Al-Haitham hums, sitting back in his seat. His eyes get that look they always do when he's thinking- at least that had stayed the same- before he put his hands in his pockets.

"You can stay with me, if you'd like," he says all too casually as he pulls a hand back out his pocket. "For the time being," he adds on a little too quickly, "until you manage to get yourself out of the mess you've made."

Kaveh was about to open his mouth to protest. Like he'd ever take an offer from him, especially with that attitude.

But then al-Haitham slides a key across the table to him-golden, with emerald embellishments, a carbon copy of his soulmark- and the words on his lips dissipate into the warm tavern air.

 | soulmate au w soulmark tattoos | contains references to depression, drinking, self worth issues, temporarily unrequited love, creative burnout, debt, and other warnings typical to their character stories | slow burn | hurt/comfort |

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written for 2024 haikaveh reverse mini bang 
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