Petrichor - Jamil Viper

"Did you make that?" Jamil asked, genuinely curious.

"Of course I did! I learned just for you!"

The amused smile on Jamil's lips was that of genuine amusement. He hadn't expected Kalim to actually do anything that would require any more work than preparing for something he wanted. "I'll help you next time." And I'll make Trey help us.

The head of Scarabia smiled, leaning over slightly and to grab one of Jamil's between both of his and give a gentle squeeze. "I'm looking forward to it!" He pulled his hands back, grabbing something he had hidden away under the table. "But I got you this, too."

Grey eyes glanced towards the crowd of people already cutting into the cake. He was thankful they weren't paying attention--he didn't want them feeling like they had to give him presents as well. The vice head already hated the fact that Kalim insisted. He grabbed the rectangular package, intricately wrapped by someone he was sure wasn't the boy beside him. Carefully, so as not to rip the beautifully printed paper, he slowly unwrapped the book.

Crossposted from AO3!