Alhaitham sits at his desk, quietly reading, he had his headphones in, but you knew he could hear you, so you decide to talk to him, maybe grow your relationship a bit, you set your book down and sit beside him.

Before you can speak Alhaitham does.

“How was your book?”

He asks, he doesn’t look up, he continues reading, of course, you knew he loved you, he just wanted distance, he wanted to keep himself as his main focus, although he still enjoyed having you around.

“Please, speak.”