𝐑𝐞𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐭 | 𝘈𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰 𝘍𝘢𝘯𝘧𝘪𝘤

...𝙞 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱.

WAHHHHHHHHH IM SORRRYYYY IE BEEN SO DEAD 

-"it'd be a nightmare. I would hate to relive it."-

AVENTURINE POV:

It had been days since Ratio visited. The absence was intense, leaving an echo in the sterile halls of the hospital. I understood that he needed time, perhaps to process everything that had happened. No one could blame him; the weight of the situation was enough to crush anyone's spirit. It wasn't just the tragedy itself that was overwhelming, but the unexpectedness of it all. How do you prepare for something that no one could have seen coming? The truth is, you don't. You can only try to survive it, and that's what Ratio was doing—surviving.

Yet, despite understanding, I couldn't help but miss him. The strange, comforting feeling of his presence, the way his purple-tinted hair caught the light, the way he spoke to me. His voice had this way of cutting through the fog of my thoughts, grounding me when everything else felt like it was spinning out of control. It's funny how you come to rely on certain people, even when you least expect it. For me, Ratio had become one of those people. But now, without him, the days felt longer, the nights colder.

This hospital had become a second home to me, a place where I had spent countless hours trying to mend the pieces of myself that had shattered. The walls that once felt like they were closing in now felt like they were holding me up, supporting me as I struggled to regain some semblance of normalcy. I had grown accustomed to the routines here, the daily check-ins, the medications, the endless stream of faces that came and went. But it was during my last therapy session with Topaz that I realized just how much I had changed.

Topaz was different from the others. She wasn't just another therapist assigned to me; she was someone I trusted. That wasn't something I could say about many people. I was difficult to communicate with, often hiding behind layers of sarcasm and indifference. It was easier to keep my insecurities locked away, out of sight, where no one could use them against me. But with Topaz, it was different. She saw through my defenses, yet she never pushed too hard. She knew how to navigate the maze of my thoughts, how to coax out the things I was too afraid to say. We had an understanding, an unspoken agreement that we would tolerate each other's flaws. In a place where everything felt so uncertain, Topaz was a constant, and that was something I desperately needed.

As the session ended, I found myself lingering, not wanting to leave just yet. The silence between us was comfortable, almost reassuring. I knew I wasn't alone in this, even if Ratio wasn't here. I had Topaz, and for now, that was enough.

*KNOCK KNOCK* "Aventurine?"

"oh Topaz! come in"

THIRD POV:

Topaz walked into the room, her presence warm and calming, like a ray of sunlight breaking through the clouds. She greeted Aventurine with a gentle smile, her eyes reflecting genuine care. "How are you doing today, Aventurine?" she asked, her voice soft yet steady.

Aventurine looked up from the chair where he had been sitting, his eyes shadowed with fatigue. He returned the greeting, his voice tinged with weariness. They exchanged pleasantries, catching up on the small details of their lives since they last met. Topaz listened attentively, her focus entirely on Aventurine, making him feel seen and heard.

As the conversation wound down, Topaz sensed a heaviness in the air, an unspoken tension lurking just beneath the surface. She leaned forward slightly, her expression growing more serious. "Is there anything that's been bothering you lately, Aventurine?" she asked, her tone gentle but probing.

Aventurine hesitated, his gaze dropping to the floor. Silence stretched between them, thick with unspoken fears. Topaz waited patiently, her silence encouraging him to open up. Finally, Aventurine spoke, his voice barely above a whisper.