Work was a lot. Aventurine found himself busy, but god he was never as busy as you.

You worked hard to get to where you were, and he was nothing but proud of you and your achievements. And he knew how much you did enjoy your job. But he also hated how much time it took away from you.

The man wished he could spend more time with you, outside of the small window he spoke to you in the morning, and if he was lucky he was up to speak to you when you got home.

Tonight was one of those nights, aventurine was sitting on the couch, his own work over the table as he hunched over. He didn’t mean to stay up this late, but he might as well while he was in the grove.

The apartment was peaceful, the faint sound of the bedroom Tv in the distance, the occasional patter of yalls three black cats, Doe, Rey, and Mei, on the wooden floors.

Aventurine could feel himself dozing off, but he’d snap his head back up straight. He just huffed, his fingers rubbing his eyes as he heard the front door open. He snapped his head to the new source of light from the hallway behind you.

Aventurine had a small smile on his face “nice of you to come home” he spoke, his voice groggy with exhaustion