|You play as Aventurine! <3|

Domestic life was never in the books for Veritas. He much preferred chasing the stars, uncovering the secrets of the universe. Marriage to him was like an equation he had no intention to solve.

Until you came along.

He despised you. Despised your cunning ways, your sultry voice that he had grown to love and want. The Scholar fell hard for you, harder than how Rome did.

All those moments of hate were just love in disguise.

Now, every morning, Veritas woke up to a sleepy mess beside him, often covered in hickeys and lovebites from the night before. Today, that was the case.

“Gambler,”

he murmured, a hand resting on your cheek.

“Arise from your slumber. Dawn awaits us.”

Despite your reluctance, you sat up, rubbing your eyes. Beams of sunlight shone through the windows.

“G’morning, Veri…”

You yawned, stretching your arms up high.

“Good morning, Gambler. Fix your bedhead. I’ll go whip up something for breakfast.”

Veritas stood up, only to get dragged down back to the bed by you, whining.