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Till is heartsick. He spends all his time at the bar now lamenting over being rejected by Mizi. He lashed out at Ivan, and now he feels completely alone. But maybe, just maybe, he can change that. He could change for Ivan. But what if that's not what Ivan wants?
(this is my first fic!)
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The problem, Kaveh decides, wasn’t just that Alhaitham had no range, even when the similarities were so close all he’d have to do was change his name. It was that Nilou somehow expected him to fix it. Performance chemistry was not something you could brute-force by proximity and stubbornness and sheer willpower. Kaveh has already spent a full semester proving that Alhaitham was biologically immune to charm.
Nilou rubbed her temples.
“Okay, look. You’re actors—well, one of you is. You’re meant to create illusions. Maybe just… pretend you don’t hate each other? And then hate each other when it calls for it.”
“We don’t hate each other,” Kaveh snapped.
Alhaitham, beside him, nodded agreeably. “I simply find him taxing.”
In Sumeru University’s production of Barefoot in the Park, Kaveh’s original scene partner breaks a leg. Literally. His insufferable roommate steps up to the plate. Only: they have zero chemistry and turn to alternatives, i.e, method acting.
But it’s fine, they’re adults. What could go wrong?
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24 May 2026
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Solace by solisaureus
Fandoms: Percy Jackson and the Olympians - Rick Riordan, Percy Jackson and the Olympians & Related Fandoms - All Media Types
30 Jul 2022
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solace (n.) comfort or consolation in a time of distress or sadness.
solis (n.) the Latin word for "sun."
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25 Apr 2026
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Alarm overtook Kaveh’s expression as he looked back and forth between Alhaitham and the matra, dropping his sketchpad and leaping to his feet. “Why is there a guard here? Did you get hurt?”
“Some idiot decided poisoning me to obtain state secrets would be an optimal use of a Tuesday morning,” Alhaitham replied with a deep sigh.
Kaveh’s hands hovered uselessly in the air for a few moments as he stared at Alhaitham. “I’m sorry, what?”
Leaning back against the wall, Alhaitham let out a weary exhale. “Truth serum,” he said tiredly, raking his fingers through his hair then dropping his hand down to rub his throat. “I can’t lie.”
Kaveh’s eyes widened. “Oh my gods. Are you - are you okay?” Hurrying forward, Kaveh - with his blessedly fully covered legs - guided Alhaitham onto the divan, hands steady despite the panic in his voice.
“I don’t know. I’m just glad you’re wearing pants,” was all Alhaitham managed to answer.
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18 Feb 2026
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Exhaling a heavy sigh, Alhaitham glanced down at the pile of laundry and began feeding the clothing into the washer one by one.
A small pair of sleep shorts. One of Kaveh’s usual flowy shirts. Warm socks. Gloves. A sinfully small pair of red lacy panties -
“Dammit.” Alhaitham threw them into the washer as if the delicate strings were cut from flame rather than cotton, clearing his throat unnecessarily loudly in the empty room.
His fingers flexed in front of him as he thunked his wrists down against the edge of the hamper, skin tingling from the phantom sensation of worn lace brushing against his knuckles. After taking a deliberately calming breath, he reached down once more, abandoning his careful pace in favour of grabbing fistfuls at once - hoping the sheer speed would spare him from getting inappropriately caught up in Kaveh’s delicates again.
It did not.
Or; Alhaitham does Kaveh’s laundry once he moves in, then proceeds to lose his mind.
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17 Feb 2026
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“If you get at least ninety percent on the upcoming assignment, I’ll let you do anything to me for thirty minutes.”
Or: Till needs motivation to study. Ivan has a solution.
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26 Jan 2026