Separation anxiety

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It was like you blinked and Stevens room was barren. You blinked again, and you were at Stevens side, as he handed lapis her new art set. You blinked once more and watched as Steven stuffed his car full of his belongings. "You're awfully quiet today, glow stick." Without skipping a beat, "I am not a glow stick! I'm human!" You unintentionally snap, as your form took on a glowing green.

He gives you his full attention, surprised by your outburst. and rushes to your side. "Woah-! It's ok, (y/n). I'm sorry...I know you don't want me to leave...Just...come with me?" He asks one more time. Sugaring his words in a pleading tone. Your heart was screaming to go and run off into the sunset with Steven, but something was holding you back. Every fiber of you wanted to go, but something irked you to stay.

"I...still feel like I should stay...." you lower your head and let your hair cover your face. A branch was twining through it, and branching out. "Hey, hey, stop. Look at me." Steven pulls your chin up. "You're gonna call me whenever you think of me. If you ever feel sad, or you miss me, or you have anything in the world to say, just call. I will always...always pick up for you. I promise. And if you ever really miss me that bad, just hop on lion and tell him you wanna see me. Try and call first so you don't catch me on the toilet!" He laughs, the joke rousing you a little.

Your glow fades into (s/c) as you calm down. The branch withers and falls off of your head. "Thank you again, Steven..." he hugs you tight. "Oh hush...-oh! I almost forgot!" He leave you and rushes into the house and comes back out with a decent sized box. It was wrapped in green paper with gold flecks. The bow was of course, pink. "This is my parting gift to you...it's not a lot, but I thought you'd like it if you were gonna miss me a lot...." you set the box on the hood of the dondai and unwrap it.

You're greeted with a pink plush blanket, new bottles of Stevens usual flowery soaps, an expensive rosy perfume. and... "you're giving me your jacket?!" You hold it infront of you with sparking eyes. He smiles, and rubs the back of his neck. "Well, I don't think I'd ever trust anyone else with it but you... besides, I can make light clothing!" A small glow, and Steven has a light form jacket, identical to the real one in your arms. "Steven...this is perfect! I get to have all this pink stuff and smell like you all the time! I'll be cuddling this jacket to sleep I bet..."

he helps put everything back in the box for now, as he holds you by your waist. He stares down at you lovingly. He takes a hang away and grabs his phone, setting a song on.  "Care for one last dance..? Princess?"

Play the song now🥺

An old piano sounds as Steven guides your hips to sway with him. Swaying to the slow rythm. Steven smiles deeply as he starts singing along.

I'm making believe.. that you're in my arms...though I know you're so far away...

Making believe I'm talking to you, wish you could hear what I say...

And here in the gloom, of my lonely room, we're dancing like we used to do...

Making believe is just another way of dreaming, so til my dreams come true...

I'll whisper goodnight, turn out the light, and kiss my pillow...

Making believe it's you...

You found it oddly fitting for your situation. You smile, and try singing along.
You both sway, hugging eachother, focusing on each others hearts. He spins you as you sing and pulls you into him again, your back against his chest. He hugs you from behind, covering your smaller form. His hand trails up to your chest, and rests on your glowing gem. This makes you blush immensely, distracting you from singing.

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