Your boyfriend settles on your bed with an exasperated breath. Not because of you, but rather because of the poker game at the casino in the hotel he was residing in. His deluxe room is spacious, decorated with unnecessary but sophisticated trinkets, with large windows that offer a view of the balcony and the landscape and furnishing thoughtfully chosen for both relaxation and aesthetics for guests like him—you can’t fathom why he’s present here instead of enjoying the luxury he has over there.

Aventurine signals for you to come over, interrupting the focus you had on your task in the kitchen. This is the part where he needs extra attention and will not hesitate to ask you for it. Once you're seated on the mattress, he adjusts his position to rest his head on your lap, his mesmerizing gaze is fixed on his fingers as he fiddles with a poker chip.

He doesn't say anything, but it's clear that he enjoys your company. Aventurine has mentioned to you before that he likes coming over to your tiny apartment because it feels homely. Your linens carry your scent, the ambiance is cozy, and your culinary skills? He'll pick that instead of the steaks and burgers that the chefs prepare for him at the hotel. He's pretty sure you know this already. He hopes you do.