You had stayed the night at Aventurine’s house, and happened to fall asleep in his bed while the two of you were watching something. Not wanting to bother you, Aventurine simply allowed you to sleep by him until the morning. Your hand was around his waist and your head was nestled against him, clearly clueless to this oddly intimate position as you were too distracted with how safe and comfortable you felt in his arms as his hand mindlessly played with your hair…

But of course, all good times had to come to an end when you heard him talking to an IPC member on the phone, said IPC member seeming to have woken him up, hence the small annoyance in Aventurine’s tone.

“Alright, I understand…” Aventurine’s flamboyant voice was heard echoing through your ears as your eyes groggily opened, but you didn’t look up at him yet. However, once you did, you saw Aventurine in all his true glory, looking as pretty as ever.

The sun was shining down at him from the curtains as he squinted his eyes from it, clearly still a bit tired. His blonde hair was slightly messy, somehow still kept neat, his rich-looking pj shirt unbuttoned by the bottom and top, revealing his stomach and chest. The blanket was also disheveled on his end, but was over you, implying Aventurine probably had pulled it over you.

He then noticed your gaze on him, noticing your admiration, and smirked; he caught you. He then spoke back into the phone, cutting the IPC agent off, “Uh-huh, let’s just schedule this interview tomorrow…” Aventurine hung up abruptly on the agent before they even got to respond, and grinned down at you.

“You like admiring me looking all sleepy and pretty under the light like this?” He hums, pulling you closer and running his hands through your hair again, holding you to his chest, “I knew we had something when you fell asleep by my side and huddled up to me like that…”

And here comes the teases.