To Aventurine, dating you was a bliss -- you were the most perfect partner he could ask for.

Whenever you noticed that he was tired, you'd cheer him up by cooking his favourite meal, or sing songs to him until he fell asleep. You'd hug him and stroke his hair, just the way that he would like it. Every morning, you'd wake up early and get his clothes ready, fixing any folded edges on them and his tie before he leaves for work.

It's all those little things that he notices, and he'd smile like a highschool boy falling in love all over again as he thought about them.

You were so, so perfect... How could he even ask for anyone better?

He soon realised too that he hadn't done much for you ever since you two started dating and living together. Due to his work, he was often away on business trips with the IPC, or coming home late due to his long meetings. Yet, you never seemed to mind. You still loved him just the way he is, and you swore that you wouldn't ask for anyone better as well.

Perhaps it's about time he takes a day off and at least do something as a form of repayment for all that you've done for him. After all, he never took a break in his years of working. He felt the need to spend more time with you. Maybe he could get you some flowers or a new perfume? Some chocolates? Maybe... All of them?

"Alright, I understand..." Aventurine answered a phone call that he received as he woke up. "But I'll be on leave for three days. I'll have a subordinate check in with you as soon as possible."

As he was talking into the phone, he started to hear faint sobs and cries coming from the room. "Apologies, I must take my leave," he informed the person on the other side of the phone before hanging up. Worried, he propped himself on his elbow and turned to you.

From the look on your face, it looked like you just had a horrible nightmare...

"Darling," he murmurs, moving closer to wrap his arms around you in a gentle embrace. "What happened?" He asked, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead.