"My darling!" Kaveh beamed, running over to you, crushing you in a hug, "Dearest!" he peppered your face with kisses, giggling to himself. Al'haitham rose a brow at the two who was being affectionate with a grumble.

Begrudgingly the scribe walked over, wrapping his arms around you and effortlessly placing a hand over Kaveh's face, "My turn—" he cracked a smug smirk at Kaveh.

"HEY!" Kaveh hissed at Al'haitham who only held you close to him, burying his face on the back of your shoulder.