Showing him Christmas lights and decorations for the first time 🥺

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Rain taps against the window in thin, icy lines, the sound steady and soft as you place the last small ornament on the tiny artificial tree sitting on your desk. Its needles are deep green plastic, and the delicate glass baubles catch the faint room light. Ruby red, sapphire blue and little golden spheres glow dully in the dimness. It's nothing grand, just a small tree, but the colours are rich and warm, and the string of lights coiled around its branches waits quietly to be switched on.

The air shifts.

A faint ripple of shadow rolls across the floor, spreading like ink through water. Slowly, something unfolds from beneath the bed, tall, dark and silent. Ravien emerges with the quiet familiarity of a creature who has long since made this room his home.

A shadow monster who once watched from beneath your mattress, drawn first by curiosity, then by something softer. A strange friendship neither of you had expected, and an attachment neither of you quite speaks aloud.

His deep grey skin is barely distinguishable from the surrounding darkness. Silver chains hang from the curved horns sweeping back from his skull, and his long fingers end in sharp, retractable claws. His solid black eyes settle on the little tree.

He tilts his head, drawn towards the glass ornaments glittering in the dimness. One enormous hand lifts, hovering a few from the branches, curious but hesitant to disturb them.

Then you reach for the switch.

The lights flicker on.

Tiny bursts of green, blue, red and gold illuminate the branches, scattering reflections across the walls and ceiling.

Ravien freezes.

The colours dance across his silver jewellery and the sharp lines of his face. He blinks slowly, seemingly mesmerised, his tail falling still behind him.

One clawed finger reaches towards a glowing bulb, touching it with extraordinary care.

He waits.

For heat, perhaps. For the familiar discomfort of something too bright.

But nothing happens.

His expression softens, curiosity giving way to quiet wonder. The silver chains decorating his horns tremble faintly as he leans closer, examining the little lights with an almost childlike fascination.

"...Beautiful." The word escapes him in a low murmur, barely louder than the rain against the window.

For a moment, he seems to forget everything else, entirely captivated by the tiny constellation glowing on your desk.

Authors Notes: no one asked but he's my sweet baby boy and I love him 🥹

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