Golden Drug || Aventurine x Reader

It Taste's Sweet.

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[DOLLFACE - Ellise, Ashley Sienna]

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After your talk with Aventurine, you took him backstage to find Busha. A few crew members seemed baffled and shocked as to why you would do so..but you didn't want them to know you weren't singing of your own volition, so you didn'tsay a thing.

"Don't mind them, they're not used to meeting famous people." you stated and glanced back as the blond looked around, now wearing his hat. You narrowed your eyes at his carefree smile and sighed, "You know he won't give me up that easily." you stated.

He looked back to you, but you had your head lowered with a slight frown. "I'm aware, i'm confident he will, though." he assured and patted your shoulder before stuffing his hands in his pockets again.

You looked at him briefly before sighing and stopping in front of a door, lightly knocking and waiting.. Then, hearing a gruff, "Come in.." he grumbled and looked up and paused briefly, seeing Aventurine in tow.

He glared at you briefly before looking at him and standing up, walking around his desk and offering to shake his hand. "Good evening. i hope you enjoyed the show earlier." He hummed and gestured to you briefly.

"Naturally, it was lovely." He smiled, his handshake firm before pulling away and adjusting his hat. "Let's cut to the chase, shall we?" Aventurine stated, and Busha paused before nodding and walking around his desk again.

"No need for the formalities, we won't be long." The blonde smiled, and Busha paused in his tracks before looking at you.

"What's this all about?" He inquired with a scowl, crossing his arms and staring down at Aventurine. Though the Avgin seemed unbothered, his smile unwavering no matter out standoffish Busha got.

"I'm looking to buy her off of you." Aventurine stated, short and sweet, simple enough. But the other man wasn't taking it very kindly. His eyes widened before he scowled.

"No." A man of few words, very typical.. but there was a look in those Avgin eyes that told you he wasn't leaving empty-handed..

"Are you sure?" He inquired, tilting his head just enough for those golden locks to hide one of his eyes..well, not that they weren't already hidden behind the lens of colored sunglasses.

"If she doesn't sing, i have no show, with no show i make no money." Busha laid it all out, a smug look replacing that carefree smile.

"You have a side gig big enough to make up for that, no?" Aven hummed, nodding towards a bookshelf. But Busha didn't take kindly to this and shoved him back towards his door.

The way he clenched his fist and jaw was enough for you to know this wouldn't end well for the shorter blonde.

He threw a hasty punch, but he didn't make it far. His fist stopped inches from Aventurine's face, and a sly smile painted his lips. A shield..expected, but still surprising.

You watched with curiosity, shock, fear, you weren't sure what exactly Busha could do if that shield gave out in the next second. You worried for the blonde, but it was apparently unfound.