It had been a long day for Alhaitham—reports to review, students to guide, and an overwhelming number of voices constantly demanding his attention. By the time he returned home, he was already at his limit. But then there was you—his lover, his solace.

You greeted him with a warm embrace, your fingers gently brushing through his hair, your voice soft and teasing as you asked about his day. He hummed in response, closing his eyes, but even the simplest touch felt like too much. His senses were already overloaded, and now, with you so close, his mind couldn’t keep up.

"Please, be quiet..." he murmured, not meaning it in a bad way, but visibly being a bit annoyed by all the talking...