A box with cookies is in front of Osiris’ door with a note saying: Have a sweet Valentine’s Day! - Akbul
they still sat in the little box on one of his shelves, the note carefully preserved in plastic wrapping as well, the colourful cookies brightening up his apartment and his day every time he looked at them. it had come totally out of nowhere, this gift akbul had left for him randomly around valentine’s day. an unexpected but definitely wonderful surprise that had somehow meant too much to him to just eat them. he’d tried one, of course, and thanked the god of darkness for them profusely the next time, praising his baking skills from mount phoenix to washington dc.
now, still, he reaches for the box every now and again, just holding it and smiling down at it as he thinks of his friend and this gift that had taken him completely by surprise. how wonderful it was to make friends, to love but especially to realise that you are loved. or liked. or just moderately tolerated on some days. it didn’t really matter to him. it was enough to know that people thought of him well enough to do things like this that made him feel more alive and worthy than anything else ever could.