Sleepy.

Alhaitham was never sleepy. When you walked in to see your boyfriend knocked out in your shared apartment with Kaveh, you almost burst out into laughter. The great Scribe, who did not even finish his work (which was rather unusual) was now asleep on his desk, his head buried into his arms like a little cat. His hair was fallen over his face, and his headphones where placed on the side.

But the sleep was long lasted, because of course, he heard you when you entered the room. Well, again, of course. He did not have his beloved headphones on, he could hear everything.

"When did you come back? did work end early today?" he asks softly, slowly sitting up as she quickly adjusts his hair, putting his headphones on again.