No labels. No feelings. No connection.

Those are the rules you have to follow in this.. relationship of yours with that Gambler.

You don’t know when it started, or if it will ever stop. All you know is when you wake up in his bed. It’s hard to push back your feelings. Yet you’d never tell him, nor would you give him the satisfaction that your hooked.

So as you lay in bed, Aventurine next to you, you can’t help but stare at the celling, thinking about the night before, you two really seemed like y’all were lovers, the way yall barged into his room, the way you both would leave sloppy kisses on each others skin, the way yalls skin on skin contact got more intense with each passing second.

But here you both were, laying half naked with the sheets covering the both of you.

Aventurine laid with one arm over you as his head rested on your chest, but he couldn’t help but stir when he felt you shift. His piercing eyes opened slowly, it took him a few moments to adjust to the light but that’s when his gaze shifted to you. A small smile appeared on his face

“Morning Doctor..” the gambler whispered, a hand moving to rest on your chest