Sillyyduck - Duck

“I had a dream where you cheated on me”

Characters: Aventurine, Dr Ratio

Warning/s: None, just fluff

aventurine was a light sleeper. he'd be fast awake most of the time from the lightest of touch and faintest of sounds, probably a habit built from his environment growing up. this mostly happens when he's not tired from too much work, otherwise, he'd be as stiff as a log drifting far off into dreamland

tonight, however, his eyelashes fluttered as he opened his eyes. from the way his eyelids still felt so heavy, he could tell it was still night and his eyes were begging for sleep

but when his eyesight adjusted to the dark, he slightly jumped when he saw your eyes staring right back at his from where you laid beside him on your shared bed

“sweetheart, you startled me.” he groaned, still groggy

you only muttered a hushed apology, closing your eyes as you snuggled your head back into the pillow. the way your eyebrows slightly furrowed and your lips curled downwards in a small frown, aventurine could tell something was wrong

his arm loosely wrapped around you, rubbing your back as he inquired, “is something wrong? had a nightmare?”

you were quiet, and you shook your head, “I had a dream… where you cheated on me…”

the idea sounded so silly to him he almost laughed, but he held back, seeing the way you took it seriously and how it actually made you feel down. instead, he scooted even closer to you, embracing you tightly as his hand continued to rub your back reassuringly

“it’s just a silly nightmare. why would i go looking for someone else when you're everything i could ever ask for?” he murmured, placing a soft kiss to the crown of your head

he doesn't tell you it often, preferring to let his actions speak most of the time, but he truly does value you more than anything else. and you could feel it from the way he held you as if he was the one scared to lose you

the moment ratio’s reddish-pink eyes landed on you, he knew something was wrong. you didn't have the usual vigor you had when talking to him, nor were you as enthusiastic as you usually would when going about your daily routine

he knew something was weighing you down. he'd much rather see you smile and hear you laugh than have you frowning and sighing all day

his brain had come to a conclusion that your bad mood must have something to do with him because you didn't shower him with as much affection as you always do. he totally didn't arrive at that conclusion because he was expecting your kisses for the day and they didn't come, totally not…

so, he approached you and sat beside you, holding your chin and turning you to face him

“care to share what's bothering that pretty mind of yours?” he asked

hesitation flashed in your eyes, but knowing he can be relentless in wanting to know, you sighed and answered, “i just… i had a dream last night where you… cheated on me…”

the way he leaned back with his face twisted in a look of confusion and disbelief as if he couldn't comprehend what you were saying was actually funny

“pardon? you dreamt of what?” he asked again

but before you could echo your previous words, he spoke once more, “as if i would entertain such ludicrous behavior. i am a man of the highest standards and ethics.”

he pressed his forehead against yours, sincerity gleaming in his eyes as he continued, “and i have devoted myself entirely to you.”

(no supe como traducir esto a inglés, sorry xD)

something something nickel for every voiceline he found a similarity with another guy....

THE AVEN + HANAHAKI THING YESSS I'VE BEEN THINKING ABOUT THIS FOR SO LONG BECAUSE LIKE. I know it's always super angsty when it's the reader that gets hanahaki but rine having it. imagine pushing your s/o away because you don't think you can do a relationship rn just to get hit by the stupid idiot in love disease. damn sucks to be you man

(tbh hanahaki as fun as the angst is I love aventurine so much and usually just alter hanahaki to be like less deadly because a) I DONT WANT TO BE SAD and b) the whole guilt of "I developed hanahaki because of you now love me or I WILL die" feels strange to me)(but also yum angst and the consequences of pushing someone away) ((sorry I talk a lot teehee okay bye))

𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐫. 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠. .

. . too bad he wasn't your darling anymore.

// tws ; slight cursing, blood ; gn reader ; modern au, hanahaki au 

a/n: finally wrote the aventurine exes hanahaki au lol ,, had no idea how to finish this but i might make a part 2 !! :3

ever since you had started dating aventurine, you felt like you were a burden to him in some way. but you were never sure if you were actually a burden to him, or if that was your mind playing tricks on you.

but last week had just solidified your beliefs.

you both had fought over something petty--you couldn't be bothered to remember what it was--and harsh words had been thrown around in the process.

words that cut deep into you, practically making you bleed out.

and after that?

aventurine had ignored you for the rest of the entire week. he hadn't even glanced in your direction. it was fine if he needed some space to think, but he didn't even tell you, he just started fucking ignoring you.

your efforts to talk to him had just been met by blank uninterested violet eyes.

everything that happened in the last week had all led up to yesterday.

you stood in front of his door, swallowing your nerves. why were you so nervous?

after everything that happened, everything you felt, everything he said, you didn't think you could handle a relationship at that point.

so, when aventurine answered the door, his blonde hair unruly and lavender eyes tired, you took a deep breath and finally said the words you had been so scared of saying.

"i want to break up."

--

now, you were rethinking your decision.

on one hand, it felt like a large weight had been lifted off your shoulders.

on the other hand, breaking up with him had left you in your current predicament: crouched on the cold tiled floor of your apartment, hurling up bright yellow marigolds. you coughed them up, unwillingly watching as they hit your newly polished floor. they hit the ground ungracefully, clumped together with a disgusting mixture of mucus and blood. you gagged on the flowers as the sickly sweet smell of the marigolds hit you, making you feel lightheaded and sick to your stomach.

you didn't think you would get the disease again after aventurine asked you out.

you had it once, albeit briefly. it was before you had even talked to aventurine, too scared to do so. maybe it had been your shyness, or maybe you were just scared of rejection. you weren't too sure which, but it had caused you to cough out a few lemon yellow petals.

but, as quickly as the disease had started, it had ended. aventurine talked to you and started getting close to you, and your hanahaki had eventually diminished into nothing. after that, you thought it would never start again.

but you guessed you were wrong, since the disease decided to plague you.

marigold petals--slick with mucus--fell out your mouth as you coughed your lungs out. they fell almost gracefully onto the small flower pile.

you took fast and shaky breaths, collapsing. you were too exhausted to move, the hanahaki sucking all the life out of you.

--

it had been a week now, and the disease had just gotten worse. at this rate, it would only take a month or two until you suffocated on the fucking marigolds.

you could talk to aventurine, but he would probably just ignore you again.

you could get the surgery, but you would rather die than forget aventurine. you still loved him.

at this point, you couldn't do anything but hope that the disease would just somehow go away.

--

aventurine was growing increasingly worried as the days passed.

he hadn't seen you at all after you had broken up. sure, that was normal, but his gut told him something was wrong.

horrible thoughts of what could've happened to you plagued his mind, and he couldn't take it anymore.

he grabbed his keys, his coat, and headed towards your apartment.

maybe it was an invasion of privacy, but even your friends felt as if something were terribly wrong. he'd just check on you once, and never speak to you again. you'd be okay with that, right?

--

aventurine had knocked about a dozen times by now, but had received no answer.

he swallowed. he still had a spare key to your apartment, but what if you didn't want him to come in? what if you were just busy? what if he was breaching your privacy?

he took a shaky inhale.

fuck it.

--

he stepped inside your apartment, and was hit by the extremely potent smell of marigolds.

he glanced around, and froze at what he saw.