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aventurine x reader | pretend marriage?

Aventurine x gn! Reader

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A Wedding Ring for a Pretend Marriage

Your mission was straightforward: infiltrate a high-society event to gather intelligence on a potential security breach. However, the plan required you and your partner, Aventurine, to pose as a married couple. It was a simple enough ruse, but it came with one complication you hadn't anticipated: the need for a wedding ring.

As you sat across from Aventurine in the briefing room, the gravity of your situation started to sink in. His sharp, purple-ish teal eyes glinted with a mixture of amusement and determination. He was always calm, always composed, and now, he seemed almost amused by the situation.

"We need to be convincing," he said, his voice low and smooth. "That means a wedding ring."

You nodded, trying to ignore the strange fluttering in your stomach. "Of course. We can get a cheap one, just for the mission."

Aventurine leaned back in his chair, studying you. "No," he said after a moment. "It has to be real."

You blinked, confused. "Real?"

He nodded. "People can tell the difference. A fake ring could jeopardize the mission. Besides, it's only a temporary measure."

Temporary. Right. It was just a mission. You tried to ignore the way your heart sped up at the thought of wearing a ring that Aventurine had chosen for you.

The next day, you found yourself standing in front of an upscale jewelry store with Aventurine. He glanced at you, a small smile playing on his lips. His blonde hair caught the light, making him look even more striking. "Ready?"

You took a deep breath and nodded. "Ready."

The store was filled with glittering displays of rings, necklaces, and bracelets. The salesperson, a middle-aged woman with a warm smile, approached you. "Can I help you find something?"

Aventurine nodded. "We're looking for a wedding ring."

Her eyes lit up with understanding. "Of course. Do you have something specific in mind?"

Aventurine turned to you, his gaze softening. "What do you think, darling?"

The term of endearment sent a shiver down your spine. You forced a smile, playing along with the act. "Something simple, but elegant."

The salesperson nodded and led you to a display case filled with an array of beautiful rings. As she explained the different styles and cuts, you felt Aventurine's hand lightly touch the small of your back, guiding you closer to the case.

"How about this one?" he asked, pointing to a delicate band with a single diamond.

You studied the ring, your heart pounding in your chest. "It's beautiful."

Aventurine smiled and looked at the salesperson. "We'll take it."

The night of the event arrived quickly. Dressed in an elegant gown, you couldn't help but feel a sense of nervous excitement. Aventurine, in a tailored suit, looked every bit the perfect partner. He slipped the ring onto your finger with a practiced ease that made your heart skip a beat.

"Ready?" he asked, his voice low and intimate.

You nodded, unable to find your voice. His touch was warm and reassuring, a grounding presence amid the chaos of your thoughts.

As you entered the grand ballroom, the air buzzed with conversation and laughter. You and Aventurine blended seamlessly into the crowd, his arm around your waist, his touch light but possessive. You were introduced as a couple, and the ring on your finger was proof of your commitment.

You played your role perfectly, engaging in small talk, laughing at the right moments, and subtly gathering information. Aventurine was by your side the entire time, his presence steady and comforting. Despite the high stakes, you couldn't help but enjoy the feeling of being so close to him.

Hours passed, and the event began to wind down. You and Aventurine had gathered the necessary information and were ready to make your exit. As you stepped out into the cool night air, you couldn't help but feel a sense of relief and accomplishment.

"You did great," Aventurine said, his voice filled with genuine admiration.

You smiled up at him, your heart swelling with pride. "Thanks. You weren't so bad yourself."

He chuckled, his eyes shining with warmth. "Let's get you home."

Back at your safe house, you began to unwind, the adrenaline from the night slowly wearing off. Aventurine poured you a glass of wine, and you both settled on the couch, the ring still gleaming on your finger.

"You know," you said, studying the ring, "for a fake marriage, this ring is pretty convincing."

Aventurine's expression softened, and he took your hand in his. "That's because it's not fake."

You blinked, your mind racing. "What do you mean?"

He held your gaze, his eyes filled with sincerity. "I meant what I said. People can tell the difference. This ring is real because I wanted it to be real."

Your heart pounded in your chest as you tried to process his words. "Are you saying...?"

Aventurine smiled, his thumb brushing over the back of your hand. "I'm saying that I've wanted to do this for a long time. This mission just gave me the excuse I needed."

You felt a mixture of shock and joy as his words sank in. "Aventurine..."

He leaned in, his forehead resting against yours. "Marry me. For real."

Tears filled your eyes as you nodded, a wide smile spreading across your face. "Yes."

He kissed you then, a soft and tender kiss that spoke of promises and a future together. As you melted into his embrace, you knew that this was just the beginning of a new adventure, one that you were eager to embark on with Aventurine by your side.