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#but anyway i just had the thought of aventurine purposely making a mistake on your joint project just to get your attention
rintoki · 15 days
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“aventurine! what is the meaning of this?!”
your heels clacked on the cold marble floors, echoing throughout the otherwise empty space. you find the man hunched over the bar, and a loud thuack resounds out as you slam a stack of papers onto the counter beside him.
a crooked smile plays on his lips, about time, he thinks to himself. aventurine takes a swig of the drink he’s been nursing, emptying the remains of the smooth liquor down his throat.
“this was not what we agreed on.” your tone was harsh, accusatory, and he could feel your gaze burning holes into the side of his head. but the man could only laugh, his head lolling to the side to meet your eyes head on.
“aventurine. answer me.” there was a dangerous glint in your eye now, and aventurine felt if he stayed quiet any longer, he may very well never speak again.
“you finally came to find me,” the grin on his face was almost sickening, and you could just barely keep the red from clouding your vision. “is this what i have to do for you to look at me?”
aventurine turns his body to face you, leaning in close enough for you to catch the stench of alcohol on him. his smile quickly turns into a pout, “it was just a little mistake… are you going to punish me?”
your eye nearly twitches, what is this man…? but you compose yourself quickly; reigning in your anger as you turned away from him and let out a frustrated sigh. even though it’s clearly not a mistake, neither of you are in the right mind to resolve this. “we will discuss this—“
your words were abruptly cut off as the drunken man in front of you grabs your face, turning it back to face him. “why won’t you look at me?”
his arms slowly crept around your shoulders and before you realise, he’s so much closer than you remembered. and this time, the pout on aventurine’s face looked much more genuine. it was a rare sight to see, one that now held your full attention.
“i am looking at you,” your voice had lost its edge, softening as you answered your colleague. a beat passes as the pair of you stood unmoving, each unable to tear their gaze away from the other.
but aventurine breaks first, sighing deeply as he casts his eyes downward, “that’s not what i mean.”
somehow he’s found his way even closer to you, resting his head upon the crook of your neck. and somehow, you can’t find it in yourself to push him away, instead letting your arms rest on his lower back.
“… you’re drunk. get some rest and we can talk again tomorrow.”
you slowly pulled away from aventurine after a while, assessing that he’s more or less stable enough to be left alone. and with the same clack of your heels, you turn to leave, with an arguably bigger headache than when you first came here.
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