˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ Dream Boy ✧･ﾟ: * Steven Grant X OC

⑤. 𝘼𝙣𝙠𝙡𝙚 𝙍𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙨

"Do you wanna come over?"

Those were the words that led you to be here. At Steven's apartment.

The walk here was very awkward. You didn't question but something about Steven changed again. 

The way he walked, and the way he popped the question. His accent had completely disappeared.

You didn't know if a sudden piece of confidence came to him. You somehow found it not likable. You did still enjoy his presence as he greeted you inside his home with a stern smile.

It wasn't a nervous or heart-felt one like earlier. 

He had this new rhythm to him. 

You looked around his apartment. The first thing you noticed was a fish he had, with one fin bigger than the other. The fish's tank was decorated with postcards. Steven grunted.

"His name is Gus"

Your head turned towards Steven and then back at Gus. You bent down towards the tank. 

"Hello Gus, how are you?"

Your smile had come back, it was that stupid smile. You decided to have a conversation with the one finned fiend.

"That's good to hear. I'm doing quite splendid"

You sighed happily as you got up and checked out his desk. It was full of books. Specifically, Egyptian books.

"You into that stuff too?!"

You practically beamed at your question. Steven stumbled over to you trying to avoid some books on the ground.

"Y-Yes! These books are my pride and joy"

"Now I see why you want to be a tour guide at the museum"

"Donna...She told you didn't she?"

You nodded happily as you continued to gander. You then saw it. His bed.

There was sand circling the frame of the bed. And then, the ankle restraint. 

You looked back at Steven who was leaning on one of his shelves. He seemed to twitch at something but you didn't see what. Steven's posture changed and his accent came back once again.

"Hiya, umm..."

You cocked your head at the nervous boy. 'Did his brain fry?'

"How d-did you get in here?"

A nervous smile was plastered on your face as you responded.

"Very funny Steven, you invited me. Remember?"

His mouth partially opened as he nodded to himself still confused. He then turned towards his kitchen and stared into his mirrors.

You decided to ignore it as you went back to exploring his bedroom. 

There was this feeling to it, it felt magical. Like, there's more to it. You were then interrupted by Steven almost tripping and falling over one of his books.

You leaped over to him and lay your hand on his back just in case. He stood himself up slowly as his head fashionably turned towards you.

You were going to remove your hand from his back until he grabbed it with force.

"Steven?"

You stuttered. His eyes grazed your body, it took him a while to finally look directly into your irises as his face grew in heat.