Any time The Lord bought James a gift, he would meticulously take his time wrapping it and, for the finishing touch, he would tie a ribbon around it. The ribbons were always different, even if the paper was not. James saved them up-he hoarded them. He had a big box under his bed dedicated to ribbons from Dorian. There were all different kinds: tie dye, plain, sparkly, long, short, soft and bumpy. Anything anyone could imagine.
While James treasured whatever was wrapped in the box with the ribbon-usually calculators or pens-the ribbon itself meant so much more.
"Why do you do that?" asked Lord Gloria as James stuffed the silk red ribbon into his pocket after unwrapping a new Casio.
"No reason," he responded immediately, quickly taking off to the attic. The accountant did not wish for Dorian to know about his super secret special stash. He felt that The Earl would either be disturbed, angry, or he would laugh. Because even for Mr. James, this habit was weird.
James loved the silky feeling on his skin, and the color was gorgeous. This ribbon was one of the best yet. He was completely aware how unorthodox this was, but knowing that Dorian went through the trouble to tie his present with a ribbon, adding that much more to make it look pretty, proved just how much he loved his sweet little Jamesie.