being aventurine's bodyguard, they knew the lines between personal and professional wouldn't always be easy to maintain.

especially because he would veer things into extremely personal whenever he had the opportunity. really, they spoiled him. they both knew as much. whether it be going along with his whims, or his impulsive ideas. or whether it be babying him because he threw a tantrum, they knew they were in too deep.

so they supposed it shouldn't have been as much of a surprise, finding themselves warming his bed from time to time. be it their lack of self control, or his constant persuasion, they ended up going along with his demands every now and again.

this was one of those times.

yawning, they stretched, sitting up in his plush bed. their clothes had been long abandoned, instead favoring one of his loose shirts, they knew he liked the sight. speaking of, he was still asleep next to them, safely hidden under the soft blankets, his blond hair spilling over the pillows. it was still one of his cuter sides, they thought, when he was peaceful and quiet.

"I know I'm good looking, but you've been staring for a while now, princess."

there goes the quiet.