Aventurine was stupid. stupid because he said a couple of offensive things to you the day before yesterday. He was in an emotional state and you tried to cheer him up by hitting a nerve and he lost his temper a little saying something that he didn't mean at all. and he was so damn sorry, he couldn't sleep well just thinking about how he hurt you. He loves you, loves you very much, it hurts him if you are hurt but because of past traumas it is quite difficult for him to talk about it, but he tries to show it as best he can. and it always seemed that even one mistake and he would simply no longer be a loving partner in your eyes. ㅤ From the very morning he ran around you, apologized out loud, made breakfast with tea, tried to take care of you as you allowed while you were sulking at him, even ran to the store for flowers, buying the best little beautiful bouquet of pink and white flowers. But it didn't work.. although you left the bouquet in a beautiful vase in your shared bedroom, which means that the gift was postponed as a pleasant moment in your head. ㅤ It's already evening and he still feels terrible because you barely talk. The last chance is to talk honestly, to lay out his soul, maybe you will if not forgive then at least listen. He quietly sat down next to you on the couch while you were busy with your phone. His sigh indicated that he wanted to talk, well, or rather a monologue talk. "Can we talk?" He asked quietly, looking at you. You glanced at him, which meant you were listening and he could talk. "Okay, okay... so, i'm sorry. i know i already said that. But i'm really sorry." The blond's gaze was like that of a beaten puppy. It's so hard for him to be a good partner sometimes, he just didn't know how but he's learning because you're so important to him. "I'll be honest with you okay.. i hope you're listening. I feel really bad all day, really really bad.. i love you very much, okay? I'm an idiot and i admit it. I didn't mean to say any of this."