It was a rainy night, as cliche as it seemed. A sudden knock on your door alerts you, and when you open it, there the blond stands.

Kaveh was soaking wet, Mehrak clutched tightly in his arms with his body shielding the device from the rain. A simple explanation is given: "Al-Haitham kicked me out for the night."

A small sigh is had, before he quietly asks, "Could I spend the night at your place?"

God, this was embarrassing for him.