( Aventurine laughs, or rather the part of him that is Aventurine, Kakavasha, and the man that Ratio loves laughs, turning his face into Ratio's warm form even more. The other man has a lot of ideas about jewelry -- as is befitting of anyone Aventurine could possibly love. And he does love Ratio, Goddess does he. )
Lariat would be nice. Just because it's kept between us doesn't mean it can't be fashionable and a little ostentatious, Doc.
( He's silent for a moment, mulling over Ratio's words. He's right, of course, and Aventurine understand what his job is -- to keep living, to keep loving, and while it is hard, sometimes, to find the reasons why, Ratio makes it a little easier. Each day brings something small; he wants to see Ratio's smile in the morning when the cats learn a new trick, he wants to watch the other man's expression when he sees what's trying to be passed off as breakfast in the morning, he wants to go to bed with Ratio's arm around him.
Those are all choices he makes. And he doesn't want that to change, he doesn't want that to go away. Life will take Ratio away from him, it always does with people he cares for, but having it now... that means something, too. )
Ratio. ( He twists in his arms slightly, to cup Ratio's cheek gently. ) Veritas. I love you.
( The words come out easier than he thought this time, even if his voice catches on the u. But he does it, he manages it. And that's something, too. )
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Lariat would be nice. Just because it's kept between us doesn't mean it can't be fashionable and a little ostentatious, Doc.
( He's silent for a moment, mulling over Ratio's words. He's right, of course, and Aventurine understand what his job is -- to keep living, to keep loving, and while it is hard, sometimes, to find the reasons why, Ratio makes it a little easier. Each day brings something small; he wants to see Ratio's smile in the morning when the cats learn a new trick, he wants to watch the other man's expression when he sees what's trying to be passed off as breakfast in the morning, he wants to go to bed with Ratio's arm around him.
Those are all choices he makes. And he doesn't want that to change, he doesn't want that to go away. Life will take Ratio away from him, it always does with people he cares for, but having it now... that means something, too. )
Ratio. ( He twists in his arms slightly, to cup Ratio's cheek gently. ) Veritas. I love you.
( The words come out easier than he thought this time, even if his voice catches on the u. But he does it, he manages it. And that's something, too. )