Rasheed Al-Ishyak
{ An independant Original Character Blog dedicated to a special Lady }

Ne quidem mors nos separabit
Tu mihi omnia es
Tantum te
Mea Dea.

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She could feel that touch of his hands, his strong digits clutching tighter at her clothing but she didn’t mind the crumples that would form, if not she was all welcoming his touch where she was able to sense his love and feelings. His emotions were so clear as she molded her form to his, letting him pour out his feelings in movements instead of words while she continued to stroke his back soothingly, rubbing in circles and occasionally lifting a hand to toy with his short moss brown locks, running her digits through his soft strands while listening to him carefully.


"I know…" A gentle, soft smile spread itself upon her lips as her expression softened, nodding slightly while she pulled him into a tighter hug, letting her warmth mold to his and now she could understand what was going through his mind, one that she shook her head at his apology and letting her lips press another kiss to a different spot on his temple, exhaling faintly there, letting her scent engulf him. "…So you were doing a little reminiscing, then.." Her voice was almost cooing, soothing like running water over the burning wounds. She could recall those times, how it was trying times for them. So many occasions that almost pulled them apart, both intentionally and unintentionally. But none of them succeeded.

"It’s alright, really… I do that sometimes too.. There’s nothing to be sorry for." She assured him, heaving soft exhale as he loosened his arms a little and she nuzzled her expression to his caressing digits, turning her head to kiss in the middle of his palm.


"My work isn’t urgent, so it’s okay. And yeah, I did eat after the meeting, before I come back to the office." Her hand reached out, brushing through his hair lovingly with an affectionate smile on her lips. "And you? Eaten something yet?"

His eyes softened greatly to how you kissed his hand that was caressing your cheek— a tender caress as his silver eyes that always had a strong hint of glare upon them lit in a softer glow. How the sight of your smile and how you softly informed that you didn’t mind it in the least, despite how he was sure so many others would’ve just told him he was being silly. That he should toughen up or anything of the sort but trulyto him, he knew how lucky he was to have his heart reciprocated by the one he loves most— and how you were understanding to his fears. That you didn’t belittle him for them but rather allowed him to feel safe from them at times like these. And honestly, for you to be the person who has penetrated the darkness of his life with your affections, how can he not be afraid if that light should be taken away from him? And well given his conditions, lets just say fear naturally affects him more than most.

"Mm.. a little, yes.." he replied in a softer whisper as he kept his eyes in a tender gaze, closing in a brief moment as he felt your lips to his temple tenderly, making him release a small sigh in relief. Right.. still a mystery— how you could do this; a single kiss and his thoughts were silenced, focusing solely on you.

You assured him that you’ve had your fill of food for lunch, making his lips smile softly, especially at how your fingers brushed his hair aside a little, where his own hand came, catching your more delicate one and bringing it to his lips adoringly, nuzzling his expression there in want. “Mm.. that’s good.. and um no, I haven’t..” he smiled softly before aligning your palm to his right cheek— savoring the only plus of having his temporary younger form back in this time being; how without the scar that was suppose to numb that side of his features, he’d be able to feel your warmth. “…I’m.. not too hungry. But i”ll have a little to eat later..”

His silver eyes lifted back to you— where couldn’t help leaning in, barely claiming your lips in almost-kisses before tempted to properly claim it— a singular, tender kiss that had his eyes momentarily close before he left them there to graze in a small sigh. “…Really.. I don’t know what I’d do without you, love…” he whispered, nuzzling his lips to yours in a tender gaze.

"…Just.. wanted you to know that.. I guess.." Ah.. its like his emotions and logical side of him was battling— where he was fighting the echo in reminder that you’d have to go up already. You were at work after all, but given his way, he’d just have stolen you for the day and have you with him instead though alas, that wasn’t going to happen was it? His eyes somber as he whispered, almost as though he didn’t want to ask but he knew he should.

"…Do you.. have to go up..?" Oi, Rasheed. You’re suppose to tell her to go up not ask her that!

(Source: cassiopiea0429)


The elevator was fast, of course, very prompt and as expected from a high tech and high security building, so it didn’t take that long at all for her to reach the third floor where the lobby is, and with now it was already after lunchtime or break hour was already over, not many people were in the area. Her eyes glanced around, already spotting the familiar form of her beloved in his university years that he had been for the past two days, and as a smile laced her lips and she was about to call out his name, she was already pulled into his arms, making her hazel hues widen from surprise, blinking slightly in confusion, before her arms rose to return his embrace as well.


"It’s alright…" Her voice softened as she heard his apology drifted into he air, an exhale heaved from her lips where she rubbed his back as well, running her hand up and down his broad back in soothe, hoping to instill that sense of comfort to him as she could feel his yearn and longing radiated from him. "I’m right here… my Rasheed.." That single syllable of ownership was something she knew would put him at ease, hence why it came often as of late. She had a feeling that he needed it.

"Are you alright? Something happened… hmm?" Voice was tender and gentle, a tone she reserved for only her two favorite people and she turned her head a little, lips ghosting over his temple in a kiss. "I’m right here…"

It would be considered embarrassing for most men to show their vulnerability outright the way he does, he knew. But aside from the fact that he wasn’t like most men, he was also deeply attached to you. You being the only person who has ever gotten through to him with your honesty and sincerity was the only person he trusted with all his heart to show such sides of him with. He couldn’t think much— only a small visitation; a touch of a memory of times he nearly lost you and somehow those feelings fueled his yearn, scaring him a little even. And with him in his temporary younger physical state, his restraint that he developed over the years tend to reverse as well.

His fingers at your back crumpled your work clothes a little— fisting unconsciously as he felt your soft tone of voice visit his ears. Your fingers skimming over his back with care and how your words soothed him; reassuring him with a single syllable before his name. He merely buried his face more to your neck, pulling you close to his stronger form, not caring the eyes of those that pass by him. A small shake to his head as he exhaled softly, feeling a little calmer with you in his arms like this.

”..No, nothing happened… just..” his voice quiet, only audible to your ears as he leaned back, resting his forehead to yours in a quiet sigh. “Just… feel like telling you that.. I.. can’t live without you..” he chuckled wryly at his words— surely knowing how out of bounds they sound. Getting emotional out of nowhere and whatnot. “..I just.. I suppose recalled some moments where.. I almost lost you and.. I suppose my lack of restraint at the moment just.. fueled that fear a little.. Sorry..” he muttered, trying to make sense of his own emotions. Lips pressed to yours softly in a whisper as his silver eyes watched you carefully, fingers unfisting themselves from your back for a moment, grazing your jaw quietly.

"Sorry… I.. pulled you from your work, didn’t I? You ate lunch already I hope?"

(Source: cassiopiea0429)


She had just returned from a meeting, mostly taking up the whole morning and passing into afternoon as it was a few hours after midday when she had found herself settling back to the office, just about catching her breath and starting on meeting report when her phone vibrated and caught her attention. The sender wasn’t surprising, but it was the message that had her tilt her head to the side, wondering what was up since he usually wouldn’t just ask for her to go see him. Was there something the matter, she wondered.


But nonetheless, she grabbed the elevator card while typing the reply, already heading towards elevator and tapping the card at the receiver just as she pressed ‘Send’ button.

[ To: Rasheed

No no, it's alright. I just got back from meeting anyway.
I'll see you in a bit, I'm coming down. At the elevator already. ]

He was already at the spot he said he’d be when he glanced at his phone, noting your message that you were heading down to meet him. His silver eyes glanced at the lobby, waiting to see your form appear and in the silent lobby— no doubt not crowded due to most would be upstairs, given the working hours. But how his piercing silver eyes perked— catching the sight of your form entering his vision where he took a few steps closer to you in a small mutter of your name, leaving his lips.


Like a spell, his steps ascended to a small pace where the moment you were within reach he immediately pulled you straight into his arms; a complete coil of how his form was flushed to yours and arms wrapped around your shoulder and your wist, a hand scrunching a little at your dark locks while his lips pressed to your temple. Eyes shut in yearn as he imprinted your warmth in a small exhale. “Sorry I…” he apologized a little before squeezing you within his strong arms just a little. “…I wanted to see you all the sudden.. Just.. needed to hold you.”

"I just.. felt like i needed to feel you close." His tone quietened, softening in a small mutter to your ears as he buried his face to your neck, kissing there in silence.

(Source: cassiopiea0429)

Uneasy would be a word to describe the feeling in his chest. His silver gaze that caught so many enthralled was distracted, not even focusing on the printed matter that was in his hand. All that filled his mind was the beauty he called his own— the lady with the matching ring on her finger. It was odd but it felt like an influx of yearn swept inside of him. He wanted to see her.. to hold her— just for a moment and it was increasing by the moment. A small touch of difference was present than his usual yearn and he did wonder why.

His gaze softened before he thinned his lips, deciding he can’t endure this for a moment longer. he reached for his phone, quietly typing into the device and pressed send before shutting his book and grabbing his jacket. A small call for the passing waiter in regards to his things, informing the other he’d return within the hour as he had something important to attend to for the time being, leaving the vicinity of the quiet coffeehouse once received the nod from the waiter in agreement to his request.

He needed to see you. He just had to.

[To: Dea
I'm sorry to disturb your working hours, love but can I ask for 15 minutes from you?
I'm downstairs just outside the lobby. Meet me there in 5?
Love, From: Rasheed]
You are the habit
that I will spend my lifetime
trying not to break.



She set her phone aside after reading the message, a small smile curving her lips though she was trying her best not to let her jealous run a little too much. After all, she knew that she could come off a little too cold or irritated when it wasn’t his fault that women approach him. Well, or at least she knew he didn’t even like that one bit so getting all huffy about it at him wasn’t going to make the situation better. But damn it, how she was very much jealous to know there are so many women making a pass at him even when he was wearing a ring. Even though she wasn’t that outwardly possessive, she kind of wanted to glare at them and telling them that the man they had their eyes on is hers.

As her thoughts drifted, that was when she felt the strong pair of arms, ones that aren’t as sturdy as she remembered but much stronger than hers nonetheless, coiling themselves around her form and his words that came with the kiss to her temple made her heart skipping a beat.


"Yeah… Just.. put the plate and all away." A small nod where her cheeks rose in color, heart already thumping as she brought a hand to clasp over his arms. "Hey there…"

It had his lips softly curl to a softer smile before they pressed to your cheeks next, eyes momentarily closing in imprint of your warmth and scent to his mind. Ahh.. no matter if his younger appearance was influencing his personality outwardly, nothing changed for him on the inside. He still yearned for you despite the proximity and his mind still wanders to where you are.

"Hey.." his voice whispered a soft greeting back before he gently loosened his arm around your shoulders, pulling a nearby chair and sitting right next to you, before his arms pulled you to his lap— thankful that no one was around given the time but he couldn’t help himself. How he let loose that small content sigh as your head was brought to his chest and his arms wrapped around your smaller form had him complete, finally losing some of that irritation that flooded him throughout the day. 

"…Sorry just…—" another press of lips to your cheek bones before his tone dimmed, silver eyes catching yours for a moment or two. "—…miss you.. a lot.." He blinked quietly— engaging with your own sweet hazels before he leaned in, knuckles grazing your cheeks as his mouth claimed yours softly, again and again in a timely fashion.

It took a while before he softly parted— eyes blinking back at you in concern as his fingers brushed your long strands from your features, tucking it neatly behind your ears.

"…Got quite a bit of work today huh. You look a little tired already.." 



Yeap, she was definitely jealous and reading her own message just confirmed to her that her beloved must already know that she was getting mildly (or majorly) irritated and jealous from the idea of so many women approaching him. The brunette sighed loudly, couldn’t be helped when he’s that good looking, she supposed. That, and with his younger years, the scars are gone so people are not as averse in approaching him. She knew he was attractive, and she was proud when people notice good things about him. But damn it, she was really jealous. Hmph. He’s hers… she just wanted to tell others that. Can’t they see he’s wearing a ring?


She paused for a moment after reading his message, glancing around her and noting that there aren’t any people other than her two seniors, both male. They were going to leave for lunch soon too, so it should be alright. She kind of wanted to see him…

[ To: Rasheed

Hmmm... okay. Others had mostly left anyway.. so why don't you come up? Just exchange your ID like you did last time. And enter the pin (xxxxx) to get into the office.

I'll see you in a bit then. ]

Hopefully she didn’t sound too short and curt with him, but damn, the jealousy is brimming.

His finger tapped quietly on the table as his other had a book open, reading (though not really) as his ear phones blared its music in a muffle though silver eyes only glanced over to his phone, counting the seconds until he saw it vibrate, making for a quick snatch as all that came was your answer— one that had him blink for a good moment before his smile came, a little wider than usual. He could feel his heart beating a little louder as he read your prompt instructions where he replied simply, before calling the waiter for to ask in reserve of his usual spot while he’s gone within the hour or two.

[To: Dea
I'm on my way up. Give me 10 minutes. Can't wait to see you
From: Rasheed]


Certainly wasn’t long indeed that the elevator in front of your office rang in a single call of the bell where upon open doors the tall, tanned male stepped out— silver eyes glancing to the side where the office doors were, and amidst the empty cubicles and desks he couldn’t help the slight smile that came as he spotted you at your usual spot, increasing his longing heart at it’s drumming. 


He glanced at his phone, recalling the pin-security number you told him as he keyed it in carefully before the glass door ajar in slight, allowing him to quietly slip in, walking around the desks as his silver eyes kept upon your back, wondering if you were as eager to see him as he did you. Silently he walked up to you and before you knew it, his arm wrapped around your shoulders carefully, squeezing in utter affection as he nuzzled to your hair slowly, kissing your temple. Sure enough though his words of greet were simple, the tender tone and the way he handled your form to his spoke how he was only satisfied that it was you. No one but you.


"…Finished lunch..?" 



Lunchtime was already upon them and most of her colleagues are heading out for lunch, somewhere she wasn’t really interested in so she declined their offer, telling them that she had already brought something from home, and now that she was alone with only a few (who are getting ready to leave for lunch as well), her eyes immediately darted to her phone where she couldn’t help a small sound from her lips. Seriously, this one was so dense! And she had been telling him why they approached. Hmph.


[ To: Rasheed

Hmmm... Is that so..? Really, I've been telling you that the girls and women that approached you didn't just want to get close to your friend or anything. They're interested in you. You aren't listening to me at all, you are? Hmph.

And yes, she was telling me you're getting quite a bit of attention. DamnyouandyourhandsomefaceRasheed..

Have you had lunch though? ]

Oh, she hated when she’s jealous. There’s no controlling her emotions at all.

Certainly on his end, due to it being lunch time the small coffeehouse started to get a little packed, making the tanned male turn up the volume of his music, making sure he block out any attention he could give to his surroundings, hoping to minimize the reasons or opportunities for them to approach him. Nonetheless he couldn’t help the small smile that quirked on his lips momentarily. He could practically hear your click of the tongue; it was no secret how he thought you were oddly beautiful when annoyed or angered. though since this felt more like irritation (judging by your words), he’d say it was more on the adorable side as it is.

[To: Dea
Hard to imagine, love. I mean, I'm pretty much like any bloke around here--if not lesser in appearances. Perhaps they're just fiddling because I'm sitting alone. I'm told its a rather.. sad thing to watch. 
But you do know I'm not even mildly interested if what your reasonings for their approach to me were true? Since my heart has already been stolen by you long ago. And I caught that haha. I can't beileve you can 'mumble' through text. I'm not at all handsome, love. Not at all. Unlike you, my goddess.
And no, not lunch yet. I'm taking it slow with my pot of tea. I don't feel much of an appetite. Its the irritation i suppose.
Can I come up and see you though? Just for a bit.. or something I..

I just need to hold you for a moment.. just a bit. If its not too much trouble.]



Work wasn’t all that much taxing today, as she just leisurely worked on some processing of data and reading up on news and reports, though it seemed that time was passing by a little slowly and her attention was caught at the vibration her phone made, indicating incoming message. Mm… A small tint of pink painted her cheeks when she read it, probably because she heard the certain birdie telling her her fiance who had been in his younger form was getting quite a bit of attention.


[ To: Rasheed

I missed you too. Work isn't very overwhelming, so I'm alright. I have some food with me for lunch though. But... mm..

I heard someone is getting quite a bit of attention today? ]

Oh, the jealousy was seeping already.

He had his earphones plugged in, seemingly that helps minimize quite a few of the approaches he’s gotten, if his glaring and unfriendly demeanor didn’t do that already. He really was puzzled. It wasn’t like he had Baranbas by his side anymore fo rthem to trick him into introducing to them or anything of the sort. and he’s wearing a ring for God’s sakes! This is where he felt the age gap for he noted how young women these days tend to be less shameless— even more so back in his day. Honestly. And people ask why he thought the world of his beloved. One of a kind she is.

Though with the vibration of his phone his silver glare directed there where he opened it, pausing for a moment before replying.

[To: Dea
Ah, that's good to hear. Be sure to eat them well, alright? I do wish I can come up and eat lunch with you.. It feels a little ... congested down here. But I'm glad to hear your work wasn't too much for the day..
And ah. I suppose that bit was told by a certain pesky rabbit? And I wouldn't call it attention. Not the positive type anyways-- but then attention itself I detest. The nerve of the some of them, really. For now it seems that I'm giving the staff more work with the declining but well.. I'm just puzzled as to why they're doing it. ]

Still a little dense, our scientist. Smart in all matters science but social skills— he’s a little dim. 

An exasperated sigh as he slumped himself back to the booth at the corner of the cafe he frequented; a daily routine he does when you are at work so he feels more comfortable knowing you’re nearby though today, especially with the week long temporary change back to his usual scarred self, the tanned male was now reverted physically to his late twenties self and along with it, his well known temperament. The small steady influx of approaches he’s been getting all day was not setting him to much of a mood and it made him want to see you more than ever.

A quick tap to his phone, typing out a message as he just needed to hear from you. just a little. 

Anything better than all these puzzling approaches by women that hardly have any regard that he’s wearing a ring on his left hand.

[To: Dea
I miss you.. feeling a little.. knotted today, just needed to hear how you were doing. Is work alright? Going for lunch soon?
From: Rasheed]