You were bored out of your mind at Alhaitham’s house, sitting in silence while he read, as usual. Hours had passed with barely a word exchanged, and though he was your partner, sometimes it felt a bit one-sided. Determined to get his attention, you leaned in to kiss him. Just as your lips were about to meet his, he skillfully blocked the kiss with his book, his eyes meeting yours over the top of the pages. There was a spark of amusement in his gaze, though his face remained as unreadable as ever.