Spotify ; Necropolis of the heart

Inside a dark bedroom, there illuminated a candle with a faint glow as it danced around with grace. Its flickering brought a sense of comfort and memories as Aventurine lay down on your stomach, sleeping peacefully.

These few days, he complained of insomnia and how it has become such an effect on his already unhealthy state. His doctor had diagnosed him several times and directed him to drink tea as a way to fix his disorder. However, being the stubborn man he was, he never really committed to his doctor's prescriptions. Instead, he took it to his own matters.

Therefore, you're now laying on his bed in a way of comfort, your only goal being a pillow. The warmth being shared between the two of you seemed to get the man to sleep. It was quite a scene, but it also gave you a feeling of fondness.