He stared down at the button in his hand, tracing a finger over the grooves from Theodore’s fangs. The wyvern poked his head out from underneath the couch and chirped up at him. “Thank you,” Linus said quietly. “It’s the nicest thing anyone has ever given me. I’ll keep it for always.” Theodore lay his head against Linus’s thigh. They stayed there as the evening sunlight drifted along the wall.
