𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐌𝐄, 𝐓𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 ↷ aventurine ✔

𝙩𝙤 𝙠𝙖𝙠𝙖𝙫𝙖𝙨𝙝𝙖, 𝙖𝙞 𝙠𝙤𝙩𝙤𝙗𝙖

𝗔𝗜 𝗞𝗢𝗧𝗢𝗕𝗔
deco*27

i said i liked you, but i lied
i love you, i didn't want to hurt you
but i love you, so love me all day long
i want to look back together
and laugh about this song

you always talk about the dark parts, the scars, the past... but never about the way you make me laugh, or how you listen when i talk about my day, how you look at me as if i am everything to you. i know the world hasn't been kind to you. i know it's hard to believe that anyone could love all that you are, the scars and the secrets. but i do. thank you for sharing even a tiny piece of your guarded heart with me. and even when you're so broken, you love me wholly, and for that, thank you.

love, y/n

your head pounded in time with the obnoxious ticking of the bedside clock. you've been downed by a flu, turning your body into one giant ache. through feverish eyes, you saw aventurine hovering, concern etched into the lines of his normally unreadable face. even exhausted from another grueling day at the IPC, he patiently changed the compress on your forehead and helped you force down another dose of bitter medicine.

a wave of tenderness flooded through you, washing away some of the misery. vulnerability doesn't always come easy, but with his hand gently smoothing back your hair, the words were already on your lips.

"hey, you know..." you began, a slight tremor in your voice, "i kinda like you." it was a pathetic attempt of the grand confessions you wanted to make.

aventurine's eyes flickered open, a flash of amusement replacing the weariness. "just kinda?" he teased, a wry smile playing on his lips.

the heat that flooded your cheeks had nothing to do with the fever. it was probably the cold, or the medicine you took, that was making you a tad bit too bold than usual. "okay, fine," you grumbled, turning your face into the pillow, facing away from him. "maybe i kinda...a lot...love you."

silence fell, broken only by your uneven breaths. the weight on the bed shifted as aventurine moved closer. a cool hand found yours, squeezing it lightly. when you finally mustered the courage to peek at him, his eyes held a quiet warmth you'd rarely seen, a kind of vulnerability he only shows to you.

"well," he said with a soft chuckle, "i guess that kinda... a lot... works for me too."

the awkwardness lifted, replaced by a sense of gentle relief. even fever-ridden and miserable, this moment felt perfect - a testament to the messy, beautiful thing growing between you despite all the odds stacked against it.

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𝖑𝖆𝖎. not proofread. something awkwardly sweet? i hope it went across but yes, a pause from angst yay. a few days left before his banner raghhh going insane waiting for him.