[ darling, kaveh thinks. that's the third time. you didn't get very far as a world-renowned architect if you took it to heart every time a client said something flattering about you. you also didn't get very far as kaveh if you didn't know where you stand with things. that's the thing - one can be beautiful and undesirable. kaveh understands it to be both. the choice of wording, then, has kaveh pause in something like consideration, a riboshland tiger having looked down from its branch and noticing something with fangs lurking beneath still waters.
kaveh crouches. his elbows settle on his knees. with the two-tiered table system they have going, it puts him at eyelevel with midnight with a nary few inches between them. the light is tilted down, just enough that their faces are cast in shadow. kaveh looks. ]
Midnight, you are flirting with me. [ kaveh says, with something like cautious bemusement. ] Are you doing it on purpose, or are you just like this?
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kaveh crouches. his elbows settle on his knees. with the two-tiered table system they have going, it puts him at eyelevel with midnight with a nary few inches between them. the light is tilted down, just enough that their faces are cast in shadow. kaveh looks. ]
Midnight, you are flirting with me. [ kaveh says, with something like cautious bemusement. ] Are you doing it on purpose, or are you just like this?