Warning : FLUFF!!!!' A bit short like last time!!!!
"Darling have you seen my blue shirt?" Steven asked poking his head out from the wardrobe. "No , is it not in the washing machine?" You asked , Steven shrugged and sighed closing the wardrobe standing there with his bare torso on display. His chest/torso were littered with scars from previous battles and you found them even more attractive. Steven noticed and smirked walking to you and leaning over you slightly so his chain was hanging down. "You haven't stolen it again have you?" Steven asked , you giggled and shook your head. "I know you steal my shirts so you can stare at me" he said. "You're very very attractive so you can't blame me~" you sung. He pecked your lips softly and began looking for another shirt to wear.
Steven decided to let Marc take control as he knew Marc was better at finding things when you heard tiny footsteps running to you. Marc stood up straight and smiled as Cleo came running into the bedroom surrounded by a wad of blue material. "Cleo~" Marc sung kneeling in front of her. Cleo smiles "Papa!" She yelled throwing her arms around him. Marc laughed and picked her up and poked the material covering her tiny little body. "Is that daddy's shirt he's been looking for?" He asked her. Cleo giggles mischievously and hides her face as Marc tickled her.
"You lite rascal~" Marc said sitting on the bed with you both. "Why are you wearing daddy's shirt sweetheart?" You asked her stroking her curls she inherited from her dad. "Miss Dada" She said snuggling the shirt. Steven took control instantly and cradles her to his chest. "My beautiful little cleopatra missed me huh? So she steals it. What else are you gonna steal, my heart?" Steven tickled her more before looking at you.
"I forgot , you and mama stole my heart at the very beginning."
