Elastic Hearts

The 'L' Word

~~ That Evening ~~

Spinel's P.O.V

I want that kiss.

Ever since it almost happened, I can't escape the feeling. And the strange thing is, I don't want to run from it. It's like a part of me that was locked away for eons has finally been awakened. The ability to love. It all makes sense to me know that I'm sure of these sensations. Kissing is showing that you love someone romantically and I want to do that with Steven.

The truth, plain and simple, is that I'm in love with him. I want to kiss him over and over and have him do the same back to me. I want us to always be together and never get separated. I want us to dance and have him hold me in his arms, because when I'm in his grasp, I feel like there's no other place I'd rather be. I want to tell him that I love him with all my gem and spirit and I want him to know that I'd rather be shattered before I stop saying it. I love him more than the stars, planets, and galaxies combined, and even then, that still wouldn't come close to how my feelings are for him.

Steven saved me from myself and I'll always thank him for it, but in the process as well, he showed me that he's just like me. Alone, abandoned, and finding it hard to trust anyone or love anyone for fear that they'll just exploit him. The parallels between us are uncanny and I think that's why I'm attracted to him. The only thing stopping me now though is one last internal obstacle that I for sure need to clear before my confession. I need to know if he feels the same way towards me and more so, that this won't be a repeat of what Pink did to me. Personally, it crushes me the most to think Steven may not love me, but I argue with myself that if it was the case, then why was he going along with that kiss attempt earlier? No, no, no it's not like that. I'm sure he loves me. He's just probably in the same position as I am and is too scared to say anything first because he thinks I'll reject him or not return the feelings. Oh Steven, we're so alike it's more unbelievable the more I stir on it.

"Spinel? Are you alright?" His voice says, jolting me back to reality.

Blinking in rapid successions, I shake my head and get my focus back in tune. On my right, Steven looks at me concerned while the Diamonds stare at me from across the table with equal worry. It's dinner time and everyone was chatting until I spaced out and got lost in my own mixture of thoughts and feelings. Looking around at everyone, I blush out of embarrassment.

"Y-Yeah, I'm fine. Sorry to interrupt dinner" I reply, my voice so low it's a near whisper.

"No need to apologize, sweetheart" Blue Diamond pipes up, "You've done absolutely nothing wrong here".

I nod halfheartedly and get back to my mac n cheese. As the table resumes its conversation, I feel Steven hold my hand under the table. I gasp softly and blush once more, surprised at his forward actions, but loving it still. I look back over at him and he smiles that smile that would make any lucky gem swoon. Steven, please, just let me kiss you~. Whoa, easy Spinel, can't let yourself get too out of hand. Besides, being too upfront about it may scare him away and you certainly don't want that.

Very soon, dinner comes to its conclusion and the clean up commences. The dishes are gathered, on behalf of the Pearls, and taken down to the base of the Spire, where the cleansing areas are. That leaves just me, Steven, and the Diamonds sitting in silence, looking down and around all over Homeworld. Where we sit now used to be the place where trials were convened but after all that's happened, and the fact that Steven made a hole in the side of the dome, this place was renovated into an open-air lounge section, complete with a table, chairs, and accompanying railing. While everyone is talking among themselves, I get up and walk over to the railing, leaning against it with both arms crossed. I don't know what is it, but gazing down at all those so far below me is very peaceful for some reason. Gives me the relaxing frame of mind to think and stir on my problems. Sighing, I bite my lip and try to figure out what these feelings I have mean, but I'm interrupted once more by the same good-looking boy putting a hand on my shoulder.