused to give up pawing all over Kaveh, but at least there wasn’t another massacre. Kaveh was exhausted by the time dawn was just starting to peek over the dunes, the bright, early morning light catching on something glass and making it shine. 

“There it is!” Kaveh pointed, shifting excitedly to stand on his tiptoes. He could have sworn that the Alhaitham’s shared a look, but the moment was quickly broken when Hai reached for his waist and before Kaveh could even refute him, Alhaitham had slapped the offending hand away. 

“Don’t touch him.” 

The knowing smirk that curled at Hai’s lips twisted something in Kaveh’s stomach, but instead of focusing on it he huffed and trotted forward towards the mirage to deal with the task at hand. “What will you do about it, then? You coward .” 

“They’re expecting us.” 

“Do we have to escort him in?” Alhaitham said and  if he were man that whined would have done so, yet Kaveh would say he groaned.  

“I feel like a child being dropped off at school.” Hai grumbled, his arm sliding around Kaveh’s waist and roughly tugging him closer. He peered at Alhaitham over Kaveh’s head. “I’d like to tear you apart,” before he looked down at Kaveh, grip tightening almost painfully, “How about a goodbye kiss for your junior?” 

“You’re insatiable!” Kaveh flailed out of the man’s grip as Alhaitham fisted Hai’s collar and yanked him away. “Everyone just get in the damn mirage.” 

“Normally I wouldn’t be inclined to take orders from you, but I’ll indulge you just this once.” Hai crooned and Kaveh felt his face flush. “Perhaps I can give you some later…” 

“ Get in there! ” 

✧༺♥༻✧

As promised, Idiya was waiting with the Hydro Kaveh for them when they arrived. It was definitely strange to see, he immediately understood Alhaitham’s frustration with having Hai around as he looked the other version of himself.  

The other Kaveh was bright eyed and interested in everything, his eyes and hair a light blue. He lacked dark circles under his eyes and he was happily chattering away to Idyia, though they were too far away to hear much. When he turned there were small lights dancing around the crown of his head, as if there were tiny water droplets catching every ray of the false sun with his movements. He looked excited, rolling back and forth on his heels as he waited. The crimson in his outfit was replaced with deep blue and Kaveh cocked his head, he actually thought the color was flattering with his skin tone– perhaps he would add some to his own wardrobe. 

“Idyia!” Kaveh called out and waved to get their attention and before Idiya could reply, the other Kaveh, whom Kaveh would now refer to as Kavi, waved back enthusiastically.  Kavi called out a greeting as he darted forward, immediately taking one of Alhaitham’s hands in both of his. 

“I’m so glad that you’re going to be staying here with me, Haitham.” He spoke freely, without even a hint of reservation or second guessing, far too open with his emotions and his feelings and Kaveh suddenly felt strangled by every word he’d never said. 

“Not me.” Alhaitham’s eyes had gone a bit wide, fingers twitching in Kavi’s gentle grip. 

“Oh, oops!” He giggled. Fucking giggled , before stepping up to Hai, his hands clasped behind his back as he fearlessly leaned forward and looked up into his red eyes. “So you’re the one that’ll be staying with me.” 

“Looks like it.” Hai snarled, as prickly as ever. 

“Oh, don’t be like that, Haitham.” Kavi hummed. Hai’s hand darted out, gripping Kavitightly  by the chin but he was unperturbed. He pouted a bit petulantly. “So possessive already. You don’t have to be so handsy, I’m not going anywhere.” 

Kaveh, lips parted as if to snap at Hai for his behavior, was surprised to see the man release his grip and fall into silent contemplation. Is that all he’d had to do? Just accept it?! That knowledge would have made their trip here so much easier. 

Kavi brushed past Hai, trotting up to Kaveh and clasping his hands. “I’m so happy to see you too!” 

“Oh, y-yes. This is quite… interesting.” Kaveh stumbled over his words a bit, temper snapping a bit as he heard Alhaitham huff out a quiet laugh. 

“And you’ve brought my Haitham to me. I owe you both thanks.” Kavi, though so similar to Kaveh, had a strange innocence about him. He was genuinely thanking them for bringing a monster for him to look after. 

“Your Haitham?” Alhaitham asked, his voice light with teasing. 

Kavi, however, didn’t catch it or he just didn’t care to pick up an argument. “Yes, my Haitham. Are you not this Kaveh’s Haitham?” 

Kaveh felt his face heat up ( again! ), and noticed a light pink blush dusting over Alhaitham’s nose and the apples of his cheeks, even reaching the very tips of his ears. 

“No, we do not belong to each other.” Alhaitham answered and Kaveh, strangely enough, felt the words like a punch to the gut. 

“Oh, a shame.” Kavi released Alhaitham’s hands and brushed off his clothing, the same habit that Kaveh had when ending a business meeting. “Well, I suppose I should take Haitham home and show him everything.” A pause as his bright blue eyes flicked between Kaveh and Alhaitham, sizing them up. “Best of luck to you two. Haitham, come on now.” 

Hai trailed after Kavi with one final, rude gesture to his original self. His hand easily slid into the keyhole in the back of Kavi’s blouse, fingertips appearing almost gentle as the two of them wandered off; Kavi chatting, Hai stroking up and down the knobs of his spine, seemingly placated now that his possessiveness instinct had been indulged.  

“They seem to be getting along already.” Idiya seemed pleased. 

“Good for them.” Alhaitham hummed and Kaveh felt himself pop off. 

“What the Archons is that supposed to mean!?” 

✧༺♥༻✧

A few weeks later, Lumine visited with a message.  “Idyia says that your other selves are getting along very, very well. She told me that Mirage Kaveh is always asking how you two are doing?” 

Kaveh was not so naive to misunderstand the meaning of ‘very, very well’. His chest felt tight as he answered shortly. “We’re fine.” 

✧༺♥༻✧

Idiya had watched them closely, especially during the first couple of days. Haitham was volatile, he’d lunged at the other Hydro Eidolons and nearly howled with frustration when they materialized out of his grasp, dripping through his fingers to soak into the ground. His rage, barely contained, was nerve wracking and she worried for her Kaveh. 

However, it turned out that her worries were for naught, as Kaveh seemed perfectly content to deal with Haitham. 

In the attic of the playwright’s stage, where Kaveh couldn’t reach the documents he desired.  

“Haitham, can you come here for a minute?” 

And Haitham would press up against Kaveh’s back, reaching above him and retrieving it with no complaint. 

In their shared home, Idiya would spy Haitham through the windows, sweeping or dusting, completing some mundane task that Kaveh had so carefully assigned to him. When he locked eyes with others, his lips would pull back in a snarl, eyes flashing with the threat-no, the promise- of violence. 

Only for Kaveh to appear and tut at him, his nails raking through Haitham’s hair as he gently scratched at his scalp or rubbed him gently behind his ears. Like a feral dog who had only taken to one person. 

And like feral dogs, they were loud, so once Idyia heard those noises, she no longer checked on them through the windows. 

When the traveler returned and asked about the pair, Idiya was embarrassed beyond belief to share how well they were getting on. 

✧༺♥༻✧

Ever since his Haitham was brought to him, Kaveh had felt happier than he had in a while. He’d never been unhappy, per se, but something had felt like it was missing. Haitham was his missing piece, the two of them slotting together so perfectly that Kaveh couldn’t help wondering why his other self and the other Haitham didn’t belong to one another. They’d even seemed peeved at the very idea of it. . 

Kaveh had barely let Haitham into their shared home before the other man was on him, tearing at his clothes and marking him all up. How could the other Kaveh live with his Alhaitham and resist the man? Unless the other Haitham was restrained, perhaps the forwardness and the desire were traits left to his own Haitham, ones that he would be happy to accept. 

“ Haithaaaaam. ” He called out from the divan, lounging on it without a care in the world because genuinely, what do hydro eidolons have to worry about? Like a dog called to his master, Haitham soon appeared from the other room, his gaze falling on Kaveh immediately. Kaveh shivered under the scrutiny of crimson irises, pursing his lips into a pout and holding his arms out wide. “I need attention, and I desire it from you.” 

“I always desire you.” Haitham was on him in a second, his large hand splayed over Kaveh’s stomach, firmly holding him in place. “

“Did you not already desire and have me this morning?” 

“And yet here you are calling for me again.” Haitham hummed, his eyes flashing before  his mouth immediately went to work at  Kaveh’s throat, biting and nipping with the intent to mark. 

“You are so possessive, you mark me up at every opportunity–” His complaint tapered off into a moan as Haithaim’s talented tongue laved a path over the sensitive hollow of Kaveh’s throat. His nails dug into Haitham’s shoulders, grinding himself up and hooking his legs over Haitham’s hips. “Surely you can take your time with me?” 

“I can’t.” Haitham growled into the crook of Kaveh’s neck, already divulging them both of their clothes, one hand gripping at Kaveh’s thigh as he spread him open. “I am impatient to have you, as always, habibi .” 

A full body shudder ran through Kaveh, he easily lifted his arms to aid in ridding himself of his blouse. It was surely a record, or a talent of some sort, how quickly Haitham was able to undress him. “Perhaps tonight then?” 

“Mmmm, tonight I will worship you.” Haitham scraped his teeth against one of Kaveh’s sensitive nipples, causing him to squirm and whimper, Kaveh could tell that the sound went straight to his dick as it poked against his thigh. Just to tease, he rubbed his inner thigh against Haitham’s hard cock, watching as the man above him slowly lost his hard earned composure. “But right now, I am going to claim you again. You are mine .” 

“Of course, and I am happy to be.” Kaveh said sweetly, leaning up and capturing Haitham’s lips with his own. Red and blue eyes fluttered closed as they kissed, gently, before Haitham added teeth and bit at Kaveh’s lip, pushing him flat down onto his back. “And you are mine.” 

“For always.” Haitham agreed easily, though at this point, with Kaveh bent in half at the waist, his thighs spread and his hole on display for those hungry, hungry eyes– Haitham would agree to anything. He crooked his neck and without warning, slipped his tongue into Kaveh’s entrance, earning a full bodied shudder. He was relentless, licking and slurping, adding in a couple of fingers and pressing against the little spot inside that made stars erupt behind Kaveh’s eyelids. As smitten and devoted as he was, he was still cruel, pressing and prodding enough to bring Kaveh to the cusp several times in just a few moments, his long, talented fingers playing the eidolon like a finely tuned instrument. 

Kaveh was practically sobbing, sucking in deep, gasping breaths in between his noises of pleasure. He brought his hands to his face, overwhelmed, and found that he was actually weeping, sparkling tears dripping down his rounded, flushed cheeks and disappearing into the soft blue locks he clipped back in the same style as his out-of-bottle counterpart. A clip dug into the back of his head and he leaned forward, half to take the pressure off and half to grab at Haitham, his hands grasping at the man’s hair and tugging their faces closer, breaths mingling in hot puffs as he choked out his demand.  

“Ah! Ah, Haitham! I am still loose from this morning! I want–I want you!” 

With something resembling the roar of a beast, Haitham tore his fingers from him and flipped Kaveh over, easily setting him on his hands and knees. A firm grip to the back of his head, hand tangled in his hair maneuvered him to his elbows, back arching in a way he knew was tempting. He didn’t hesitate to shake his ass a bit, goading Haitham on and earning a harsh smack to the flesh that had him jolting forward with a yelp. 

“Brat.” Haitham muttered fondly, lining himself up and slowly pushing in while keeping a tight, steady grip in Kaveh’s hair. Domineering, but also protective, he felt safe, caged in under his lover’s muscled frame. “It’s so fucking hot that you can slick up.”

“Don’t be nasty, Haitham.” 

He felt Haitham shifting around behind him, warmth against his back as the other man leaned forward and nipped sharply at his ear. “You love when I’m nasty.” 

Kaveh shrugged. “Be nasty then.” 

The first time they’d fucked, it had been animalistic, biting and scratching– several pieces of furniture in their home had been smashed to pieces as Haitham devoured him whole and Kaveh had let him. The second time, Kaveh spoke up, he asked for tenderness, for care. He made Haitham slow down, take his time and him apart. They’d fallen into a rhythm since then, sometimes more tender or sometimes more rough, always reading one another correctly. Kaveh felt that sometimes Haitham knew what he wanted, or needed, even more than he did himself. 

“As you wish.” Haitham purred, again animalistic in his actions as he slammed his hips forward, burying himself to the root in Kaveh. Kaveh was loud, uninhibited, he didn’t care if the whole of Bottleland heard his pleasure. EAch thrust brought forth the slap of skin on skin and a whorish moan, Kaveh both unable and unwilling to suppress himself for any reason.

The pleasure made his mind go blissfully blank, the thoughts he’d spent the morning mulling over were reduced to a pleasant buzz in the back of his skull as pleasure overwhelmed him enough that all he could do was go limp and allow Haitham to use him as he pleased. There was always a certain pleasure in giving himself into Haitham’s hands, into his control, because he knew that Haitham would take care of him. Haitham would bring them both to pleasure together, using Kaveh’s body, deriving pleasure and distributing it, sharing it so that they could finish together and collapse in a pile of sweat and satisfaction. 

“Are you close?” Kaveh gasped out against the pillows, pushing his head back into Alhaitham’s fist. It was still tangled tightly into his hair, blue strands wound through his fingers in a way that stung just enough to pull Kaveh onto the line between pain and pleasure, to keep him satisfied and wanting at the same time. “I- I am.” 

“Good.” Haitham’s thrusts picked up, the hand not in Kaveh’s hair went to his hip and held it tight enough that Kaveh could almost feel the bruises bursting under his fingertips. “I am too.” 

“Together?” Kaveh whined, needy and high. 

“Yes.” Haitham’s thrusts were adjusted slightly, slamming himself into Kaveh’s prostate and making the eidolon howl . “There it is. You’re doing so well, Kaveh.”  

It only took a couple more thrusts for Kaveh to finish all over himself, his clear, water-like spend splattering across some of his tummy and the divan below him.  Haitham’s hand slid from his hip to his stomach, smearing his fingers through the slick substance and bringing it to his mouth, sucking it off his fingers as his hips stuttered and he groaned, pumping his own release deep into Kaveh and staying there, hunched over him for a good thirty seconds as he caught his breath. 

Haitham, as usual, was the first to move. He gently untangled his fist from Kaveh’s hair and smoothed out the strands before shuffling away. Kaveh sank down, ignoring the uncomfortable sensation of laying in his own cum, and sighed happily. 

“ Haithaaaam .” He sang, eyes closed as a breeze blew in the window and ruffled his hair. “You make me happy.” 

“And you, I.” Haitham returned with a soft towel, cleaning up between Kaveh’s legs and rolling him to a clean spot on the divan before wiping his belly. Kaveh’s eyes fluttered open, bright blue and sparkling. 

“Really?” 

“Would I lie?” 

“Yes.”

“To you.”

“No.” Kaveh leaned up and caught Haitham’s lips in a soft kiss before he stretched his arms above his head and flopped gracelessly over Haitham’s lap. “Do you love me? I love you.” 

“Yes.” 

“Say it!” He turned and pouted, lower lip protruding. 

“I,” Haitham leaned down and kissed the corner of his mouth, “love” he kissed the other corner, “you.” He planted his lips right in the middle of Kaveh’s mouth, kissing him like they had all the time in the world. 

And, Kaveh supposed, by living in Bottleworld, they did.

Notes:

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Chapter 2

Summary:

a visit acts as a catalyst

Notes:

i'm here with the yaoi you ordered

(this is un-beta'd so i hope it's good...)

“Come on Alhaitham, you’re telling me you’re not the least bit curious about how they’re doing?” Kaveh prodded, nudging his shoulder against his grumpy roommate’s bicep. 

“My first true day off in weeks and you are dragging me along to see what our copies are doing. I wouldn’t be surprised if the other version of myself has ripped the hydro eidolon Kaveh to shreds. He was feral with corrupt knowledge.” Alhaitham grumbled, not pleased with having the only day that his calendar was well and truly clear being spent trekking to a bottled domain in the desert, but after hearing from the Traveler that their doubles were getting along well, Kaveh’s curiosity had been peaked. 

“Idiya said that they were getting along well.” Kaveh hummed, linking his fingers behind his back as he marched up the winding path to the home where Idiya said their doubles resided. Alhaitham made a displeased noise, sticking his nose back in his book and following closely after Kaveh to avoid tripping himself up. Kaveh had the nasty thought that maybe he would walk over a root just to see Alhaitham land on his face, but knowing Alhaitham, somehow Kaveh would end up being the one embarrassed. 

The house was similar in construction to their own in the real world, though there were some trademark Bottleworld elements to it that made it more whimsical; brighter flowers, streamers hanging from the roof, and a small garden off to the side. It was cute, and Kaveh was a bit jealous of the space they had outside the home, considering he and the real Alhaitham had no semblance of a yard due to living in the middle of the city. 

“Hello?” Kaveh rapped lightly on the door, turning to Alhaitham with a bright grin as a breathy ‘Come in!’ sounded from inside. 

“We came to see how things are going– oh!! ” Kaveh yelped as they entered the living room to the sight of Hai entering Kavi. Kaveh panicked, turning around to leave and immediately bumping against Alhaitham’s solid form, bouncing off his roommate’s bulk and throwing out an arm to balance himself. Alhaitham grabbed Kaveh by the wrist, effectively spinning him back around and allowing him to catch sight of himself, open mouthed and whimpering as he was split open on an impressive cock. 

Kavi was braced against the wall, his blue hair gathered in one of Hai’s fists as the corrupted scribe slammed into him. “O-oh! Hello!” He gasped out, unperturbed by the audience. “We were– ah! expecting you.” 

“You were?” Alhaitham hummed, his fingers still loosely circled around Kaveh’s wrist. Hai released Kavi’s hair, crooking his fingers at Kaveh and smirking, never breaking pace. 

“Why don’t you come and join us, Kaveh?” He crooned, beckoning. “I can easily please you both. You can wait outside.” He added as Alhaitham tugged Kaveh closer to him. 

“Ah-Haitham!” Kavi whined, crystalline tears dripping down his cheeks and Kaveh felt his cock twitch in his pants. Oh god, was he jealous of his other self? Of the pure fucking ecstasy that he seemed to be experiencing on the receiving end of a pounding by a cock so beautiful Kaveh wanted to cry about it. And it was Hai’s… which meant that it was probably the same as Alhaitham’s…. Oh no. What a dangerous train of thought to board. 

“Come on, Love.” Hai purred, sticking his fingers into Kavi’s mouth, though his crimson gaze remained fixed on the pair by the door. He even angled Kavi, who was still unbothered by their company, towards them as he brought him to orgasm completely untouched. Kaveh risked a glance back at his own Alhaitham, not surprised to see his expression revealed nothing but he did have pink flushed across his cheeks and over the tips of his ears. Interesting. 

Not that Kaveh could even tease him about it, because he was fully hard. Thankfully his outfit could conceal it but… Alhaitham didn’t have so much drapery over his dick. Kaveh couldn’t help himself; he flicked his gaze down to Alhaitham’s crotch and had to swallow a desperate whine at the huge outline he saw straining against the dark fabric. 

He tried to look away quickly, but he knew he’d been caught by the telltale feeling of Alhaitham’s eyes boring holes into the back of his head. At least Alhaitham had released his wrist and he crossed his arms awkwardly. “We can just come back later–“ 

“Oh, no! Please, stay.” Kavi surged forward, bare feet pattering across the tiled floor with cum leaking down his thighs. “I didn’t realize that you would be so uncomfortable by the act–“ 

“It’s because my other self hasn’t fucked this Kaveh yet.” Hai (cock still casually hanging out of his pants, by the way!) reached out and grabbed Kaveh by the jaw, earning a surprised squawk from both Kaveh’s. The hydro Kaveh looked upset, his lower lip wobbling even as Alhaitham snatched Kaveh back and blocked Hai’s access to him with his own body. 

“You don’t love each other?” Those big blue eyes filled with tears again, dripping down his flushed cheeks and down his neck. Hai, one to give into his urges, leaned forward and licked them off, punctuating the action with a soft kiss to Kavi’s temple. 

“They’re weighed down by inhibitions.” Hai explained, looking smug. A crooked grin, one that was more handsome on Alhaitham’s features than it had any right to be, tugged at his mouth and revealed a pointed canine. “Pathetic, really.” 

“It’s terrible!” Kavi pressed forward, pressing his naked form against Kaveh and Alhaitham, tugging them in for what some might call a group hug. His body was cool to the touch, despite the rigorous physical activity he’d just been partaking in and Kaveh couldn’t help but press his blush against the soft hollow of his other self’s throat. Kavi nuzzled him back and Kaveh realized that he was horribly, horribly touch starved because with a whisper of a whine he pressed even closer. Alhaitham had become as still as a statue. 

“Too bad I don’t have a kamera.” Hai finally tucked himself away, swiping a drink off a nearby table and drinking it messily, the droplets cascading down his jaw and throat and soaking into the collar of his shirt. He wiped his mouth, watching as Alhaitham pried Kavi’s arm from his waist and the two Kaveh’s clung to one another. “This is quite a scene, is it not, Haitham?”

“Keep your eyes to yourself.” Alhaitham growled, despite having his own gaze fixed on the Kaveh’s as well. As soon as he felt the heat in his face recede, Kaveh pulled back and waited for Kavi to do the same. 

“I am glad that the two of you are getting along.” He said after a moment of deliberation. 

“I am happy that you brought my Haitham to me.” Kavi said brightly, one hand reaching out to freely stroke the sharp line of Hai’s jaw. The corrupt scribe was mellow under Kavi’s touch and Kaveh felt his stomach jolt at the idea that maybe he could touch his Alhaitham like that, someday. “I am only sorry that we figured out our feelings first.” 

And perhaps if that had come from someone other than Kavi, it would seem like a jab but from the hydro eidolon it was genuine, an admission of the feelings that Kaveh himself was swallowing down like bitter cold medicine. 

“We have to go, perhaps we will visit again someday.” Kaveh turned and left abruptly, leaving Alhaitham face to face with the doubles.  

“Good luck.” Hai sneered, his arm snaking around Kavi’s waist as the eidolon scolded him. 

“I don’t require luck from you.” Alhaitham said as the door swung shut, walking a little quicker than usual to catch up to where Kaveh was storming down the path. Kaveh could hear what was going on behind him when a random hydro eidolon popped up in the middle of the path and Alhaitham groaned, dodging it and breaking into a light jog to reach Kaveh. He grabbed his elbow, clearly surprised to see Kaveh’s bright eyes lined with tears. 

“Kaveh?” 

“I want to go home.” Kaveh said and Alhaitham obliged. The walk back was silent, but for some reason Alhaitham never took his book back out. Perhaps it was the charged air between them, or that Kaveh was in so much distress that he kept stumbling and it wasn’t safe to follow in his footsteps with his nose in a book. Either way, the fact that they were traveling in silence and Alhaitham wasn’t reading was extremely awkward. 

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Alhaitham didn’t actually speak again until they crossed the threshold of their shared home, Kaveh kicking off his shoes before making a beeline for the kitchen. He was quick to get himself water, taking small sips and staring out the window, not looking over at Alhaitham as the other man entered the room behind him. 

“You’re upset.” 

“I’m not.” 

“You always scrunch your nose like that when you’re angry.” 

“I’m not angry.” 

“Which is something you only say when you are.” Alhaitham said again, not even flinching as Kaveh finished his glass of water and whirled to face him. 

“I’m not.” Kaveh grit out, stepping towards the hallway and balking in surprise when Alhaitham didn’t back down to let him pass. He remained in the doorway, stubbornly blocking the way. 

“Have I upset you?” 

Some of the fight went out of Kaveh. This wasn’t completely Alhaitham’s fault. “You haven’t. I’m just tired.” 

“Are you going to bed?” Alhaitham looked towards the clock, knowing Kaveh didn’t usually go to bed until much later. 

“No, I’ll take a bath.” 

Kaveh managed to squirm past Alhaitham and scurry into the bathroom, his heart racing for reasons he wasn’t quite ready to think about. In fact, the only thing he could think about was the look of pure bliss on Kavi’s face while Hai fucked him speechless against a wall. In front of an audience. 

Is that what he’d look like, brought to pleasure by Alhaitham? 

It was a dangerous thing to be thinking, that was certain, Kaveh chewed his lower lip as he shed his clothes and waited for the bath to fill as he tried to direct his thoughts anywhere else, but the warm water and the peaceful quiet of the bathroom was making his thoughts fuzzy and the tension seep from his muscles in a way that invited intrusive desires. 

Kaveh sighed loudly, the sound filling the steamy bathroom as he slid a hand down his stomach, shifting as his abs jumped under his fingertips. He was already half hard and he gave his cock an experimental tug, a surprised noise escaping the back of his throat. God, Kavi had looked so full, so contently split open – Kaveh worked himself faster, suddenly so hard that it hurt. 

The gleaming look in Hai’s eyes was so intense, so devoted, that Kaveh felt like his heart was cracking in two. If their counterparts felt that way, it meant that they did too, right? 

Then how come Alhaitham had never made any sort of move? 

Perhaps Alhaitham’s repressed desires to fuck Kaveh borne out of anger rather than lust. He thought about fucking Kaveh to release his pent up hatred, a cathartic release for a pair of people who never learned to communicate past petty arguments and misunderstandings. Kaveh’s chest felt hollow at the thought, his heart breaking, while he continued to thumb over the head of his cock underwater. He sniffled, emotions bubbling up in his throat, strangling him, he wanted to cry and scream and beat his fists bloody against the bathroom tile; instead all he could do was keep jerking off because his cock was so fucking hard that it was legitimately painful. 

He thought of Kavi and Hai, of the way they looked, the sounds they made and with a muffled cry he came in milky strands into his bathwater. 

Ew . 

He felt ashamed immediately, sitting in cooling water that was dirtied with his own cum. With fumbling hands he pulled the plug and scrabbled against the side of the tub to stand and grab his towel, drying off in a tired haze. Apart from everything else, going to the desert and back in a day was no small feat. Down to his very bones he was tired, unsure, and wanted nothing more than to curl up and sleep until the confusing feelings in his chest and in his head quieted and left him alone. 

Slowly, so slowly, he toweled himself off and choked down the familiar shame of touching himself to the image of his roommate. Once he was dry, he pulled on his fluffy bathrobe and brushed out his hair. He’d forgotten his house slippers in his haste, but the cool tile of their shared home was comforting under his feet. He cracked the door open and peered out. 

The lights in the kitchen and the living room were off, so he quietly emerged and scurried to the kitchen with the intention of snagging some pita bread to munch on in bed like a starved rat. 

“Kaveh.” Alhaitham’s voice surprised him and Kaveh shrieked, heart pounding in his chest. 

“Don’t– don’t do that!” He snapped, gathering up the front of his bathrobe in his fist while trying to calm the rapid beating of his heart.  

“Do what? Walk around my own home?” 

“Sneak up on me in the dark, you animal!” Kaveh kicked out, his bare foot connecting with Alhaitham’s shin. The younger man didn’t flinch and Kaveh sucked in a gasp. His action definitely hurt him more than Alhaitham, that prick. 

He couldn’t believe he jerked off to that guy– oh shit . 

Kaveh felt his face growing hot and he was glad that the hallway was dark. 

“Never mind.” Kaveh shuffled to the kitchen, annoyed that one foot was tender. Pita bread then bed. That was the plan. 

“Have you been thinking about them? About what we saw?” Alhaitham followed him. “I have.” 

Kaveh opened his mouth to retort, before the full weight of the words sank in. “You have?” 

“I haven’t been able to stop.” 

Oh . When did Alhaitham get so close? Kaveh held the slice of pita between them like a shield, swallowing as Alhaitham gently took it and placed it on the table before advancing forward again. 

“But, it isn’t as though you occupying my thoughts is new. You have been a resident there for quite some time.” 

“Don’t tease me, Alhaitham.” Kaveh’s eyes darted around, looking for an escape. But Alhaitham, curse him, knew him too well and blocked any potential exit with his broad frame. The only way Kaveh might hope to escape was throwing open the window and leaping out into the streets of Sumeru, which he did honestly consider for a moment and most likely would have done if he wasn’t in a bathrobe. 

“I’m not.” Alhaitham was closer still, Kaveh could feel the warmth emanating off the other even before he pressed his hands against Alhaitham’s chest in an effort to prevent him from encroaching into Kaveh’s space any more. All it did was give him a couple handfuls of muscled pecs and Kaveh yelped as his back hit the wall, now completely boxed in. “But you are avoiding my gaze so adamantly. Have my feelings upset you so much that you cannot bear to look at me, Kaveh?” 

“No!” Kaveh felt panic rise in his throat, eyes snapping to meet with Alhaitham’s unique ones. “I’m just… processing.” 

Alhaitham sighed, gaze boring into Kaveh’s. “And how long will that take? I think I have been quite patient, Senior .” 

“I– you!!” Kaveh, honest to archons, stomped his foot and immediately felt his cheeks flush at his childish display. “You’re teasing me!” 

“I’m not, you’re just too caught up in your own foolish thoughts to accept that I might actually have true feelings for you.” Alhaitham sounded terse, one hand finding Kaveh’s hip and giving a squeeze. Before Kaveh could protest again, soft lips found his and he was sinking into Alhaitham’s hold, held up by his hands and his thigh, gently wedged between Kaveh’s legs. Alhaitham’s lips were soft, softer than Kaveh would have expected, and he tasted of the coffee and zaytun peaches he’d indulged in while Kaveh was in the bath. The taller man was insistent, swiping his tongue along the seam of Kaveh’s mouth, wordlessly requesting access and Kaveh was weak to his whims, parting his lips and allowing Alhaitham to devour him whole. He was grasping at Alhaitham’s shoulders, slowly grinding against his leg, feeling the heat rise in his cheeks and to the tips of his ears– then Alhaitham pulled away. 

Kaveh sucked in a breath, chest heaving as he leaned forward with the intention to capture his junior’s lips once more, but Alhaitham held himself out of reach, his pupils blown wide, lips swollen and parted slightly. “I’m taking you to bed.” 

“Please.” Kaveh’s stomach swooped as Alhaitham swept him off his feet. “Archons, please .”

It was new to be allowed to touch Alhaitham this way, Kaveh’s hands roaming across his chest, up his neck to cradle his jaw as he peppered kisses along the skin as Alhaitham carried him. One of his hands found its way to the base of Alhaitham’s skull, fingers toying with the short strands there before giving a sharp tug. 

“Are you as perverted as your counterpart?” He teased, wriggling in Alhaitham’s hold, yelping as Alhaitham’s fingers dug into his ribs, tickling him . 

“I should be asking you the same question.” He hummed, pushing open the door to his room and dumping Kaveh onto the bed before quickly crawling over him. His gaze was sharp, unfaltering and Kaveh felt stripped raw under it. “Your counterpart was the one that was naked. At least mine was clothed.” 

“Yours probably stripped me naked and- and defiled me!” Kaveh rebutted, bringing up a knee and pushing it into Alhaitham’s ribs. The scribe grunted, then used his position and larger frame to manhandle Kaveh into a more docile position, all his sharp edges kept restrained and away from his pressure points. 

“Would you like me to do that?” Alhaitham’s voice was low and raspy, his teeth grazing along Kaveh’s jaw and it took every thread of self control that the he had not to whimper. Instead he cleared his throat as best he could and posed a challenge: 

“Do you think you’re capable ?”

Something flickered in Alhaitham’s gaze and he surged forward, their mouths meeting once more. It was nothing like their kiss in the kitchen, this time it was all tongue and teeth and desperation, clothes being torn away. More specifically, Kaveh’s clothes were pulled off his frame in a manner that was as efficient as it was disorienting. Between being kissed breathless and being divested of his clothes so quickly, Kaveh could barely get his bearings before he felt his hips being lifted, his shoulders pressed into the mattress as he stared up at Alhaitham from between his own knees.  

“You’re so sweet, so pliable.” Alhaitham murmured, holding Kaveh up with one hand while he fished around with the other. A small bottle of lube was procured and Alhaitham, the fucking bastard, guided Kaveh’s legs over onto his broad shoulders and held him there as he coated his fingers in the oil, rubbing them together to warm it. “I would never have guessed, considering the mouth you’ve got on you most times.” 

“Shut u– haaaaaaah .” Kaveh tapered off into a soft whine as a lubed finger slipped into him, pressing against his insides with precision, his body tensing against the intrusion before he felt his eyes roll back as Alhaitham wriggled his finger inside. 

“Fucking Archons, Kaveh.” Alhaitham’s pupils were blown wide with lust, his cheeks flushed as he worked in another finger, causing Kaveh to roll his hips against the stretch and grind himself against Alhaitham’s hand, desperate for more. “I want–” Alhaitham stopped, turning his head to the side and nipping at Kaveh’s calf, crooking his fingers and causing Kaveh’s toes to curl, his feet dangling and flexing in the air behind Alhaitham’s head. A lewd display, but Kaveh felt warm and safe in this space with Alhaitham. To be held so firmly, to be looked at and desired so much, it made something stir in Kaveh’s gut and with horror he realized that he was going to cum with only two of Alhaitham’s fingers fucking into him. 

“Alhaitham! I’m going to– ah!” Kaveh felt warmth on his cheeks, wetness dripping from his eyes and he realized he was sobbing. Soft cries wracking his chest as he desperately clawed at the sheets, at Alhaitham’s arms, at anything that he could reach as Alhaitham not only kept his rhythm, but added a third finger that had Kaveh writhing and yowling against the mattress. 

“I want to ruin you.” 

“Seems it’s in your nature.” Kaveh gasped out, feeling empty as Alhaitham withdrew his hand. Panic gripped his chest, suddenly worried that he’d pushed Alhaitham too far, said the wrong thing, upset him in this moment that was so, so fragile– but the other man was simply freeing himself from his pants, a wry smirk curling at his lips that sent a fresh wave of heat curling in Kaveh’s gut. 

“And it seems like it’s in your nature,” Alhaitham pressed himself against Kaveh’s rim, slowly pushing in as Kaveh choked, adjusting to the cock splitting him open, “to just take it .” 

“You- you bastard.” Kaveh grit out, trying to roll his hips but finding himself held firmly in place. 

“Don’t be a brat.” Alhaitham snapped, grinding himself deeper until he was pressed flush against Kaveh’s ass, the smaller man trapped tight in the confines of Alhaitham’s muscled arms. 

Kaveh scoffed, which flipped a switch in Alhaitham– with little warning he picked up a punishing pace. White hot pleasure raced up Kaveh’s spine, the stretch around Alhaitham’s cock hurt in the best way, the slapping of their skin was nearly drowned out by Kaveh’s wails, he thrashed around in Alhaitham’s grip kicking and writhing as the sensations grew to be too much so quickly. He went from trying to shove the other man away, to grasping at his shoulders, leaving angry red scratches across his chest as he dragged him down and then dug his nails into his shoulder blades, dragging their mouths together desperately. Kaveh nearly lost it at the feeling of stoic  Alhaitham gasping into his mouth, affected by him.  

It was embarrassing, how quickly he was brought to the precipice, but somewhere in the part of his mind that was still able to form coherent thought, he justified it by reminding himself he’d been waiting for this for years, not to mention he was still worked up from the display earlier. As Alhaitham pounded into him, Kaveh remembered how Kavi looked, pinned against the wall and forced to take it and wondered if he looked in a similar way; tears flowing freely down his cheeks and dripping over his hair and ears, Alhaitham’s breath hot against him, teeth nipping into flesh occasionally as he pressed deep, wrenching more sounds from Kaveh’s chest. Sounds that Kaveh hadn’t even been aware that he could make, wanton moans and words of desires that were babbled together into something incomprehensible, but seemed to spur Alhaitham on even more. 

“Oh, sweetheart .” He crooned, leaning forward to press soft, butterfly gentle kisses to the wet apples of Kaveh’s cheeks, a contradiction to the harsh thrusts that had yet to stutter or falter in their rhythm. Kaveh hiccuped, bodily crushed under Alhaitham’s weight, his knees practically pushed on either side of his head, ass in the air and stretched indecently around Alhaitham’s monster sized cock and forced to do nothing but take what Alhaitham gave him– and archons if he wasn’t so pleased to be there. 

“Haitham! I’m gonna–” 

“Go ahead.” Alhaitham picked up the pace, relentless in his thrusts as he slightly changed his angle and the head of his cock rammed directly into Kaveh’s prostate. He grinned, focusing on that spot and Kaveh moaned, feeling delirious as  the orgasm that had been building and  coiling in his gut suddenly hit him like a sumpter beast. He felt the pleasure lick up his body like fire, his lithe  frame tensing and his nails dragging down Alhaitham’s back in an action that definitely drew blood. A few more harsh thrusts and he felt Alhaitham fill him up, the warmth flooding his body again as he was fucked into a second, smaller orgasm. His vision went white, then dark, then sort of spotted, oversensitivity had him whimpering like a bred bitch and the buzzing in his ears was loud enough that he could hardly hear the soft murmur of Alhaitham’s voice as he pulled out and gently laid Kaveh flat. 

He blinked, his vision blurry and in his addled brain he briefly wondered if Alhaitham had fucked him blind– but his hearing returned to him next and he heard rather than felt his wet sobs, heard Alhaitham praising him, reassuring him, affirming him . 

“You’re so good.” Something cool touched his forehead, then wiped at his sticky cheeks and Kaveh wondered when Alhaitham had gotten a wet cloth. His entire frame was trembling and as he blinked away his tears he could see Alhaitham’s brows knit together with concern.  “I love you so much.” 

“I love–” Kaveh winced, his voice was wrecked, “I love you too, Haitham.” 

“I know.” Gentle fingers brushed Kaveh’s hair back from his temples before the washcloth swept over the rest of his body. “Was I too rough on you?” 

“No.” Kaveh’s eyelashes fluttered and he felt himself starting to drift off, even as Alhaitham shifted closer and pulled Kaveh to his chest. His trembles stopped. “It was what I wanted.”

They were quiet for a while longer, Kaveh returning to himself and Alhaitham holding him. Kaveh was just thinking that they’d have to change the sheets, the fabric was sticking to his skin and sleeping in this bed would be far too uncomfortable– when Alhaitham spoke up. 

“How long?” 

“Hmmm?” 

“How long have you loved me?” 

“It’s embarrassing.” Kaveh buried his face in Alhaitham’s neck, mildly surprised he had any shame left when he’d just been shoved on his back, spread with his hole out and then fucked within an inch of his life. 

“Tell me.” Fingertips gently traced the divots of his spine. 

“Since the Akedemiya. We were barely teenagers.” Kaveh peeked up at Alhaitham, sure he was flushed bright red under that intense gaze. He braced himself for teasing, but nothing came. Instead, Alhaitham looked contemplative. 

“I’ve loved you since I met you.” Alhaitham admitted it easily, his hand never pausing in its movements up and down Kaveh’s back. Instead he switched to drawing small circles, his talented fingers moving absently and causing Kaveh to grow sleepier. 

“We were kids.” Kaveh stifled a yawn. 

“We were.” Alhaitham agreed and the tips of his ears glowed red, which Kaveh found adorable . “It’s only ever been you.” 

“Then why are you pouting?” Kaveh groggily reached up and poked at Alhaitham’s cheek. 

“I’m not .” He sounded indignant . 

“You are.” Kaveh insisted, digging his finger deeper into Alhaitham’s cheek. 

“No, I’m just mad he confessed first.” 

“He–? You mean your corrupt version?” Kaveh stifled a laugh because only Alhaitham would be in such fierce competition with himself. It was endearing. 

“Yes.” 

“If it makes you feel better, I’m glad I have this version of you.” Kaveh nuzzled closer. “And you were worth the wait.” 

Alhaitham made a noise of agreement, the last thing that Kaveh felt before he fell asleep was a soft kiss to his forehead. 

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“Do you think they will figure it out?” Kavi asked, surprisingly composed for someone who had been fucked so roughly that they cracked their divan. 

“Why do you care?” Hai was focused on Kavi’s stomach, he’d used his eidolon powers to turn the skin there translucent and it was oddly arousing to see his spend so deep inside his lover. He’d nearly lost his mind at the sight of his cock up in Kavi’s guts. 

“Don’t be cruel!” Kavi pouted, tongue flicking out to lick some of his own watery cum off his hand. God he was so fucking tempting all the time, without even meaning to be. 

“I’m sure they will, they were both probably thinking about how hot you looked taking my cock earlier.” 

“I know you’ve been thinking about it, considering you’ve been mounting me for hours now.” Kavi huffed, pushing some blue hair from his eyes. He hardly seemed upset. He cocked his head to the side. “What’re you so smug for?” 

“I beat him.” 

“Hm?” 

“I got you first.” 

“Oh, you are just ridiculous.” The eidolon sat up, his stomach returning to its normal opacity as he swung his legs over the side of the divan, only to yelp as he was pulled back for a surprisingly tender kiss. 

“I am, but I am yours–” 

“–and you are mine.” 

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