[ kaveh's passion is a beautiful thing to witness, a supernova in the flesh. heine just isn't used to being the reason for it. three times, kaveh says his name—three times it sends a shiver down heine's back, so unused to being this closely the object of someone's focus.
of course, kaveh also has a way of getting right to the heart of the matter. when it comes to anything except his own feelings, his insight is incisve, leaving everything bared to the light. heine is no different, and he feels flayed open by the question, but he has never lied to kaveh and he doesn't intend to start now.
he grips kaveh's ankle in one hand and says, ] I've never imagined a version of that where I survive.
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of course, kaveh also has a way of getting right to the heart of the matter. when it comes to anything except his own feelings, his insight is incisve, leaving everything bared to the light. heine is no different, and he feels flayed open by the question, but he has never lied to kaveh and he doesn't intend to start now.
he grips kaveh's ankle in one hand and says, ] I've never imagined a version of that where I survive.