(an attempt at a song inspired fic for Aventurine x Ratio because that's my comfort ship fr)
"Empty
It starts yet again, an endlessly empty day
Lonely
There's only loneliness in this cold atmosphere that drives me crazy
I follow that meteor shower, the compass that leads me
I run aimlessly to find the answer, find the answer
At the edge of my universe, dimly lit
My long wandering finally meets the end, meets the end"
He sat surrounded by star charts. An empty room, save for him, illuminated by a single lamp in the corner. He gazed up at the stars outside his room. The stars illuminated by moon. He sat in his room reading the charts, the chilly air flowing in the window and enveloping his body. It was of no consequence, the familiar cold was simply a guest he had grown accustomed to with all the nights he spent alone. The laurels hung up on the walls spoke for themselves, as they shone even with the dim light of the lamp, all serving as reminders about the time he accomplished a feat in the scientific field. Yet the grand stories don't bring the company of another. If anything it brought about rejection from Nous.
Another special traveler, traversed hardships and emerged the final victor. Running and searching for solace and freedom. Aventurine sat in his office, paying no mind to the reports in front of him. Scoring a win for the IPC was routine for Aventurine. He was no stranger to praise from his coworkers for a job well done, but even being surrounded by people in a room didn't get rid of the cold emptiness that followed him. The stars in the sky were enough to occupy his gaze. The stars were not alone. Something he could only dream of. This emptiness followed him everywhere he went.
"For this assignment the IPC will be collaborating with the intelligentsia guild."
"Oh my Sputnik
It's my fate, I finally found you
Call me destiny
Because I know you are another me"
Aventurine was assigned as the point of contact. He was there to receive members of the Intellegensia guild and guide them to the main office. To his surprise, he found only one man. The person in front of him was a few inches taller with amethyst hair and face painted with a stern expression. He was surprisingly muscular for a scholar in contrast to the small and nerdy mental image in Aventurines head. It was hard not to compare him to an old statue with each and every nook and cranny of the body defined beyond belief. He shook himself out of such scandalous thoughts as he reached his hands out to shake his.
"Aventurine of the Stratagems, at your disposal. Just a cog in the machine of the Strategic Investment Department. Pleasure to make your Acquaintance." "Dr. Veritas Ratio. A scholar and teacher of the Intelligentsia Guild, and one of the mediocres." The two shook hands. Marking the start of something beyond just a business partnership.
Months passed and the one thing Veritas didn't expect was for the blonde man to hold his attention firmly captive. "Life is a grand gamble and I'll always be the Final Victor." That's what he had said. A philosophy so radically different to his calculated approach to life. It was like an unpredictable variable had just entered his perfectly linear equation. But to his astonishment, he wasn't too opposed to the change. His office saw the company of Aventurine, and for the first time, Veritas felt an unfamiliar warmth.
A single warm frozen hand
The moment we hold each other, everything melts
You are my orbit
You're my one and only
Fly through the night sky with you
Sitting in Ratios office, Aventurine looked around, taking in the countless achievements that decorated the plain white walls. Painting the image of a perfect figure of a boy everyone admired, a boy Aventurine could never be. But it was silly considering he wasn't a young boy anymore, such fantasies were simply silly to entertain. Yet the memories didn't stop, he was still reminded of the cold nights he spent all alone, without his parents, without his sister, just alone in his cell, the only feeling coming from the searing pain of his brand.
The cold was replaced by warmth, warmth of a firm hand and a soft fabric. Taking a second glance he saw Veritas closing a window. "If you were cold you simply needed to speak up" The taller man said as he went back to going through documents. Yet Aventurine felt more warmth than just from the blanket. Glancing at him again he could see the soft line highlight the contours of his face, the concentration reflecting from his eyes as he analyzed every line of a paper that seemed insignificant to Aventurine now. It was subconscious how his hand reached out to trace his jawline. When he came to his senses Veritas already had a crimson hue on his face as he froze.
He expected a hard slap, but to his surprise he got Veritas fumbling over his words yet not daring to remove Aventurines hand. Emboldened by this, Aventurine moved his hand, cupping Ratios cheek. "Flustered are we doctor?" He spoke in confidence as Veritas put his own hand over his. Now they had matching scarlet painted on their face. "I suppose it goes for the both of us".
Its as if Aventurine was floating when he came closer to Veritas. But then he came to his senses. They were supposed to be working. His hand came back to him as he tried to calm his beating heart. Yet he wanted to be closer to him, he wanted to hold him. But this was too ambitious. He pulled back for the sake of his heart.
Ratio couldn't control his heart at the moment as well, he could feel heat on his face and ears. There was something dangerously magnetic about Aventurine. He almost wanted to get on his knees and grovel for Aventurines tender affection but for the state of his self respect and dignity he restrained himself.
If I hold hands with you
My wounds become bright signs
Rounding the universe countless times
Our orbits are finally overlapping
We met like it was a miracle
His frequency in visiting Veritas in his office had increased, that night left unspoken. That office felt especially warm when occupied by Veritas. It had been a few months since their initial mission was completed, though Aventurine still came up with excuses to sit with Veritas.
Though as of late Aventurine didn't visit Veritas as much due to work obligations, a chance with didn't fail Ratios notice. His office was cold without the others presence and Veritas felt it with his every move. Until days later the door swung open to reveal a bandaged blonde Veritas had been waiting for so long.
"What happened ?" He rushed towards the man. "A simple failed Gamble." Veritas caught Aventurine as he slumped against the wall. Guiding his body safely to the nearby chair Veritas scrambled to evaluate his overall health. This unusual worry overcame the normally stoic man seeing the object of his affection in such pain- wait object of affection? Veritas brought his thoughts back into focus as he checked Aventurines overall health.
"You hands are gentle doctor" This remark made Ratios heart go haywire. He could feel the redness on his ears as he focused on the task of caring for Aventurine. "Why are you doing this doctor?" This made Veritas stop. Why was he doing this? He just didn't want Aventurine hurt. But he never did this for anyone? He was already bandaged and tended to so why? "I simply want to know if you're ok"
It had been a while since Aventurine was cared for. The pain wasn't that bad. He had a hot iron leave a permanent mark on his skin against his will after all, so pain was simply an inconvenience that lasted for some time. But Veritas tenderly checking the bandages somehow became an ointment he didn't know he needed. This was what he missed on his mission, the company of the stoic scholar trying to heal his wounds. The tips of the doctors fingers spread warmth in Aventurines body as he quietly let Veritas work. He leaned back, getting comfortable and letting his eyes take a break and drifting off to the land of dreams.
Seeing Aventurines sleeping form Veritas felt unexpected feelings. He was the only person he'd worried for and cared for. When and how did this happen? The answer escaped him. But seeing the sleeping man Veritas realized that this was uncharted territory. He did his best to be stoic but the blonde seemed to challenge that with every move. The way his heart sped up seeing Aventurine smile, the way his voice captivated him more than any song ever could. He was artwork, one that Veritas wanted to keep his eyes on for as long as he could, to study every detail of his perfect face and engrave it in his memories. He wanted to spend as many hours as he could listening to any story Aventurine wanted to tell, to be close to him as they stargazed together. He was in deep, none of his degrees prepared him for feeling such a way.
Aventurine woke up with a blanket around him with his legs propped up on a stool for added comfort. Glancing to his right he saw Veritas hard at work. Aventurine found himself lost in the charm of the scholar in front of him, a charm that even Veritas was unaware of. It felt as if his heart was screaming at him to declare how attractive he found the man in front of him, yet there was always his voice, reminding him how everyone he loved once are now gone, all of it was his fault and that he'd drive away Veritas too. The pain of old memories found their way to his neck as if chocking him again. Suddenly he was all alone as he drowned, stuck in a prison of his own making. His heart sped up and he could feel perspiration on his palms. As if this was even something he'd deserve in a million years. But he was a gambler at the end of the day, he had to take the chance even if it was slim.
"Veritas, this probably is very stupid of me but I really like you and want more than...whatever we have"
In a crumbling world, I found a star called 'you'
A/N: If you guys like it let me know if you want a part 2, with the rest of the lyrics.
(this is a redraw of the third txt drawing I drew back in 2021 (before I posted). an insane improvement cause the old one is... something alright. it's also technically the three year anniversary of this drawing so it's crazy to see how well I improved)
its just the way sputnik refers to satellites that were launched into orbit that started 1957. so dear sputnik is like saying dear person who is revolving around this earth like i am. and how the lyrics talk about emptiness and loneliness like the vastness of space. and how they followed a meteor shower that guided them to "another me". and "because i know you and i are the same". we're two satellites floating into this cold empty and lonely void of space and "like a miracle" our orbits overlapped and we met like. this song is just so beautiful
