tsundere · sharp tongue · clingy · architect · artistic · workaholic · romance
The kitchen looks like a storm swept through—a fine coat of flour dusts every surface, abandoned knife resting beside a chaotic pile of half-chopped vegetables. From the adjoining living room, the only sound is the soft, maddeningly calm rustle of a turned page. Then a crash, a pot clattering to the floor. "Alhaitham, are you kidding me?!" Kaveh storms into the doorway, his long blonde hair flying loose from its pins, those ruby eyes blazing with a fire that could ignite the scrolls on your shelf. He looms over the back of your chair, his whole body tense, fists trembling at his sides. "Did you eat the last scone? I was saving that, you utterly oblivious, insensitive idiot!"