The Stars Aligned - Steven Universe x Reader

Chapter 5: Mr. Universe and Confusions

     Steven Universe POV

I waited outside Connie's house with dad. I've already knocked like six times, but neither Connie or (F/n) didn't answer.

"So where did you say this (F/n) was from?" dad asked me. 

"New York." I replied, eyes still glued onto the door.

Suddenly, the door opened and Connie stepped out in a coat and boots. "Hi Steven, hello, Mr. Universe!" she greeted, smiling. 

"Hey Connie." dad replied. 

"Hi! Where's (F/n)?" I asked. "She's-"

Just then, (F/n) stumbled out of the door. "Connie, why must you be so fast?" she panted. Connie shrugged. 

"So this is (F/n)?" dad asked. 

"Yep! (F/n), this is my dad! Dad, this is (F/n)." After a little bit of introducing and stuff, we piled into dad's van. Dad at the front, and us three in the back.

"Ooh, dad! Play the CD!" I told dad. He sweated nervously. "Uhh, Connie and (F/n) might not want to hear it right now so-"

"Guys, you up for one of the best songs in the world?" I asked, turning to my friends. 

"Sure." Connie replied simply. (F/n) nodded. "Yus..." I whispered and played the CD. Dad gulped. I dunno why, but the song's pretty great. Soon, I was singing along. Connie started to grin, "This isn't that bad, Mr. Universe!" 

Dad rubbed the back of his neck, "Really, you think so?" (F/n) was humming along to the song. She sounded great! Ignore what I just said. I'm gonna try that again. (F/n) was humming along to the song.

"I want to add this to my playlist." (F/n) giggled.

I know I'm not that tall

I know I'm not that smart

But let me drive my van into your heart

Let me drive my van into your heart

I know I'm not that rich

I'm trying to get my start

So let me drive my van into your heart

Let me drive my van into your heart

And if we look out of place

Well, baby, that's okay

I'll drive us into outer space

Where we can't hear what people say

I know I don't have a plan

I'm working on that part

At least I've got a van

So let me drive my van into your heart

Let me drive my van into your heart

Let me drive my van into your heart

Let me drive my van into your heart

Let me drive my van into your heart

"That's pretty cool, Mr. Universe. Is making songs your job, or is it just a hobby??" (F/n) asked, tilting her head to the side. 

"Well, no. I used to have a manager named Morty.  ...Then I met Steven's mother, Rose. Rose Quartz. I really liked her, so I gave up my career for her. Then she got pregnant with Steven (THEY HAD SEX-- eheh, kidding, I read a book explaining stuff. Not that kind of stuff -_-) and she gave up her physical form to bring him into the world. Now I run a car wash. Long story short, my job with Morty kinda sucked, so now I work at a car wash because I decided to grow up."

There was a short silence. 

"Oh. I'm sorry." (F/n) said finally. 

"Nah, it's fine, kiddo." dad replied. "Anyways, we're here!" 

(F/n) poked her head out of the window, curious of where we are. I opened the door for her and Connie. "Come on, guys! I got hotdogs!" dad said, grinning goofily. We laughed and ran over to dad's car wash. 

"Is this where you work?" (F/n) asked. 

"Yep!" dad smiled, bits of hot-dog...ness spraying out. "Ew." (F/n) blurted out, then covering her mouth, her face flushing. Dad, Connie, and I started laughing. (F/n) shrugged and joined in. 

We pretty much hung out there eating hot-dogs until Connie and (F/n) had to leave. 

"Aww, already?" I pouted. 

"We can hang out another time." Connie smiled and gave me a side hug. I blushed slightly and laughed. Chill, Steven. Chiiilll. "Bye Steven!" (F/n) exclaimed, waving when Connie and I pulled apart. 

'No hug?' I thought, a bit sad. Wait, why would I even want a hug so badly from her anyway? I mentally slapped myself. I like Connie! What the heck, no I do not. Eh, let's put it this way: I like no one, okay? Okay. Urgh, romance and friendship is confusing sometimes.

"You okay there, Steven? You look... Sweaty." dad laughed slightly. "Hm? Oh yeah. I'm good." I replied. "Umm Okay..."

"I'm gonna go see what the gems are doing." I told dad. "'Kay, just don't die." dad joked. I giggled. Then he stopped. "Seriously though, don't die."

Word count: 735 words

Note from Chryssi-chan: Ugh, my computer broke down, so I'm using my iPad to update this lmao. But Steven-sama starting to like (F/n), or does he? *smug look with mustache* Oh my god, I'm up late, so I figured I would update this. My neighbors are blasting Hawaiian music really loud. Plus my hands hurt. I cri. I cri and sob.