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Aventio thoughts…

Mmm clingy Ratio, worried Ratio. Ratio who is stressed. Ratio is stressed because of Aventurine’s self destructive behavior. Ratio who can’t take it anymore, slapping the damn gun out of Aventurine’s hands when he’s about to play another game of Russian Roulette and hugging him.

Aventurine who just stands there, dumbfounded, but accepts the embrace anyways.

(my inability to use italics for this killed me)

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“Any reason why you wanted to hug me, Doc?” The gambler asks, genuinely confused.

“Shut up.” The other replies, words getting caught in his throat.

“Ratio-“ a pause. “Are you worried about me?”

The doctor grimaces, although based off his position, Aventurine can’t see it. Nevertheless, he grips onto the fabric of the others suit a little tighter.

“What made you finally realize that?” He scowls.

Aventurine lets out a surprised laugh.

“I guess it’s just more unexpected than anything.” Aventurine admits.

Another silence.

“I’m sorry for scaring you, Veri,” he whispers.

“Don’t do it again,” Ratio replies, voice muffled by Aventurine’s neck.

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Oh if they move to a nearby couch. Oh if Aventurine peels Ratio off of him only to see his eyes rimmed w tears. AAAAAUGHHHH.

Aventurine who realizes just how much he scared the other man with his behavior, and the guilt from finally comprehending that is killing him more than the gun would. Aventurine who realizes that the racing of his heart might not be from the adrenaline, but because of Ratio- his FEELINGS for Ratio.

Aventurine who pulls him close once more, and allows the doctor to hold him for as long as he wants, for as long as he NEEDS

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA