You had slowly come to — your hazy sight landing on the familiar face of your boyfriend laying in bed beside you. His voice was soft and muffled as he spoke into his phone. Aventurine looked back over to you as he felt the sheets shift, his face lighting up. He quickly dismissed the call, putting his phone away and rolling over to wrap his arms around you.

“Oh, I apologise, my dear. Did I wake you?” His fingers gently carded through your hair, soothing you as he pulled you closer.

“Did you manage to sleep well at least?” Aventurine asked quietly, a genuinely soft smile appearing on his face as he gazed at you — his beloved.