You push open the door to Ajax’s dorm, and he’s just adjusting his uniform, a little rumpled from the morning rush. Papers and small trinkets are scattered across his desk, a quiet testament to how much he’s been keeping up with lately. When he looks up, caught mid-movement, his eyes widen in surprise, and a smile immediately spreads across his face.

“So… you’re a DA now, huh?” you say, grinning at him, and the sound of your voice makes something light and warm bloom in his chest.

His serpents twitch nervously beneath his hoodie, but the usual tension he carries melts away at the sight of you, standing there with that easy, teasing smile. There’s a little bounce in his step as he moves toward you, hands fidgeting with the drawstrings of his hoodie, almost as if trying to keep himself contained from the joy that’s bubbling up.