Aventurine wasn't oblivious to Ratio's watchful eye. He knew it was fruitless to hide things from the doctor. Perhaps it was due to his observant nature that Veritas Ratio could see through Aventurine's otherwise impenetrable poker face; or maybe there was another reason that Aventurine couldn't deduce- Either way, he felt completely exposed in Ratio's presence.
The one thing that Aventurine knew for certain Ratio wouldn't be able to see, was the fact that, more than anything, he loved the man. And yet he pushed him away more than anyone. He wanted more than anything to be close to him, but that was not something he would allow himself - As if some desperate final act of self preservation, to not get hurt by the one person he allowed himself to trust. Maybe it was an avoidance of obligation; if he acknowledged the fact that he truly trusted Ratio, what would stop him from telling him the truth? Or, worse, if he told Ratio his true feelings, would he just abandon him?
Aventurine might act dumb and oblivious most of the time, but those who truly knew him knew that he could be as strategic and calculating as Veritas Ratio himself- Well, that was certainly being generous, as it would be nigh impossible to top the doctor in that regard, but Aventurine was the head of the Strategic Investment Department for a reason, after all.
The waitress returns with their drinks, and Aventurine flashes her one of his signature grins- Her face flushes in embarrassment as she giggles nervously. Ratio takes a slow, calculated sip from his coffee, keeping a watchful eye on her. It was subtle, but not something that could escape Aventurine's gaze.
"Can I get you two anything else?" She twirls a lock of her hair around her finger.
The cafe was most known for it's coffee, but they also served food- it made the location a more desirable place.
"Eggs." Ratio says. "An omelette, if you will- with ham, of course." Allowing himself to indulge himself for once, Veritas adds: "And perhaps one of those hashbrowns, I will admit I have been... quite fascinated by them. Get the same thing for my companion, I suspect he hasn't eaten.."
"I just want toast, Doc."
"Nonsense. You will be having an omelette. Protein is essential to the wellbeing of the human body."
"Why must you make everything so clinical?" He sighs dramatically, chuckling. "Alright, fine. I'll have the omelette. But I want some of those cute little sausage links too."
The waitress nods and scurries off.
The avgin takes a sip of his coffee, eyes locked on Ratio like a hawk (wrong bird, Aventurine). It seems Ratio share the sentiment, as those red eyes remained fixed on his own "peacock esq" self.
After a long, and frankly awkward silence, the waitress comes back with their food. Aventurine's face lights up- all a part of his "innocent young man" act.
"Ooh, yummy!" He flashes a smile at Ratio, who merely rolls his eyes.
Not that it mattered, of course.
They'd just finish their breakfast and go their separate ways.
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Ah, late. :[ But it's here now.
Idk, did I write them well? I hope so.
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FanfictionVeritas Ratio has been growing increasingly concerned about Aventurine's self-destructive tendencies- desperate gambles that throw his life in a minefield- though he's lucky enough to narrowly avoid each mine. But what will happen when that luck fin...
