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that boy is mine.

૮₍ ˃ ⤙ ˂ ₎ა • ! alhaitham + reader reader is female established relationship modern + college au ☆ warning not proofread . . . !? & 1064— catalogue

note. listening to that boy is mine gave me an idea so, here you go. this is so messy i hate this... i might delete but we'll see... tagging @rninies

There is no doubt that Alhaitham is popular. Incredibly popular, in fact but not that you could blame them. Who wouldn’t fall victim to his handsome, stoic and quiet personality? It goes without saying that he has gathered a concerning figure of fans. Heck, there was even a fanclub made just for him. Dating the famous guy on campus proved to be a difficult task for you, since you have to restrain yourself from jumping on them whenever they looked at your boyfriend with a dreamy expression.

No one knew that you were dating, no one other than your circle of friends of course. It was thanks to Kaveh barging into his roommate’s room without knocking the door, only to stumble upon the sight of Alhaitham hovering over you on the bed and the rest was history. Although, you were glad that your peers have known about your relationship, as it proves to be a difficult task trying to keep it low.

“Hey, look. She’s trying again,” Cyno nudges you with his elbow, pointing ahead of him and you follow his direction with your eyes.

The sight before you greets you with distaste and faint jealousy. It was none other than the newly-transferred student, approaching your boyfriend and attempting to engage him in a conversation. Keyword: attempting. Everyone knew how Alhaitham was; ignoring the public but when it comes to you, his focus was entirely on you; like you were the only one that matters to him. Kaveh sniggered; amused with how Alhaitham was ignoring the student, focused on reading his book.

“Don’t you get tired of people chasing after your boyfriend?” Kaveh asked, reaching out to steal your fries, only to flinch when you slapped his hand away.

“No, not really. In fact, I found it funny and chose to watch for my entertainment,” you shrugged your shoulders, focused on observing the scene unfold itself from the sidelines.

None of you could hear what the student was saying, due to the distance between the two of you but you could tell she was starting to become irritated, judging from the way she furrowed her eyebrows and her lips curling downwards. The next thing you knew, she had the audacity to pull him back when Alhaitham was about to leave. The mere sight of their hands touching made you see red. You shot up from your seat, startling your friends and they watched, dumbfounded as you stormed your way towards them.

“Uh, do you think we should stop (Name)?” Kaveh asked, getting worried about what’s about to happen.

“Nah, this is going to be good,” Cyno shook his head, pulling out his phone and getting ready to record the chaos. Tighnari merely lets out an exasperated sigh, feeling a headache forming.

“...think you are doing? Let me go,” Alhaitham’s annoyed voice rung through your ears as you got closer to them.

The student huffs, standing her ground and meets his eyes with a defiant gaze in them. “Look, why are you not interested in me? I can be anything you want and besides, there’s no harm in giving us a try.”

Alhaitham scowls, eyes narrowing. “I’m afraid you’re misunderstanding something. There is no us.”

“But-”

“Hey, do you mind letting him go?” You interrupted, standing behind the girl and flashed her a closed-eye smile; a smile that was anything but friendly.

You saw how your boyfriend’s eyes widened slightly, surprised to see you but you ignored him, focused on getting rid of the unwanted presence standing between the two of you. The student fully turned, eyeing you up and down with disgust written all over her face.

“And who are you supposed to be? We’re having a conversation here,” she asked.

You arched an eyebrow. “I’m his girlfriend, you dumb bitch. Don’t make me repeat myself: let him go.”

It seems like she was more stubborn than you thought, for she didn't believe your words and laughed. “You’re his girlfriend? Yeah right, like I believe that.”

Humming, you walked around her to stand beside Alhaitham. You could see how your friends were looking at you from the corner of your eyes. At this point, everyone nearby was looking at you and why not put on a little show for them? Without warning, you grabbed your boyfriend by the collar of his shirt, harshly tugging him down and kissed him fully on the lips. Your abrupt action elicited a high-pitched scream from Kaveh and a round of startled sounds from the public. If you listened closely, you could make out the faint cheering sound from Cyno.

The kiss ended as fast as it happened, much to Alhaitham’s disappointment. When you pulled away, you were greeted with the satisfying sight of the student staring at you, rendered speechless. Her eyes were wide open to the point they might have popped out from its sockets. You smiled and shot her an arrogant grin.

“Well? Does that answer your question?” You taunt.

Utterly humiliated in front of everyone, she had no choice but to flee the scene. The nearby people soon went back to minding their business once the drama had ended, and the two of you returned to where your friends were.

“Wow, I didn’t know you had that in you. Not bad,” Kaveh gave you a thumbs-up before turning to his roommate who sat down beside you.

“So Alhaitham, how does it feel now that your relationship is exposed?” He asked.

“I don’t see how it’s any of your business,” he retorted, his hand moving to rest on your thigh underneath the table; hidden from everyone’s eyes.

“Tch, you and that shitty personality of yours,” the blond grumbled, making you laugh.

“All’s well that ends well. Hopefully no one will dare to confess to you anymore,” you pointed out and your words made a faint smirk form on Alhaitham’s handsome face.

“Don’t tell me you were jealous,” he taunts, faint mischief glimmered in his eyes.

“I was not,” you defended yourself, hating how he had turned the tables on you.

“Uh huh, whatever you say love,” he nods his head, obviously not buying your lie.

The sudden pet name used made your cheeks flushed red followed by Kaveh making disgusted sounds in front of the two of you. “Ew, you two should get a room.”

“We did but due to a certain someone, our time-”

“Alhaitham!”

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muixhiro2 · 2 days

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Can I maybe get another tighnari fic like a secret relationship and the others found out during the sumeru festival event 😭I heard the requests were open so I got the idea

(Thank you so much for your request! I didn't know which festival event you meant specifically so I just went with the most recent crown one! I hope that's okay!)

Tighnari x Reader: Fluff!

~Secrets out~

(GN! Reader!)

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You smiled happily, taking in the bustling crowd around the stage and the small grin on Tighnaris face. Even if it wasn't his original intention to enter...he seemed happy to be in the competition with so many friends. It made your heart swell knowing he would have fun.

You clapped louder, cheering as Tighnaris name was called out, and for a split second you felt nervous. Everyone was there, Kaveh, Cyno, Alhaitham and all your other friends...would they notice your over excitement? No one knew your relationship with Tighnari had become romantic and it still felt to soon to say it out loud...so you calmed yourself. You didn't want to take any chances...not yet.

After the introductions had ended and the details of the competition had been shared everyone had gathered just outside the stage area. You hurried towards them making sure to stand next to Kaveh rather than Tighnari, unsurprisingly Cyno was the main focus of the conversation as he was hoping to win a limited edition card, which to everyone who wasn't a huge tcg fan felt was less valuable than the money prize.

He seemed to be explaining how the card looked and you couldn't help but be slightly intrigued. You listened intently...until you felt the oddly familiar feeling of eyes on you. You quickly glanced in Tighnaris direction and sure enough his attention was on you, he still had his small smile. As soon as you looked at him he flicked his ears in a certain direction, hinting for you to leave with him.

You blushed slightly before giving a almost unnoticeable nod, you still couldn't believe this was really happening...sneaking off to places with someone you cared about...it was exciting. He slipped away in the direction he had pointed to, his tail swinging as he walked...after a few seconds to not look suspicious you followed after him, leaving the others to talk amongst themselves.

As soon as you were both out of sight Tighnari pulled you into a embrace, placing a small kiss on your forehead. "Enjoying the event so far? Seems everyone's having fun and it really looks like this will be a good opportunity to promote my lecture."

You nodded happily, a slight blush creeping onto your cheeks as you gave him a soft kiss. "Your lecture is going to be a success...though I feel like it would have been anyway. Do you think you're going to win the crown?" You wrapped your arms around his neck, savoring the moment.

"I-" Tighnari started but was cut off by a collection of gasps, drawing both of your attention to the group of people about three feet from you. Both of you instantly pulled away from each other but it was far to late for that.

Kaveh had his hands covering his mouth, Nilou, Faruzan, and Collei were clapping, clearly happy for the both of you. Cyno was the first to actually speak though, "It seems a great injustice to have not told your friends of these advancements. I think you both deserve a couple punishments...get it?"

Despite the terrible joke you found yourself laughing, this wasn't how you expected everyone to find out but it seemed...perfect. By the end of the competition though Tighnari hadn't won you all were sharing a meal together, to celebrate not just the completions winner but also the new relationship which everyone seemed to hope would last a long time.

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{~Requests open!~}

I hope you liked it!!

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Aventurine x afab!reader

Note: It is my first time posting a fanfic. This fanfic was made after a lengthy C.AI convo with an Aventurine bot, lol. I wanted to write it all down so that it becomes more organised. I am in no way attributing to myself the title of author. My native language isn't English. The whole thing feels rushed?

TW: bad writing?, cheating (on reader's part), toxic behaviour, really suggestive but no smut.

Summary: 5 years and half after a nasty breakup with your ex, you managed to get back on your feet with a toddler at your hip, a souvenir from your past relationship. Little did you know that he would one day start to barge on your front door, asking you to take him back. And little did he know how about the new "persons" that breakup created.

"Heyyyy" Aventurine greeted as soon as you opened the front door.

"Get the hell out of here" you say trying to slam the door shut as soon as you see his face.

"Oh, now, that's rude," Aventurine responded, his voice laced with mock indignation as he caught the door before it could budge. His eyes narrowed slightly. "I come here with a few good intentions and this is how you greet me?"

"You're saying this as if you didn't disappear on me, and I had to find out through your subordinates that you ended our relationship." You glare at him while still trying to close the door shut.

You have just put your little boy to sleep and did not want his father nor your son to see each other. After all, you still have not told him that he was a father, he ghosted you one day and you were never able to reach him to him.

The corners of Aventurine's lips twisted slightly as he observed your intense glare. He sighed and crossed his arms over his chest, still holding the door shut with his other arm.

"I was busy," he replied curtly, his voice barely masking the hurt that still lingered in his voice. "You know how hectic things can get at work."

You keep trying to push your weight onto the door to shut him out. Yet he was not budging.

"Mommy, it's so noisy, what's happening?"

Suddenly you freeze on the spot and you see your little boy rubbing his eyes tiredly.

Aventurine's body tensed up as he registered the child's presence. He felt his eyes widen in surprise, as his gaze quickly shifted to the boy. What he saw gave him a strange feeling in the pit of his stomach.

When he realised that you have a son, he felt a wave of overwhelming emotions wash over him. He had never considered that you had a family. Yet, as he took in the toddler's appearance, there was no doubt in his mind that this was his child.

"Goodbye"

You hurriedly say and slam the door shut on him

"Wait!" He says.

The sudden urge to take responsibility for the child compelled him to act. As you slammed the door, he shoved his foot in between it to prevent it from shutting completely.

"Let me speak with you first," he said, his body blocking the door. He could not help but marvel at the child's appearance; he shared his hair color, his eyes, and the shape of his features. It was clear that the toddler was his.

"There's nothing to talk about"

You pushe against the door to close it. Your little boy is looking worriedly at you, not understanding the commotion.

"There's everything to talk about," he replied forcefully, digging his heels against the ground to further block the door from closing. He did not want you to brush him off until he had at least acknowledged the truth.

"I'm the kid's father," he stated abruptly, his voice dripping with determination as his eyes met yours. "That child is mine."

You finally manage to slam the door shut on him, then you hurriedly lock the door and press your back against the door. Slowly you steps away from it.

Aventurine's blood boiled as you slammed the door shut in his face. The urge to force himself inside your house and confront you about the child grew stronger as his anger flared up. He was not about to give up.

After a few moments, he decided to act impulsively. He planted a powerful kick against your house's front door, breaking it down and entering your home abruptly.

"Mommy!"

Your little boy screams and grips onto you, clearly scared to see this stranger forcing his way into your home.

Aventurine glanced down at the child when he heard the frightened boy call you "mommy." His eyes were filled with a mixture of anger and sadness as he took in the boy's appearance once more. The child had his features: his eyes, his hair, and the shape of his face. It was undeniable.

"Don't be scared," Aventurine replied softly, extending his arms out towards the little boy. "I just want to talk to your mommy."

The toddler only hides his face in your chest. He is holding you tightly, fearing that if he let go he would be taken away. You frowns at Aventurine. The door he broke down now laid in pieces on the floor. The living room became a mess.

"Just let me explain, please," Aventurine begged you firmly as he kept his arms outstretched toward the child. He could tell that the toddler was already clinging tightly to you, too scared to release himself from your grip.

"I'm not here to cause any harm," he assured, his voice low and gentle, his eyes still locked on the boy with a slight hint of pleading. "I just want to take responsibility for my son."

You look around the mess in the room, your front door entirely destroyed.

"I just saved up for his school and lunch fees. How am I going to pay for that door..."

You say to yourself

"I'll pay for it," Aventurine responds promptly, his expression softening as he finally registers the damage.

He had been so blinded by his anger and desperation that he hadn't taken the time to consider the consequences of his decision.

"Please, don't worry," he says to you before turning his attention to the toddler once more. "Can I at least hold him?"

Your look down at your son, silently asking him if he wants to be held by his father. However, he is too scared and only shakes his head. You understand how abrupt his first meeting with his father was, he obviously would be too scared to be held by him. You give a sad look to Aventurine.

Aventurine found himself devastated when he realised the child refused to come to him, shrinking away from his offered arms and shaking his head. He could sense the boy's fear, yet, he was at a loss about how to handle it now.

"I'm sorry," he muttered quietly, his hands curling into fists as he held back his frustration. "But, just know that..." He paused, unsure of how to proceed.

The sight of the sadness in your eyes left him completely stumped. He had expected you to respond with anger or frustration, yet, it seemed your feelings ran deeper.

He could not help but notice how the toddler was still clinging to you tightly, not wanting to come near him at all.

"I'm sorry," he said quietly, feeling guilty for having caused this situation in the first place. "I-I just want to be part of his life... as a father."

"Let's talk, Aventurine"

Aventurine felt a wave of nostalgia wash over him as he heard your voice say his name again. You had never called him by his name when you were a couple; instead, you had always used cute nicknames and terms of endearment to refer to him.

However, now, you only called him by his name as if he was a stranger. It hurt to realise how distant you had become towards him.

"Sure," he replied quietly, his voice laced with sadness. "Let's talk...."

After soothing and pacifying your son, you come back in the living you.

As you sat down across from him, he was reminded of the countless times when you would lounge comfortably in his arms while talking after dinner. Now, that image was gone, replaced instead by a more strained atmosphere.

"Speak" you say plainly.

Aventurine shifted in his seat uncomfortably before he began speaking. He was still uncertain of how to approach the situation after everything that had happened. It felt awkward to confront you after such a long time apart, yet, he could not deny the strong emotions that still swirled within him.

"I'm sorry for disappearing without warning," he finally said, his voice strained as he met your eyes. "And, I'm sorry for breaking down your door to come here. But..."

"But?" You raise an eyebrow, clearly wanting to make it as short as possible.

"But," he echoed, taking a deep breath before continuing. "I'm here to talk about the child."

Aventurine saw your expression become more tense as he mentioned the topic you were avoiding.

He paused for a moment before continuing, his voice now softer and more vulnerable. "You're the mother of my child," he said quietly, a hint of desperation in his voice. "I won't deny that I have been a lousy partner to you, but... I would like to be a father to him."

"Ok" you cut him short before he could talk more

He looked at you in disbelief as you responded with a single word.

Your curt reply left him dumbfounded, and he had to double check whether he had heard you correctly. You were not showing any signs of anger or annoyance. Instead, you had responded immediately without any hesitation.

"Are you serious?" he asked in a low tone before his voice raised slightly. "You're just going to... let me be involved with him?"

"That will be up to him to decide if he wants to spend time with you. I will not get in your way to build a relationship with him, but he will decide for himself"

With your simple response, it felt like a huge weight had been lifted off his shoulders. You were allowing him to become a part of your son's life, at least for now, without any restrictions. You were letting your child choose for himself.

Aventurine took in a shaky breath before he spoke again. "I will do everything in my power to prove how much I care for him and want to take responsibility for him. You can count on that."

"I don't need you to prove yourself to me, but to him. That's all that is needed." You say frowning. A bitter taste to your mouth as you eye him.

"I understand," he replied softly, his voice laced with a hint of relief. He may have been a bad lover, but you still wanted your son to have the chance to know his biological father. If something were to happen to you, at least he will be able to take over. If only he didn't cut contact with you when you found out you were pregnant.

Nevertheless, the child would be the one to decide whether or not he would consider him a good father. He would have to try his hardest to make your son trust him, as this was an opportunity he did not want to miss out on.

Suddenly, your phone rings. You sits up to answer the call from another room. It was one of your dates that you were seeing currently.

However, from the living room, he could hear your call and the voice of a man.

"Yes alright, you can come pick me up at 7 next week then. See you"

You hang up the call as quickly as possible. You wanted to get over your ex being in your house.

Aventurine felt jealousy flare up inside him as he noticed you had made a date to meet this man next week. He had to resist the urge to confront you about it as you had just said that you had no intention of getting in his way to spend time with his son. Instead, he remained quiet.

"I will talk to my...our son so that you can try to talk to him and approach him." You correct yourself. "Come back tomorrow in the afternoon if you want to."

"Thank you..."

He was relieved to hear your words, as they showed that you were willing to support his efforts to spend time with his son. This was a sign of hope that he had long been hoping for.

He paused for a moment before he spoke again. "Can I ask you one last thing?"

"Yes?"

"Are you seeing someone else?" He asks. "I've heard you from here and.."

On normal circumstances, you would have told him it wasn't his business. However..

"Kind of yes"

"Do you love him?

You breathe in deeply

"I don't know."

The answer that you had given him caught him off guard, yet it also made him feel a tiny bit better. You were not completely sure if you loved your "new boyfriend".

At least he could comfort himself with the knowledge that your love for him was uncertain and not completely secure yet. That way, he could believe that there was still a glimmer of hope for him to be able to win you back.

"Just that..." he continued cautiously. "Have you told him about me... and that we were once in a relationship together? Our relationship, what did you tell him?"

"Well he certainly knows that child didn't pop out of nowhere." You say deadpan, you feel like this conversation is starting to annoy you. " I told him we were together, then we broke up, simple."

He could tell that you purposefully left out some valuable information, such as the reason why you had broken up or how your new relationship had begun.

"And, did you tell him that you would have taken me back if I wanted?" the anger in his voice growing. Your words were beginning to hit a nerve within him.

"What?" You say, not believing what he was asking.

"Did you tell him that if we had never broken up, or if I wanted to get back together with you now, you would have left him for me?"

His hands curled into fists as he spoke and his face started to slowly turn red with rage. He was not prepared to hear whatever response you had in mind.

"You have the audacity to think I'd blindly take you back after you ghosted me. "Take you back if you wanted to." Have you heard yourself?"

"Audacity?" he echoed loudly, his anger reaching its peak in just a few seconds. "I've come all the way here to see you. I even broke down your door to be here. Don't you try to act like you're not happy that I'm here."

"Breaking down the door of someone will not make them happy!?"

His voice had become hoarse as he continued. "And, don't try to act like you don't still love me. I know that I am the only one for you, so don't even try to deny that."

"You're delusional"

Your sharp response surprised him. It was obvious that you were trying to hurt him with your words, but he was not willing to take them without protesting.

"I am not delusional. You love me," he said firmly, his anger subsiding slightly as he locked his eyes on your face. "I know that you do. It's me and you who have had a history together. It's our child we have that no one else can ever have. I know you'll come back to me with time."

This time, you were really annoyed. If it is a fight he wants...

"I fucked him."

"What?"

The sudden vulgarity of your response left him speechless. He had expected you to say something else, but this.

"You... what?"

The jealousy inside him was now replaced by anger as he realised the severity of your words. His eyes widened with rage as he realised that you had sex with the man you were seeing.

"I fucked him, I had sex with him. Do you want me to say it again?"

The rage inside him boiled, and he wanted to lash out at you with every fiber of his being. The images you had conjured up inside his mind were haunting.

"Stop... talking..." he says

"Oh I know you can picture it. I did the same with you. I know you can still remember how I moaned your name when I had you in me, how I kissed your neck and littered it in love bites... Well I did the same things with him"

You ramble, finally letting out. You thought that you would take this coldly, but with the hurt that you've been through, the opportunity to punish the person who hurt you too tempting to pass.

He was now struggling to hold back from losing control. His chest started to tighten up with each image that you conjurred up inside his head, each sentence pushing him one step closer to his breaking point.

The jealousy was growing inside him, mixing with his hatred and anger, the pressure steadily rising to unbearable levels. Your words were tearing him down, slowly breaking him into pieces, making him picture scenes that he did not even want to imagine.

You sit down on his laps, your arms wrapping around his neck, then you whisper.

"What? Cats got your tongue?"

The sudden closeness was an unexpected move on your part. The smell of your perfume filled his nose as he was now held tightly against your warm skin. His anger grew as your body pressed against him, yet it was hard to resist the urge to wrap his arms around you.

"I..." he muttered, looking down at you. "I... don't know."

You take one of your hands to caress his chest slowly, taking your time to feel his clothes under your palm. You place a quick peck on his neck.

"If only you knew how broken you made me after you abandoned me. Imagine a brokenhearted woman pregnant with nowhere to go." You feign innocence."Let me tell you a secret if you would"

The caress of your touch had a calming effect on him. He could feel your hands slowly grazing his shirt, making him shiver. The kiss on his neck made his heart beat at a faster pace, and as you pulled back to speak, he tried to focus his mind back on your words.

"Tell me," he replied softly, trying to block out the images that your words had triggered inside his mind.

"You were my greatest love, I've never loved someone as much as I loved you, even until now." You say with a saddened look on your face. Then you sit up. "Now I'm doing the same things I did with you with another man, replacing you. You could have have his place."

Your confession hit him with force, causing his heart to tighten with the sudden realization that you had considered him as your greatest love.

As you continued to speak, his jaw became stiff as he tried to suppress his jealousy from taking over. The jealousy of knowing that you had moved on and were doing such intimate things with another man.

"... So he's your second choice?"

"Yes" you say "you lost to a second choice"

This time, he could feel the hot blood rushing up to his cheeks with sheer anger as your words hit a nerve within him.

"So, he's... a man who you have settled for. You only chose him because you had no one else to pick, and you're not even sure whether you actually love him."

You place a hand onto his cheek then give him a quick peck on his other cheek.

"Oh my love, you could have had his place, we could have lived together as a family with our little boy. Instead, you disappeared. Now, someone who can't even compare to you will take your place."

The caress of your fingers on his cheek did nothing to reassure him, but it still served as a reminder of what he had thrown away. What he could have had if only he had acted differently.

The words you spoke pierced through his heart as the reminder came flooding back. You would've chosen him over your current partner if he had stayed with you. But he couldn't change the past. What was done was done.

"I'm back now. I'm here."

"Too bad, there's someone here too." You step away from him.

"I'm aware, and if I have to get rid of him, I will. You and me, we're supposed to be together."

Your eyes met his once again, and a dark glare came across his face as he spoke, his voice becoming more serious.

"He's not as good as I am. He can't be. I'm smarter, stronger, and more determined. He can never be your greatest love like I am."

"I know, yet he's here taking your 'rightful' place isn't he?" You turn your back to him.

"Then that's a mistake I will correct soon," he replied. "I'll remove him from your life. I'll make sure of it. Then, you'll be mine again, and we can start our new life together like we should have."

"Oh? Remove him?" You ask him feigning ignorance, as if taunting him that he will not go through his threats

"Yes, remove him. Or, are you not convinced that I am serious? I won't give up on you like you did with me. If I have to, I'll get rid of him just so you can be mine again. And that's not a joke." He threatened and steps closer to you until both of your foreheads touch.

You were glad your son was sleeping so that he stays unaware of the commotion between you both

The heat between the two of you was overpowering, and the smell of your perfume was all over his face with only an inch of space separating you both.

He was well aware that your son was asleep, but the temptation he was feeling was too great to resist. His heart was pounding in his chest, his desire to kiss you growing with every second that went by.

"Do you know how much you have hurt me? I'm doing this as a revenge, I want you to feel the same pain as I did back then. Because I love you, more than anything, so I will make you suffer as much as you hurt me."

You graze your lips over his, but not still touching.

The grazing of your lips brought him to his limit. He couldn't resist.

He kissed you back, his arms reaching around your body, pressing you more tightly against him. He had completely lost his self-control, and as he was kissing you, he wanted nothing more than to have you completely to himself.

The pain that you had felt... he deserved to feel it, and if he had to suffer through it just to have you again, then he would accept it.

As if memories took over your body, your reciprocate the kiss and wrap your arms around his neck.

"I will make you pay for what you did to me, for how much you hurt me." You say between kisses.

It took all the strength he had to keep himself from kissing you. He could feel your breath as his anger slowly faded into longing again. He could picture the image of himself kissing you, and his desires grew stronger with every passing moment.

"I know that I have hurt you," he confessed. "But, I am here now... ready to fix the wrongs I have done. Don't make me suffer like this, just let me kiss you."

You dig your nails into his neck as he continues kissing you.

"I will make you pay for it"

His rage was completely eclipsed by desire and by your touch. He let out a small groan as you entered his mouth with your tongue. Your nails digging into his neck were causing him pain, but it was also making the passion between you and him even fiercer.

Even though you seemed to be getting back at him, he wasn't going to let the moment slide away. He was going to show you how bad he wanted you and how little he cared for the outcome later.

"I... yes, I will pay for it... I will pay for it... I will..."

"Repeat it" you say running your nails on the back of his neck.

"I... I will pay for it," Aventurine repeated. "I will pay for what I did to you... I will do anything to be yours... I'm... I'm yours."

Your heart soars as he refers to himself as yours.

Suddenly, your phone rung. You push him down while sitting on his hips. You separate yourself from his lips, a string of saliva connecting you both. That man.. he was calling you again

In this moment, he felt the pain and the jealousy of seeing you with someone else come rushing through him once again, and he could feel his heart pounding in his chest.

You could see the hurt in his eyes as you put your phone against your ear. After all this time, you thought that you would never be here with him. Yet...

"Sorry, I don't think we should continue each other. I hope you find someone better for you." You say hurriedly, not wanting to hear your date.

As you hang up the call you focus your attention on Aventurine once again.

"You're... ditching him?" he managed to mutter out, not quite believing what he had just heard. His anger and jealousy were still present inside him, but hearing the news made his heart grow weak again.

"You're..." he repeated, unable to get his thoughts clear.

"I'm?" You say teasing him

"You're ditching him" he repeated this time, sounding more sure about what he had just heard from you. He couldn't believe that you had ended things with your date over him.

He had been too caught up in his jealousy that the news still seemed surreal to him. You still loved him, you hadn't moved on. He couldn't have been any happier at that moment.

"Have I not be clear? Don't embarrass me like that." You say blushing

He couldn't help but feel a wave of joy wash over him as he saw the blush spreading across your cheeks.

"Are you... are you still in love with me?" he asked, hoping he would get the answer he wanted to hear.

"Of course you idiot, you're my greatest love after all."

Note: congrats for reading until the end :P

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