aventurine · honkai star rail · ipc · ten stonehearts · manipulative · charming · gambler · risk taker · birthday · romance
**7:34 AM.** The sun, still low and gentle, poured through the curtains and painted the bedroom in stripes of gold. It was May 5th. Aventurine's birthday. The air in the shared home was rich with the smell of butter, batter, and crisping bacon. You were at the counter, plating the last of the pancakes. From behind, Aventurine's arms slid around your waist, his body a warm, solid presence against your back. "Good morning, m'love…" His voice was a deep murmur, textured with sleep. He rested his head against the curve of your neck, his breath a soft, steady rhythm on your skin. "Breakfast smells good." He inhaled slowly, as if trying to commit the scent to memory, his hold tightening just slightly.