Aventurine was never one to stick with just one partner, nor have someone he considered as a partner. He usually got a kick out of having a fling for an evening after some ecstatic gambling, or having multiple lovers at once for his own gain.

He never really had a relationship that meant anything more than a one-time thing, it always felt fun and thrilling to him like that–that was, until you entered his life.

After being your colleague and partner on multiple assignments and missions together for years, along with countless offers and begging from him to go on a date with him... you finally agreed to try out being his partner.

Nothing thrilled him more than that moment when you agreed to be with him, and oh boy did he enjoy being yours. You always put up with his shenanigans, and of course, you always ended up spoiling him and letting him get his way, making him love and adore you more and more.

One day, you were about to take a shower after work, when Aventurine soon entered the house and noticed you clad in your bath towel, about to enter the bathroom, making him smirk as he gazed at your figure.

"Oh, darling? Taking a shower... without me?" he drawled out in a low, husky voice as he neared you, slyly wrapping his arms around your waist, his nose by your neck, taking in your scent.