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The Palace of Alcazarzaray: The 8th Wonder of Teyvat
Beautiful. Marvelous. Ethereal. I’ve been a journalist for twenty years, and still my vocabulary is grossly inadequate to describe this breathtaking masterpiece. From Inazuma to Snezhnaya, people are saying that the palace is a must-visit for any tourists in Sumeru. Located in the Lokapala Jungle, the Palace of Alcazarzaray, designed by none other than renowned architect Kaveh of Sumeru, stands proudly with its dynamic walkways, majestic flowers, and intricate spires. Together, we’ll learn about all the outstanding features of this new tourist site so that you can be prepared when you schedule your next family vacation or work trip to…
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[scribblicious]: make a moveeee omg how long are you going to make us wait
[1998gamer]: aren’t there usually time limits on these things?
[scribblicious]: yes
[sproutcase]: yes but who cares when he’s sitting there all pretty like that
[iloveyouscribe]: damn right
[iloveyoumorescribe]: FACTS
[yumyumscribe]: you don’t understand, i NEED to smooch that wrinkle between his eyebrows. c’mere bby boy
[MOD]: @yumyumscribe keep the comments appropriate
[yumyumscribe]: smh can’t even be a little thirsty on main
[yumyumscribe has been muted for 10 minutes]
[scribblicious]: can we focus on the gameplay pls. scribe is a streamer not a celebrity so stop being weird 😭
“Alhaitham, stop stalling,” crackles Cyno’s voice over the microphone.
“I’m not stalling.”
“Not stalling, he says. Well, you’re not doing anything else, so I don’t know what—”
Alhaitham mutes him.
[normalgamer123]: imagine literally losing chess to a dog
“Not losing.”
[watchingpeoplefail]: insane levels of cope rn
[pandorasbox]: noooo u can beat him, scribe! i believe in u
[youreviltwin]: press f if you don’t believe in scribe
[theantiscribe]: f
[YAOI_FOR_LIFE]: f
[justalurker]: f
[pandorasbox]: :(
[teenageboy101]: you have to win to crush cyno’s ego
[general_mahamatra_my_beloved]: as if scribe’s ego is any smaller
[runhimoverwithyourcar]: men are always trying to compensate for something 🥰
Alhaitham scrutinizes the chess board. It’s not looking good for him, and he doesn’t think he’ll win this match. The only thing he stands to lose is his viewers’ respect, but based on the chat, he doesn’t have much of that to begin with.
The door to his bedroom opens, and Alhaitham tugs off one of the shells of his headphones by instinct. Footsteps approach, and a bowl of cut fruit slides to the side of his very fancy, very expensive light-up keyboard.
Standing by the arm of his gaming chair, just out of his face cam’s view, is the most gorgeous man Alhaitham has ever had the pleasure of laying his eyes on in his entire life.
Also known as his boyfriend of two years.
Losing to Cyno? Kaveh mouths, a smirk playing on his dusty-rose lips.
A huff escapes Alhaitham. He knows Kaveh watches his streams sometimes, putting them on in the background while he’s doing chores or cooking dinner. Somehow, by some mysterious force, he always manages to tune in during Alhaitham’s least flattering moments.
On camera, Alhaitham schools his reaction to Kaveh’s teasing. He doesn’t mouth anything back, and he simply stares at Kaveh while hoping he gets the message.
Upon receiving Alhaitham’s pouty gaze, Kaveh laughs into his hand, muffling his amusement, though the crinkles at the corners of his eyes betray his mirth. He’s distracting like this—crescented eyes, stifled laughs, and all—which is why Alhaitham prefers him to be out when he’s streaming. But he can’t very well ban him from entering his own bedroom, can he?
“Trying to be cute, huh?” teases Kaveh, affectionate. “It’s working.” His voice is carefully low, but Alhaitham’s high-quality microphone picks up every last syllable—as it should, considering the hefty amount of mora he spent on his streaming equipment.
Then, he reaches up and tousles Alhaitham’s hair, his fingers lightly scratching his scalp the way he likes. Tingles shoot down Alhaitham’s body, and he grimaces in order to conceal his reaction. Before he can swat the hand away, Kaveh steps back, a twinkle glinting off his eyes, and leaves their bedroom.
The door closes, and Alhaitham stares there for a prolonged beat before he puts his headphone shell on his ear and turns back to his monitor.
The chat explodes.
[dayonescribe]: OMG roomie is back!
[zoomie_scroomie]: ROOMIEEEEE
[scroomie_bloomie]: ROOMIEEEEEEE
[BL_shipper675]: SOMEBODY CLIP THAT HAND RN
[areanna]: on it 🫡
[momscomputer451]: wait i haven’t been a viewer for very long 😥 who is roomie???
[zoomie_scroomie]: roomie is scribe’s bf
[MOD]: @zoomie_scroomie no speculating on scribe’s relationships please!
[zoomie_scroomie]: go to r/scroomie to learn more
[zoomie_scroomie has been muted for 10 minutes]
[trufflelatte]: BRB i’m gonna write scroomie fanfic… username is trufflelatte on ao3 if u wanna subscribe ;)
[trufflelatte has been muted for 10 minutes]
[enemy_oftheworld]: they’re not slick at all istg… i mean “cute”??? that’s a grown ass man that sits at his computer all day playing video games he’s not even good at. HOW IS HE CUTE
[scribeyume123]: my haitham is the cutest >:( you don’t understand him like i do
[haithamsnipples]: here come the parasocial weirdos 🚬
[scribblicious]: look i agree but you CANNOT be saying that with that username 😭
[telepathicflower]: ROOMIE SOUNDED SO FOND OF SCRIBE I’M GOING TO MELT INTO A PUDDLE OF GOO AND GAYNESS AAAAAAAA
[MOD]: PSA: no speculating on scribe’s personal relationships in the chat! we cannot control what you do on other platforms, but please keep the conversation centered around scribe and his gameplay here. thank you.
[unemployment_finalboss]: fr keep all your weird shipping delusions to yourself. nobody else wants to hear them.
[ailbhandthemoon]: tell that to the 18k+ scroomie fics on aaru of our own…
[peace_and_love]: can we just watch scribe play chess? i’m tired of all the discourse /gen
[chat has been temporarily disabled]
Next to his mousepad, Alhaitham’s phone lights up with a new message. The background catches his attention first—a candid photo of Kaveh sorting through one of their many bookshelves. Loose loungewear hangs off his frame, and artfully placed clips decorate his lustrous hair. The picture captures Kaveh’s sleepy yet somewhat surprised face from noticing the Kamera a split second before its click. Alhaitham has many favorite photos of Kaveh, but this one takes the cake. After all, it’s one of the only photos that follows him in his pocket in the form of a digital rectangle in every step he takes.
After a few indulgent seconds of admiring his phone wallpaper, he looks at the new message.
Kaveh
eat your fruit
Alhaitham snorts. Once a senior, always a senior. He takes a zaytun peach slice and bites into it. A satisfying sweet-sour flavor coats the inside of his mouth. It’s a nice and refreshing treat after letting blue light rot his eyes for the last three hours.
[LazorBeanz 100 mora]
ROOMIE BROUGHT FRUIT???
Leave it up to his viewers to spend money for the sole purpose of talking about his roommate-slash-secret-boyfriend.
Alhaitham swallows the remainder of the peach in his mouth. “He did.”
Pings flood his headphone speakers as more donations roll in:
[ohmoons donated 50 mora]
MARRY HIM RN
[leaderofthedolphins donated 145 mora]
roommate reveal plssss
[trufflelatte_secretaccount donated 69 mora]
hmu if you need scroomie fic recs 🔥🔥🔥
Alhaitham ignores the messages and continues to eat his fruit. Give them an inch, and they’ll take a mile.
His phone lights up again—this time with a different message.
Cyno:
are you giving up or what
The paused chess game stares back at him from his front monitor, mocking him with its monochromatic tiles. Every hypothetical move would land him in a checkmate. Go figures.
But Alhaitham is no quitter, so he clicks on a pawn and makes a move.
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New Scoop! Interview with Kaveh of Sumeru, Architect of the Palace of Alcazarzaray
In this interview, Teyvat-wide famous architect Kaveh of Sumeru shares his experience designing the newly-finished Palace of Alcazarzaray and gives advice to students looking to pursue architecture as a career.
Q1: In one word, how would you describe the Palace of Alcazarzaray?
Kaveh: Only one word, huh… I’d say “opportunity.” I was in a commission drought when my client sought me out and paid me to build her mansion. No limit to the budget and full creative freedom. Like something out of a dream. I thought it had to be too good to be true. But then we met, and well, I got to drafting. Sumeru has been behind in the arts field for years, and this was my chance to prove that art not only has a place in Sumerian society but that it is integral to the infrastructure of our world.
Q2: What makes the Palace of Alcazarzaray different from your previous projects?
Kaveh: Like I said before…
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[scroomie_bloomie]: missing roomie hours :(
[SparkyFrootloops]: where’s roomieeee
[ScroomieNews]: 🚨 It has officially been seven streams since roomie last appeared in a scribe stream.
[BL_shipper675]: i still watch that hand clip every day 😔
[unemployment_finalboss]: scroomie shippers are freaks. do yall even care about the gameplay or do you just care about scribe’s face
[mister_niceguy]: watch the view count drop by 75% once scribe stops using his face cam lmaoooo
[formeranimaljamkid]: some of us can appreciate multiple things at the same time. i know, what a shocker!!
[unemployment_finalboss]: i hate all these fake ass gamers in the chat
[formeranimaljamkid]: everyone point and laugh
[MOD]: please be civil to each other in the chat! thank you.
[scribblicious]: scribe is better at this game than i thought wtf
On-screen, Alhaitham’s first-person view character walks up a set of stairs into the light. He takes a swig of his water bottle. He’s been trying to crack two minutes for an hour, but the timing hasn’t been working out for him.
[theflashhimself]: 2.5 minutes is a good speedrun for someone who just started playing today
[iloveschoolhallways]: the exit 8 anomalies are easy to learn though and scribe’s always been good at speedruns
[scribblicious]: true true
[fireboylover]: day 37 of asking scribe to speedrun fireboy and watergirl 🥺
[viewer4509]: lol who would speedrun with him
[room_for_scroomie]: obviously roomie!
[scroomie_bloomie]: ROOMIE MENTIONED
[scribblicious]: roomie’s always mentioned 💀
[speedrun_enthusiast]: don’t most people speedrun that game alone anyway?
[DemoiSel]: i really want to see scribe and roomie play together! that would be a dream come true 🥺🥺🥺
[mehrakulous]: good luck with that. i think scribe wants to keep roomie all to himself
Alhaitham’s eyes scan the chat every few seconds, lingering on every mention of roomie. And he wonders why he can’t break two minutes when his attention splits between his monitors.
Roomie was never supposed to happen. Roomie came about from an accident, a miscalculation on Alhaitham’s part. A year and a half ago, Alhaitham forgot to inform Kaveh of his updated streaming schedule, and Kaveh opened the door to their bedroom, popped his head in without a clue, and declared, “Haitham! We’re having soup for dinner. Before you complain, remember that I’ve picked up the groceries for the last three weeks.”
Alhaitham swiveled around in his chair. “I’m streaming,” he said quickly before Kaveh could say anymore.
Kaveh flushed and let out a garbled sorry, then he shut the door and made his escape. When Alhaitham turned back to his monitor, the chat was going crazy. Variations of who was that? and roommate? overwhelmed his moderators. Several donations with the same questions streamed in too. Evidently, everyone was curious about the mysterious, disembodied voice coming from off-screen.
“Yes. That was my roommate,” Alhaitham responded, hoping to satiate their curiosities and move on.
Another miscalculation.
More messages loaded: Just roommate? one said. Sounds more like a boyfie to me. Then: What kind of roommate makes dinner for you and where can I find one? Most of his viewers were skeptical—and hey, at least his audience could think for themselves. That was a win.
Though, their relationship was fresh and uncertain at the time. Alhaitham thought it prudent to keep quiet. They had just told their friends a few weeks prior. It was far too soon to think about publicizing their relationship, especially when Kaveh stood in the spotlight of Sumeru’s eye.
Over the next few streams, the chat settled down. Moved on. Forgot about the roommate situation. He made a choice to say nothing, and Alhaitham was content to let everything blow over into oblivion.
And then Kaveh walked in on his stream again.
“Haitham, where’s the TV remote?”
And again.
“Ugh, you’ll never guess what happened to me today. There were—”
And again.
“Stop leaving your damn books everywhere!”
His viewers began to expect him to show up, and Alhaitham began to suspect his recurring appearances off-screen were intentional. How many times could he forget that Alhaitham was streaming until it raised some flags? Eventually, Kaveh stopped pretending that he showed up on accident and embraced his anonymous notoriety in Alhaitham’s—or rather, Scribe’s—community.
Roomie became a staple in his streams, showing up every now and then and causing a ruckus in the chat for better or worse.
The game in front of him demands his attention, pulling his gaze away from the chat and his mind away from memories. He moves his character forward as he scans the screen for anomalies. Swiftly, he catches one: the man smiling at the end of the hallway. With a sharp jolt of his mouse, he turns the character around to walk in the opposite direction. Floor 0 cleared.
[unicorns_are_real]: it’s actually crazy that one of the anomalies is a man smiling. apparently joy and whimsy are banned in exit 8
[scribe_student]: well yeah. he’s a corporate worker. have you ever seen one smile? i rest my case.
[unicorns_are_real]: fuckkk i hate that you have a point
Alhaitham clears the next three floors with no anomalies—bad luck for his speedrun because walking down the hallway takes more seconds than turning back. Like always, donations ping his headphones.
[i_usually_lurk donated 200 mora]
scribe you’re killing me. please look up at the ceiling for anomalies. PLEASE.
[general_mahamatra donated 123 mora]
giving you some mora(l) support hehe
[SubScriber donated 10,000 mora]
HERE. TAKE MY PAYCHECK FOR THE MONTH. IDC.
Alhaitham holds back a wince as the text-to-speech reader goes through the last donation. He makes a mental note to send that money back after his stream. Some people are overzealous spenders.
Once Alhaitham reaches Floor 7, his phone flashes. His distracted gaze wanders to the phone screen as his in-game character walks down a hallway susceptible to unchecked anomalies. Squinting at the message that popped up, he reads:
Kaveh
Bought the ingredients for sabz meat stew tonight. I will NOT be hearing complaints!!
Unconsciously, Alhaitham’s diligent hands falter from his mouse and keyboard. The forgotten game fades into the background, and he reaches for his phone.
[Amity206]: AHHHHHH JUMPSCARE
[iloveschoolhallways]: omg that was the wallflower anomaly. I DIDN’T KNOW IT WOULD RUN UP TO US LIKE THAT 😭
[scribblicious]: scribe why did you stop moving in the middle of the hallway!! wtv it’s not like this was a good run anyway
[abirdaplane]: he’s texting someone i think
[SCRIBEFOLLOWER009]: HOLY SHIT IS THAT A SMILE I SEE??? he’s smiling at his phone omg omg
[scribeHEART]: SCRIBE IS SMILING??!!!! WHAT
[scroomsandtombs]: CLIP IT CLIP IT CLIP IT
[finnfrog_]: this is going in the history books
[scribe_student]: the way everyone is reacting to scribe smiling lmfaooo no wonder the smiling man is an anomaly 💀
[Aefanyl]: who is making scribe smile like that 🥺 i will send them a fruit basket as thanks
[ICBlossom]: it has to be roomie
[richman375]: my money’s on roomie!!
[on_the_scroom]: is that even a question… we all know it’s roomie
[vavascroomscroom]: not everything is about roomie!!!! sincerely, a normal scroomie shipper
[ohmySCROOMIES]: @vavascroomscroom non-scroomie shippers don’t even like us anyway… why try to pander to them 🤨
[ivoryember]: i can’t get over how soft his smile is 🥺 i’m gonna draw a scroomie comic based off this
[Uffi_29]: YES YES YES scroomie fanartists are the best!!
The corners of his lips act without Alhaitham’s permission. So much has changed since they got together, and yet he’s still the same Kaveh he’s known all his life. He types out a response.
Alhaitham
whatever you say, senior
He shuts off his phone and returns to the game like nothing ever happened.
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[Transcript of Sumeru Digest’s Exclusive In-Person Interview with the Light of Kshahrewar]
Interviewer: “Welcome, viewers of Sumeru Digest! Today, we’re joined by the talented Kaveh of Sumeru, also popularly known as the Light of Kshahrewar. Kaveh, any words?”
Kaveh: “Aha… you flatter me. Thank you for the invitation. I’m honored to be a guest here.”
Interviewer: “Nonsense! We’re honored to have someone as brilliant as yourself here. I am simply blinded by your radiance sitting in this chair! What’s your skincare routine?”
Kaveh: “Oh, you know… lotion, moisturizer, sun protection… nothing special.”
Interviewer: “So the glow is all natural! How fitting for you. Anyhow, I don’t want to take up more of your time than needed. Let’s get straight into the interview. First question…”
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[buildersguide]: I’M CRYING 😭 WHAT THE HELL IS THAT
[noob_and_cube]: archons that is the ugliest fucking house i’ve seen in my life
[calmtheFRICKdown]: guys 😥 be nice to scribe 😓 he’s trying his best!!
[ominous_but_cute]: scribe, i think you should stick to speedrunning :)
Alhaitham examines his very nice, very normal wooden plank block house. He just expanded his living quarters from a tiny seven by seven block shelter to an improved fifteen by fifteen block home. Though his viewers don’t seem to agree with him on the improved part.
“I’m playing in survival mode,” he mutters, wiping his slightly stuffed nose. “I have limited resources.”
[noob_and_cube]: then go get more resources? lmfao
[haha_mb]: bro is pulling every excuse in the book
[buildersguide]: whatever you do, do NOT become an architect. please.
[scribblicious]: can you imagine what world we’d live in if scribe designed all the houses
[buildersguide]: don’t put that image in my head 😭
[ominous_but_cute]: i am so thankful i don’t live in scribe’s minecraft world
[iloveschoolhallways]: aren’t we all 💀
Alhaitham huffs at their antics. His viewers are so dramatic. Like a certain someone he knows.
[scribblicious]: scribe should hire what’s that guy’s name to build his house for him
[noob_and_cube]: what guy
[scribblicious]: the palace guy. yk the one who’s been all over the media?
[EATSLEEPBREATHE_kvh]: KAVEH LIGHT OF KSHAHREWAR MENTIONED?? he’s literally my idol
[nicawlette]: ME TOO i’ve read all his interviews!!!
[Exsanguinated]: kaveh is sooo nice. met him in person once. great guy.
[Wittich_Tara]: who else wants to see scribe and kaveh meet 👀
[beanskaveh]: me!
[Flanveh]: meeeee
[scribblicious]: they’re so different though 😭 what would they even talk about
[Exsanguinated]: idk i just want to see two hot people in a room together
[cupcakeveh]: LITERALLY. kaveh is so fucking handsome i would DIE in his presence
[peachylixir]: teyvat tier lists didn’t rank him as the most gorgeous man in sumeru for nothing!!
[dreamer_awaiting]: the things i’d do if i met kaveh… caress his silky golden locks… lovingly unclip those red clips he always wears… kiss his forehead, then nose, then each cheek, then take him passionately in a kiss… and then i’d draw him a bath and i would kiss the rest of his glowing, supple skin and we would show each other the depth of our love until the sun rises and illuminates the angelic luster of his body ♥️
[iloveschoolhallways]: wtf is this self insert fanfic in the chat 💀
[ominous_but_cute]: dreamer_awaiting thinks he has a chance
[scribblicious]: i just cringed
[dreamer_awaiting has been banned from the stream]
[iloveschoolhallways]: HELLO??? bro thirsted a little too hard there 💔
[buildersguide]: not even a warning or a mute is diabolical
[cupcakeveh]: mods, don’t you think that was a little harsh? 😭
[MOD]: uh that wasn’t me
Alhaitham has no regrets.
[scribblicious]: no way…
[iloveschoolhallways]: scribe wtf
[haha_mb]: scribe has gone haywire after we insulted his house lmaooo
[erm_what]: omg look at his face. he looks like he wants to murder all of us 😭
[cupcakeveh]: nooo scribe we love you too!!
[erm_what]: yeah 😭 you’re just as handsome as kaveh we promise!
[noob_and_cube]: is he seriously jealous that chat complimented someone else besides him. loser ass behavior.
As Alhaitham ignores the chat and sorts through his various chests inside his nice, normal house, a message pops up in the corner of his side monitor.
dreamer_awaiting
i’m sorry scribe 😭😭😭 it was all jokes. let me in again pls. i promise to only have eyes for you 🥺
The unban button shines below the appeal message. Ruthlessly, his cursor stabs the ignore button instead.
Actions have consequences.
The chat bustles on, eventually forgetting the banning incident and moving on from the risky topic of Kaveh. Though, he doubts anyone would put two and two together that his roommate and Kaveh, the Light of Kshahrewar, are the same person. True as it is, it’s also an outlandish idea. Even if someone comes to suspect the singularity of his identity, other people on the internet would swarm together into a hive mind to shut them down.
Alhaitham is no supporter of mob mentality, but he can acknowledge when such instances of group-think benefit him.
Outside the game, Alhaitham reaches for another tissue to blow his nose, and in-game, Alhaitham goes off to a cavern to do some spelunking. Within half an hour, he gathers a load of diamonds as well as several other ores to upgrade his tools. He needs to find a place to put all the cobblestone in his inventory. Shortly, he makes his way back to the surface and approaches his house, which his viewers make fun of and laugh at upon seeing again. Ignoring the opinions of the chat, he dumps iron ore into his furnaces and sorts his newfound treasures into various double-sized chests.
As he’s taking care of household things—albeit Minecraft household things—the sound of footsteps, although muffled from the carpet, alerts Alhaitham. He turns in his chair to be met with the sight of Kaveh—because who else would it be?—cupping a mug and placing it down on his desk. A light leafy scent makes its way into the air and into his nostrils. His sinuses tingle, and he sneezes.
“Tea,” says Kaveh, gesturing to the mug of hot, aromatic liquid. “You better drink every last drop. You’ve been getting sick.”
“I’m not,” Alhaitham protests. Kaveh doesn’t have the right to lecture him anyway with lackluster self-care habits. Alhaitham usually steps into the caretaker role, given that Kaveh falls ill at a much higher frequency than him.
He isn’t sick, and he’s barely sneezed in the past couple of days. Kaveh is overreacting.
Alhaitham takes off his headphones and lets them hang around his neck. He glances at the chat, predictably bouncing off the walls after hearing his roommate’s voice.
[SparkyFrootloops]: ROOMIEEE we missed you so much!!
[zoomie_scroomie]: I’VE PRAYED FOR THIS 🙏 MORE ROOMIE CONTENT
[ominous_but_cute]: roomie please for the love of kusanali tell scribe that his minecraft house sucks ass 🗣️📣‼️
“Minecraft house?” echoes Kaveh, reading the lively reactions of the chat. His gaze turns to Alhaitham. “Let me see.”
Disgruntled, Alhaitham closes the chest and steps outside his lovingly built house. The walls of wooden planks stand proudly, taking up the majority of his monitor with all their glory.
Kaveh’s mouth opens then closes as he digests what he’s seeing. After a few brutal, silent moments, he says, “This can be salvaged.” He nods, like he’s trying to convince himself he’s telling the truth. “This can be fixed.”
[buildersguide]: LMAO even roomie thinks his house is ugly as shit
[erm_what]: roomie is too optimistic 😭 i fear there’s no fixing this
[DemoiSel]: i wanna see roomie play minecraft with scribe!! pleaseeee it’s my dream 🥺
Not everyone can be an award-winning architect like you, threatens to leave Alhaitham’s lips, but he bites his tongue. It’s a shame he has to censor himself on stream.
So instead, he says, “Then fix it if you think you can do better.”
“I will,” retorts Kaveh, rising to the challenge. He leans into Alhaitham’s personal space—as he so often does—and reaches for the mouse. “And don’t insult me. Of course I can do better.”
“Hm.”
Alhaitham scooches his chair back to give Kaveh some room. Letting him do his own thing, he glances at his side monitor where he can see his face cam. Thankfully, Kaveh’s face remains off-screen, but the same cannot be said for his chest. Today, Kaveh has chosen to wear a particularly loose top, which drapes low enough to reveal the smooth, tan skin of his inner chest and torso. Moreover, a few fading-to-brown strands of his sand-colored hair, which have mischievously escaped his messy updo, tickle his shoulders and peek into frame.
[scroomie_bloomie]: SPREAD THE WORD. ROOMIE IS A BRUNET.
[what_the_scroom]: roomie hair color reveal???
[paradizara]: huhhh i always thought scribe would be into blonds
[EEKaspider]: on what basis?
[paradizara]: idk, vibes???
[roomie_onechance]: who tf is looking at his hair when his chest is RIGHT THERE 🤤
[secondmalelead]: FR i could stare at it all day 😍
[haha_mb]: w shirt 🔥
[lonely_and_sad]: scribe is so fucking lucky. i hate that man
[roomiesinnerboobs]: new account who this
Annoyance bubbles in his stomach. Alhaitham uses the touch screen of his side monitor and taps around. He shuts off the face cam.
[zoomie_scroomie]: WHAT NO
[scroomie_bloomie]: guys i think scribe is in a bad mood today…
[roomiesinnerboobs]: goodbye cruel world :(
[what_the_scroom]: QUICK SOMEONE CLIP IT 😭
[areanna]: the clip feature isn’t working for me 😭
[roomie_onechance]: 😭
[secondmalelead]: 😭
[zoomie_scroomie]: 😭
Sobs spam the chat. None the wiser, Kaveh focuses his efforts on “improving” Alhaitham’s house. He crouches around the perimeter of the roof, placing wooden slabs as he goes. Then, he covers the roof in another layer of wooden slabs. Once he’s done, he hops off the house and steps back to examine his work.
[buildersguide]: wait why does it look so much better now
[whimsicalchild]: ROOMIE YOU’RE MAGIC HOW DID YOU DO THAT
[scribblicious]: that was such a simple change but now it actually looks like a house :0
[erm_what]: can you build me a house too 🥺
[sorry_not_sorry]: it still needs a lot of improvement lol
“Obviously, it needs a lot of improvement, but I did the best with what I had,” huffs Kaveh.
“It’s a waste of my resources,” says Alhaitham, looking at his renovated roof. The new slabs Kaveh slapped on his house give the building a more appealing silhouette. Still, wooden slabs are wooden slabs, and they have little use besides taking up space in his inventory.
“Investing in beauty is not a waste,” argues Kaveh, scoffing.
The chat clamors in agreement.
“So you’ve said on many occasions,” says Alhaitham, amused. “Are you going to fix the interior design as well?”
“If I have to.” Kaveh maneuvers the in-game character through the doors of Alhaitham’s house. He scans the inside—the many chests, the enchantment area, the crafting table, the furnace, and the bed. “No windows?” he says, judgment on his lips.
“They’re impractical.”
“Everything’s impractical with you,” says Kaveh with a shake of his head. “Whatever. I’ll fix what I can.”
Kaveh rummages through the chests, gaze scanning the screen for specific items. After looking through three chests, his eyes light up, and he grabs a stack of wool. He marches over the crafting table and lines up three wool blocks over three wooden planks. Taking his newly crafted item, he walks to the bed and places something right next to it.
Another bed.
“You forgot mine,” says Kaveh, his tone sheepish but his smile coy.
He knows exactly what he’s doing.
[ankyriin]: ASDFGHJKLWHATWHATWHAT
[Cookie_simp]: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
[Exsanguinated]: i choked on my spit
[scroomie_bloomie]: DID HE JUST. NO WAY. I’M DREAMING. PINCH ME.
[matsuwuhana]: “you forgot mine” HELLO?? how many chapters did i miss of this slowburn
[zoomie_scroomie]: SCROOMIE CANON SCROOMIE CANON SCROOMIE CANON
[ohmoons]: there’s not an inch of space between the two beds… #whatdatmean
[what_the_scroom]: me and the literal sleeping together tag on ao3 are about to get real cozy tonight 🥰
[unemployment_finalboss]: omg y’all make a big deal out of everything. real ones knows this is the kind of shit you do with the homies
[formeranimaljamkid]: bro… you’re throwing stones from a glass closet 💔
[AD_Woof]: guys i went to the bathroom what did i miss
Unblinking, Alhaitham stares at him, but the curve to Kaveh’s lips only grows. He wants to kiss that smugness off his mouth.
Is this payback for taking Kaveh’s keys last Saturday? Alhaitham is inclined to think so.
“I’m going to get started on dinner,” says Kaveh, tucking a stubborn strand of grey hair behind Alhaitham’s earlobe. He makes a swift escape, leaving Alhaitham to deal with the chaos he left in his wake.
Alhaitham sneezes again. He wipes his nose pitifully. Somehow, in some way, he knows it’s Kaveh’s fault.
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Interviewer: “…Ah! Our time’s almost up for today. But before we close off, I have one final question. You’re an inspiration for not only budding architects in the making but also other artists seeking guidance and a reason to keep creating. For all the people you inspire, who inspires you?”
Kaveh: “That’s, uh— that’s a tough question! Inspiration is everywhere if you’re looking for it—teachers that leave an impression on you, merchants that call out to you as you pass by, the bartender who knows your order by heart… Ahem. But if I had to pick one person that’s inspired me… well, I’d have to pick my roommate. He’s a pain in the ass most days, and he drives me up the wall with the cluttered messes he leaves everywhere, but… he challenges me like no one else does. He’s—for the love of the Seven, don’t let him hear me say this—incredibly intelligent. I’ve never met a mind like his. Of course, it’s not just his mind that inspires me. It’s just… who he is. Either way, I wouldn’t be who I am without him.”
Interviewer: “He sounds like a very dear person to you.”
Kaveh: “If he catches wind of that, his ego will explode. Archons know it’s big enough.”
Interviewer: “Ha! What an unconventional friendship you two share! Anyway, thank you so much for joining us on Sumeru Digest. It’s been lovely getting to know you…”
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Shivering, Alhaitham pulls the covers tighter around his body. His cotton-soft pillow cradles his head and melts his mind into sweet bliss. The mattress supports his weary limbs as his muscles go into hibernation. He’s content where he is, though he wishes the sheets would do a better job of trapping heat.
He sneezes. Sniffles. Grabs another tissue, blows his nose, and adds it to the growing pile by his bedside.
Begrudgingly, Alhaitham admits he’s fallen sick.
The encroaching light of the phone screen irritates his sensitive eyes. He blinks at the blurry subtitles and pulls the phone closer, but the letters only bleed into each other more. How frustrating. On top of that, notification after notification pop up like ads, pinging as they filter in. The repetitive sounds grate at his eardrums. Heaving a shallow sigh, he pauses the video he’s watching and opens his previous post—the perpetrator of the relentless messages.
Scribe @ActingGrandScribe • 3h
Stream canceled. I’m sick.
💬 1.2k 🔁 4.7k ♡ 78k 📶 830k
aya 🌱🏛️ @JamsWarrior • 3h
we’ll miss you!! praying for your swift recovery 🙏
💬 🔁 ♡ 140 📶 3.1k
gisa 🌱 @sproutcase • 2h
awww feel better soon scribe
💬 🔁 ♡ 77 📶 1.9k
whimsy @whimsicalchild • 3h
noooo what am i gonna watch today 😭
💬 4 🔁 ♡ 3 📶 2.1k
He mutes the post, which he should’ve done before. The notifications cease, and he switches tabs to go back to his video.
He drifts off into a state of half-lucidity as the voices on-screen soothe his exhausted ears. The phone nearly slips out of his slackened hands several times, but he props it up again so that the screen faces him—not that he can see or focus on much through his half-lidded eyes. His thoughts fall to a hum, a muted dreamlike melody of sorts. And yet, the colder-than-comfortable temperature refuses to let him truly rest and sink into slumber.
After some time has passed—how long, Alhaitham doesn’t know—Kaveh comes into the room with a steaming mug sitting in his two careful hands. He makes his way to the bedside table and sets the mug down, but not without grimacing at the gross pile of used tissues, of course. The familiar scent of tea leaves wafts into the air, though with a hint of syrupy sweetness this time. Alhaitham sighs, contented.
Unpaused, the video in his hands plays on.
“...who he is. Either way, I wouldn’t be who I am without—”
Kaveh snatches the phone out of his hands and turns it off. An uncharacteristically whiny sound tears out of Alhaitham’s throat, but he’s too out of it to be embarrassed.
“No screens. You’re sick,” says Kaveh with an unwarranted tone of authority. Reddish-brown hues bloom on his cheeks in a way Alhaitham can never get enough of seeing.
“Kaveh…”
“Don’t Kaveh me. I told you what would happen if you didn’t take care of yourself.”
“Mm. You did,” says Alhaitham, looking at him with lips stretched lopsidedly and his cheek warm against the pillow.
Kaveh presses the back of his hand against his forehead, and a delicious cool combats the heat pooling between his eyebrows. Alhaitham leans into the touch. If only the warmth at his head would disperse to the rest of his shivering body.
“You’re running hotter than usual, but you’re not feverish,” muses Kaveh, fingers brushing back the baby hairs stuck to Alhaitham’s forehead. “I’ll have to keep an eye on you. I made you tea with honey if you’re up for it. Unless you’d rather sleep.”
“Thank you.”
“Now you’re really worrying me,” Kaveh teases, though concern seeps into the edges of his voice. “Do you need anything else?”
Kaveh’s fingernails graze his scalp, making it hard for Alhaitham’s already-sick brain to think of anything. Regardless, Alhaitham instinctively knows what he wants. He scooches over, making room for another body, and lifts the blankets up as an open invitation.
Kaveh levels him an unimpressed look. “Alhaitham. You’re sick.”
“Is that a no?”
They stare at each other for a moment, unmoving, until Kaveh exhales, grumbles under his breath, and crawls under the covers. Alhaitham wastes no time wrapping an arm around his waist and pressing his nose into the nape of his neck. Welcome warmth emanates off Kaveh’s skin. Alhaitham tangles their legs together, chasing more of that titillating heat.
“Your feet are cold,” says Kaveh. He doesn’t move an inch.
“I know,” Alhaitham responds, breath brushing against the hairs of Kaveh’s neck. They stand on end.
“You’re going to get me sick,” Kaveh grouses.
“Maybe.”
The sheets, once so frigid, grow warmer and warmer by the second. Kaveh’s presence has a way of turning up the temperature wherever he goes—lucky for Alhaitham, whose blood tends to run on the colder side.
“I guess I signed up for this when I moved in,” says Kaveh, undeniable fondness slithering into his syllables. “Or when we started dating after your woeful attempt at a confession.”
“Wasn’t woeful. You said yes.”
A short huff of laughter escapes Kaveh. “That, I did.”
“Mm.” Drowsiness loosens Alhaitham’s tongue, uncoiling the inhibitions that sit in his stomach. Questions tingle on the chapped skin of his lips, and unlike other times, he doesn’t feel the need to swallow them for another occasion. “What would you say to… letting other people know about our relationship?”
“Other people?” Kaveh repeats, evidently surprised. He shifts around to face Alhaitham. “As in who?”
“As in the public,” answers Alhaitham simply.
He watches Kaveh’s reaction, waiting for the inevitable startlement and sputtering. For a brief moment, he wonders if he read him wrong—that his bold passes on stream and subtle declarations of love online meant nothing at all. But no, Alhaitham knows him. The little ways Kaveh seeks to share their relationship aren’t lost on him.
“I thought—” Kaveh swallows. “You’re a private person. I thought you wanted us to be a secret.”
“Have I ever said that?”
“...No?”
“Then stop jumping to conclusions.”
“It was a reasonable assumption!” Kaveh argues.
“You’re the secretive one,” Alhaitham reminds him, hands slipping under Kaveh’s blouse to caress the bare skin of his torso. “Never wanting to hold hands in public or stand too close.”
“That was years ago,” says Kaveh, flustered from the reminder of their early relationship days. “It’s different now.”
“Different how?” asks Alhaitham.
A few beats pass. Then, Kaveh whispers, “I know you won’t leave.”
…and isn’t that such a funny thing to say? Alhaitham has never been the one to leave first. It’s always been Kaveh to turn on his heel, and it’s always been Alhaitham who watches him go.
But after knowing him for a decade and a half, Alhaitham understands. Kaveh only leaves when he thinks he’ll be left first, and so he attempts to spare himself the pain by taking the initiative. Alhaitham hears the words Kaveh doesn’t say. I know you won’t leave, means, I won’t have to leave. Because I know you won’t leave, I can stay.
“So it’s okay? If others know,” Alhaitham clarifies, eyes probing for Kaveh’s answer on his face.
“More than okay,” answers Kaveh. A yawn pushes past his lips. “We can talk about it later. After resting.”
“Mm.” He plants a kiss on Kaveh’s temple. “Sweet dreams.”
Kaveh mutters something about getting sick again, but then he murmurs back, “You too.”
Sunset spills through the stained glass windows of the bedroom, painting the dim room in a soft glow. Alhaitham snuggles closer to Kaveh and tucks him into his chest, which Kaveh doesn’t protest—rather, he seems to welcome the cuddling if the way he chases Alhaitham’s touch is anything to go by.
Toasty and satisfied in Kaveh’s embrace, Alhaitham lets his brain turn off and lets restfulness take over.
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r/Kshahrewar • 7h ago
alcazarzaraysbiggestfan
Light of Kshahrewar has a boyfriend??
We all saw the interview, right? I’m prettyyyy sure his so-called “roommate” is his boyfriend. Who talks about just a friend like that??
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kittykatara • 7h ago
He sounded so in love. As someone who has been following his career for ages, I’m so happy for him.
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paperworkWHY • 5h ago
Why does anyone care? So what if he has a boyfriend? He’s an architect, not an idol.
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scroomie_lurker • 2h ago
Roommates to lovers is so popular now! Even Scribe (video game streamer for those who don’t know) has a thing with his roommate. When is it my turnnnnnn 😭
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r/Kshahrewar • 7h ago
alcazarzaraysbiggestfan
Light of Kshahrewar has a boyfriend??
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[telepathicflower]: THE STREAM TITLE??? I SCREAMED
[FUNishere]: “speedrunning fireboy and watergirl with guest” 👀👀👀
[iloveschoolhallways]: somebody call fireboylover
[fireboylover]: I’M HERE
[fireboylover]: DAY 80 AND SCRIBE FINALLY AGREED TO SPEEDRUN FIREBOY AND WATERGIRL!!! YIPPEEEEEEEEE
[hypeinthehouse]: y’all are sleeping on the “with guest” WHAT GUEST. WHO???
[i_just_watch]: has scribe ever brought a guest on stream??
[scribblicious]: sometimes he streams with cyno
[erm_what]: i don’t think it’s cyno this time
[Uffi_29]: hehe i have a guess on who it is ;))))
Alhaitham turns off the “stream starting soon” screen, and he switches to his camera and video game homepage. Fireboy and Watergirl 2 in the Light Temple, reads the title of the homepage, and a golden play button shimmers beneath. The timer reading 0.00 in the corner of the screen has yet to begin counting the seconds and milliseconds.
[scribblicious]: why the hand cam?
[zoomie_scroomie]: noooo where’s scribe’s face :(
[scroomie_bloomie]: #bringbackfacecam
[erm_what]: ^
[ILOVEYOUSCRIBE]: ^
[noticemescribe]: ^
[mister_niceguy]: i knew y’all only watched him for his looks smh
[yearnerpromax]: hear me out… his hand though 🤭
[youvebeenoutscribed]: c’mon guys it’s obvious why there’s no face cam this stream 💀
“You’ve all read the title of the stream. I’ll be speedrunning fireboy and watergirl”—he looks at Kaveh, sitting next to him and reading the chat—“with a guest. Introduce yourself,” he says, nodding at him.
“Hello,” says Kaveh, sliding his hand onto the keyboard and into view. “You might know me as Haitham’s roommate.”
[Uffi_29]: I KNEW ITTTT
[Drop_of_raine]: ROOMIEEEEEEEE
[princessribbon_]: OFFICIAL ROOMIE INTRODUCTION?? i never thought i’d live to see the day…
[Amity206]: can’t believe scribe isn’t gatekeeping him anymore lmao
[yearnerpromax]: HIS HAND dare i say it’s hotter than scribe’s 👀
[roomieyume321]: those calluses look painful 😥 come here roomie i’ll kiss them better
[roomieyume321 has been muted for 30 minutes]
[iloveschoolhallways]: LMAO you had that coming
Deadpan, Kaveh looks at him. Alhaitham shrugs. His stream, his rules.
“He’ll only be here for thirty minutes,” says Alhaitham, wringing drawn-out ‘aw’s and ‘no’s from the chat. “After he leaves, I’ll speedrun the other editions alone.”
“Why’d you choose the second game?” asks Kaveh, peering at the video game homepage. “The forest temple is a classic.”
“I thought the light temple would be more on-brand for you.”
Kaveh laughs. Rows of question marks line the chat. Alhaitham is content to keep them in the dark.
“I’ll be watergirl,” says Alhaitham, fingers resting at the WASD keys. “Per usual.”
“You always get the first pick!” complains Kaveh. “What happened to senior priority?”
“Irrelevant,” Alhaitham counters. “Cool-headed should go with cool-headed, and hot-headed should go with you.”
“I am not hot-headed, and you most certainly aren’t cool-headed,” says Kaveh, peeved. Regardless, his fingers edge toward the arrow keys. “But fine. I’ll be fireboy. You probably suck at playing fireboy, anyway.”
Alhaitham doesn’t take the bait. Rather, he makes eye contact with Kaveh unbeknownst to the viewers and asks, “Ready?”
The game is one thing. The game is insignificant. Ready or not, the only thing they can fuck up is their speedrun score.
But before the stream, they decided to put an end to the ambiguity and confirm their relationship. Alhaitham doesn’t care who knows about them—and he hasn’t cared for forever, since everyone who meets them puts two and two together fairly quickly—but he senses that matter means more to Kaveh. If this is the way he wishes to legitimize their relationship to the public eye, then so be it. Alhaitham has no misgivings.
“Ready,” Kaveh responds, returning a small, reassuring smile with a hint of waggery.
Without further ado, Alhaitham touches play on his monitor and the timer begins.
The first tutorial stage is easy—as it should be, considering the dozens of times, if not several dozens of times, he’s played this stage. Their elemental characters on-screen jump in tandem, avoiding their respective death traps. The “puzzle” in this level isn’t much of a puzzle at all, and they make it to the level’s ending doors in no time.
[erm_what]: roomie is better at this than i thought!!
[speedrunningQUEEN]: ofc he’s good rn, it’s the tutorial stage 😭 no shade but it’s a little sad if you mess up the easiest stage in the game and in a SPEEDRUN no less
[erm_what]: nono but see how he works seamlessly with scribe? you have to admit that’s something!!
[unemployment_finalboss]: scroomie shippers and their propaganda 🥱
As they play through the second stage—the light mechanics tutorial—the computer speakers read out a donation.
[cutiepatootieblessyou donated 400 mora]
hiiii! i’m such a big fan! if i may ask, how long have you two known each other?
“Over a decade,” answers Kaveh as their characters go through their doors to the next stage. “I approached him when he was a friendless little freshman, and he’s stuck to me ever since.”
“This is defamation,” mutters Alhaitham.
“Remember when we used to play this all the time?” says Kaveh, as he jumps around with the up arrow key. “You’d skip class to play in the library. What a naughty student you were.”
“Only because you whined that nobody else would play with you.”
“That never happened!”
“Sure, senior.”
Another donation trickles in.
[room_for_scroomie donated 275 mora]
roomie!! i’m so happy you’re here today!! one question: do you watch scribe’s streams??
“Not typically,” says Kaveh. On-screen, fireboy flips a lever. “Unless I put on the audio in the background while I’m commuting. Sometimes, it’s on when I’m making dinner too.”
“And somehow, you always happen to know when I’m playing poorly.”
“I can’t help that my timing’s right, can I?”
Spurred by Kaveh’s answers, more and more donations gush in.
[scroomie_bloomie donated 166 mora]
ROOMIEEEE would you ever consider being a streamer??
“I’m content with the job I have now!”
[frenchtoast25 donated 550 mora]
i love you roomie pls never go bald
“I’m not… planning to?”
[A_meh_Lee donated 300 mora]
can you say happy birthday to A_meh_Lee 🥺
“Of course! Happy birthday, A_meh_Lee.”
“I should’ve turned off donations before the stream,” says Alhaitham, exasperated, as he moves one of the light mirrors in-game. “They’re distracting.”
“Then you should work on your focus,” rebuts Kaveh, pushing a reflector block toward the light beam.
“You don’t have to respond to every donation, you know.”
“But I want to! Your viewers are paying too much to receive silence as a response.”
[scribblicious]: LMAO who’s gonna tell him
[erm_what]: roomie is so nice to us 🥺 scribe should take notes
[zoomie_scroomie]: MWAH this is why we love you roomie!!
“Do what you want,” says Alhaitham with a barely-contained sigh. His phone beeps on Kaveh’s side of the table. “Can you get that?”
“We’re in the middle of a speedrun, Haitham.”
“You can’t multitask?”
“The phenomenon of multitasking is a hoax, and you know it,” says Kaveh. But he makes it to the level ending doors a few seconds before Alhaitham anyway, so he grabs the phone and checks. “It’s a reminder for your doctor’s checkup tomorrow.” He turns the phone off and puts it in between the mouse and keyboard.
“Hm. Okay.”
“No ‘thank you’?”
“Focus on the game.”
“Wow. I see how it is.”
[CuteBunnyLife]: their banter is so mmmm i’m eating up every second of it 🤤
[scroomie_bloomie]: WHAT A JOYOUS DAY TO BE A SCROOMIE SHIPPER
[dinonuggies]: scribe’s phone looks so old 😭 prehistoric era vibes
[freewill_UNLOCKED]: does he know he can use the mora we donate to him…?
[spiceandeverythingnice]: application to be scribe’s sugar daddy? i’ll buy him a new phone in exchange for a good time ;)
[spiceandeverythingnice has been muted for 1 hour]
[MOD]: please do not sexualize scribe. thank you.
[calmtheFRICKdown]: it’s giving me anxiety that we can see his phone 😭😭😭 what if a message pops up and it’s his social security number 😓
[ominous_but_cute]: @calmtheFRICKdown take your meds
The minutes pass by fast as the two of them race through the levels. Donations come in cascades, and Kaveh responds to them all, much to Alhaitham’s disgruntlement. It’s not long before they reach the final stage.
Kaveh stands on a button as fireboy, while Alhaitham goes through the newly-opened entrance as watergirl. He adjusts the positioning of one of the light mirror blocks to open the barrier blocking their terminal exit doors. At last, they head toward the end at the timer in the corner approaches 25:00.
In Alhaitham’s concentration, he barely registers the light that flashes in the bottom right corner of his vision.
As their characters leave through the doors, Alhaitham stops the timer. 24:48. He looks at Kaveh—an instinctive reflex at this point—and follows his silent gaze to the mousepad. It’s there that he sees his phone screen lit up for everyone to see, himself and his audience alike.
Hastily, he snatches his phone and assesses the damage.
The pop-up message itself is normal—just an alert from screen time letting him know that he’s used his phone 28% more this week. No, that’s not what he’s worried about at all.
His phone wallpaper stares at him, taunting him.
[iloveschoolhallways]: what the actual fuck
[cupcakeveh]: KAVEH LIGHT OF KSHAHREWAR?? BACKGROUND OF SCRIBE’S PHONE??
[EATSLEEPBREATHE_kvh]: SCRIBE IS A KAVEH FAN??? who would’ve guessed…
[peachylixir]: that photo is burned into my memory. how can someone look so gorgeous so effortlessly
[erm_what]: did anybody clip it???
[ominous_but_cute]: WAIT do yall remember that stream like 3 weeks ago when scribe banned a guy for thirsting after kaveh in the chat 👀
[matsuwuhana]: holy shit i remember that… the pieces are clicking
[123_eyesonme]: does scribe have a celebrity crush on kaveh or something??
[zoomie_scroomie]: NOOO DON’T SAY THAT DON’T CRUSH MY SCROOMIE DREAMS
[what_the_scroom]: we were on top of the world a minute ago and now… 😔
[room_for_scroomie]: is it bad to say i kinda vibe with scribeveh…
[scribblicious]: i can smell the ship wars coming
[zoomie_scroomie]: I’M GOING TO CRY
[beanskaveh]: okay i’m like the number one kaveh stan out there and i have NO IDEA where that photo is from??
[Flanveh]: same 😭 i keep up to date with all things kaveh but i’ve never seen that photo 😭 scribe may actually be the biggest kaveh fan
Alhaitham racks his brain for ways to clean up this situation. He spares another glance at Kaveh. He’s reading the chat intensely, not having noticed or acknowledged Alhaitham’s look.
[ICBlossom]: guys. i don’t think that picture is online anywhere. i think scribe took it himself.
[erm_what]: slow down my brain can’t comprehend everything that’s happened this stream at this speed 😭
[criticalthinkerithink]: okay let’s say scribe and kaveh are friends somehow. explain why that’s his phone wallpaper. it’s weird as hell to put your friend (and only your friend??) as your background
[i_touch_grass]: clearly you have never experienced true friendship
[i_am_aya]: who says scribe and kaveh are just friends? 👀
[Flanveh]: !!!!!
[enlightenedsoul]: my third eye just opened
[nicawlette]: ARE YOU SAYING SCRIBEVEH MIGHT BE CANON??!!!
[leaderofthedolphins]: tears rolling down my face rn… i’m not joking
[leaderofthedolphins]: i will NEVER abandon the scroomie ship. even if it sinks 😢
[scribe_student]: yall are gonna call me cuckoo for this but what if roomie = kaveh 🫣
[scribblicious]: you’re reaching
[scribe_student]: I’M NOT HERE IS MY CONCRETE IRREFUTABLE EVIDENCE: have you SEEN how this man acts around roomie? there is NO WAY in ANY UNIVERSE that his phone background is someone who’s not roomie. i rest my case.
[iloveschoolhallways]: ngl you might be onto something…
Indecision written on his face, Kaveh finally looks back at him. Alhaitham knows the question swimming in his mind.
The details of what they discussed before the stream grow muddy with their new predicament. It’s one thing for him and his mysterious roommate to come out as romantically involved, but it’s an entirely different matter to publicize their relationship as Scribe and Kaveh—the Light of Kshahrewar who built the great Palace of Alcazarzaray.
Alhaitham leaves the choice in Kaveh’s court. If they have to keep up this fake “will they, won’t they” ruse on his streams, then that’s what they’ll do. With Kaveh’s career in the mix, the risks are higher. He doesn’t blame Kaveh for hesitating, for deliberating longer.
Kaveh mulls it over, knuckle poised at his chin. Then, quiet determination blooms on his face, taking over the previous uncertainty.
Alhaitham understands what he’s decided.
“We’ve finished the game, and my time here’s almost up,” starts Kaveh, breaking the silence. He moves the mouse and clicks several settings on the screen. “But before I go, I think I’m due for a re-introduction.”
With one more click of a button, the stream’s screen changes. The hand cam view and video game page disappear, and a full view of the face cam expands, revealing the two of them at the desk.
“Hello. Though most of you know me as Haitham’s roommate, my name is Kaveh.”
[ankyriin]: HELLO WHATTTTTTTT
[i_am_aya]: ROOMIE IS KAVEH?? JAW DROPPED HEART STOPPED
[ivoryember]: CRAZIEST PLOT TWIST EVER????
[iloveschoolhallways]: @scribe_student where u at
[scribe_student]: i’m freaking out in the bathroom rn. hands shaking as i type this. wtf.
[telepathicflower]: ROOMIE YOU’RE SO HANDSOME!!! MAY I PLEASE PLATONICALLY HAVE YOUR HAND IN MARRIAGE
[mushroommilk]: “platonically” LMAO you’re walking on eggshells in scribe’s chat
[finnfrog_]: sometimes i feel like i’m living in an ao3 fanfic
“I have to get back to my work, but have fun with Scribe for the rest of the stream,” says Kaveh, shooting Alhaitham a cheeky look. For a second, Alhaitham thinks he’s going to leave it at that, but then Kaveh grabs his chin and says, “See you at dinner.”
Soft lips meet his for a shallow second before pulling back and stretching into a playful smirk. Kaveh gets up from his chair, ruffles Alhaitham’s hair, then exits the room with all the grace one would expect from the Light of Kshahrewar, the most brilliant mind in modern-day Teyvat.
Dazed, Alhaitham sits there, fingers unconsciously reaching up to touch his lips where the memory of Kaveh’s touch lingers. Realizing he has an audience, he snaps out of it. He slides over to one of his monitors and reads the chat that’s zooming by with dozens upon dozens of messages a minute.
[LazorBeanz]: AND THEY’RE ACTUALLY DATING??
[paradizara]: I KNEW SCRIBE WAS INTO BLONDS HAH
[Cookie_simp]: BIG WIN FOR SCROOMIE SHIPPERS
[marcipancake]: THAT KISS AAAAAAAAAA I’M SQUEALING GIGGLING KICKING MY FEET
[marcipancake]: AND YES I’M EMPLOYED
[kittykatara]: EEE that kiss was so sweet
[Aefanyl]: look at scribe’s face 🥺 they’re in loveeeee
[lapin_de_merr]: SCRIBE PLEASE WE NEED RELATIONSHIP LORE
[mehrakulous]: teach me how to bag a baddie please 🙏
[ailbhandthemoon]: i’m about to hit up every scroomie fic on ao3. who’s with me?
[Wittich_Tara]: me
[AD_Woof]: MEEE
[ankyriin]: MEEEEEEEEEE!!1!!!1!!!!1!!111!!!
[MOD]: you don’t pay me enough to deal with this. peace ✌️
Accepting his fate with the new avalanche of chat messages and donations, Alhaitham puts his headphones on. He’s in for a long, long stream.
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Streamer Scribe and the Famous Light of Kshahrewar Dating? More Likely Than You’d Think!
On Scribe’s stream yesterday, Kaveh of Sumeru, also known as the Light of Kshahrewar responsible for designing many Sumeru landmarks such as the Palace of Alcazarzaray and the Port Ormos bridge, revealed himself to be Scribe’s notorious roommate, whom his fans suspected to be his boyfriend. Mere moments after turning on the face camera, Kaveh kisses Scribe on the lips, leaving fans to speculate: Are they in a relationship? Or are they just roommates playing up the bromance for the fans? In this article, we aim to get answers to these questions and set the record straight for all.
Let’s do a deep dive into #scroomie, shall we?