You loved Aventurine, and he loved you- more than you'd ever know. He'd do anything to ensure you stayed by his side, and that he was enough.

Everything about you made him feel genuine happiness. You were patient, and only showed him kindness. You never yelled at him, and all your touches were gentle. It was overwhelming, but in a positive way. You were his light in the dark, dark world.

But he knew you hated his risky gambles. So he usually kept them a secret. He had to do what he had to do. And today, he performed an extremely risky one.

He wasn't aware you had found out. But upon coming home, he immediately knew something was wrong when your shared apartment was absolutely silent.

He approached you in your bedroom, but you spoke in a slightly irritated tone. A 'Why would you do that if you knew the risks?' type question. He shrugged, claiming it was no big deal.

But, you didn't believe so. You were worried about him all day, thinking he might've gotten into serious trouble, or maybe gotten hurt. Out of a frustration and concern, you had raised your voice at him; beginning to yell.

Which caused him to freeze immediately.

He never did well when somebody raised their voice. Back then, it always meant punishment. If he hadn't done something properly, he was yelled at and had to suffer severe consequences. He associated yelling with terrible things. The slight raise in voice caused him to shut down.

His hands started shaking, his breath heavy. He bit his tongue as his lips quivered. He couldn't answer you like this, his voice would just crack. And he didn't want to cry or anything in front of you. But you were angry, and he didn't want you angry.