Home (Another Spinel x Reader)

Chapter 2

The door in front of you is red.

The two of you are standing outside the entrance to, er, what the both of you will now be calling home. It's.. a strange feeling. You're excited to be here. And although you're eternally grateful for the crystal gems for taking you in when you needed it, you're also happy to be starting a new chapter in your life.

Pearl should've had the last three of your boxes brought up already for you, as you didn't really feel like doing that all yourself all the way up to the 9th floor if you're honest with yourself. Your body is still pretty sore in general, especially your legs.

You watch Spinel pull keys out of her pocket and go for the door.

"Why weren't those in your gem?" You ask as she fumbles with said keys in hand. "I didn't even know you had pockets..."

"Sometimes I forget." She furrows her eyebrows, a bit of her tongue peeking out as she squints, trying to get the key into the deadbolt right. It's kind of comical. "Don't act like you're expecting me to lose 'em already."

"Eh." You shrug and watch her struggle for a couple more seconds. "Did you want help with that, orrrr,"-

She opens the door, interrupting your sentence with an enthusiastic whoop, and you can see the formidable stack of boxes in the small living room. You take one last look at the long sprawling hallway and the many, many doors on this floor and wonder what your neighbors are like.

"Are 'ya gonna just stand out there or what?" She says from inside the doorway. Looking a bit further down the hall, you can see that one of the doors has several strange notes taped to it - as if there's some sort of weird neighborly interaction going on there.

One of the other front doors opens just as Spinel wraps her hand around your wrist, and she nearly yanks you into the apartment. She slams the door shut behind you almost forcefully.

"You're not even gonna let me introduce myself to the neighbors?" You say, like you had any intention other than to snoop a little. Spinel fixes you with a look. It makes you feel a little giddy when she looks at you like she's full of impatient affection, which makes you want to be a little obtuse on purpose.

"You can do that later." She folds her arms in slight irritation that you can definitely see in her eyes. "I've been wanting you alone for what feels like weeks now."

"You're a little dramatic," You walk further into the living room, taking note of the small deck outside the sliding glass doors. "It's only been a few days, and we've texted."

"I'm not, and you and I both know that it 'ain't the same." She says from behind you, following you closely. You're pretending you have no idea what she's talking about.

You take a peek inside the small kitchen, and you love it. It's cute. Gems don't need to eat or store food, but these particular apartments have small amenities in place, as well as a bathroom and bedroom just to keep up with building code. You think it's kind of hilarious that regular city ordinance gets a say in how aliens should build things and you kind of wish you were present for the meetings that Bismuth had to have had with them.

You open the fridge and realize nothing is in there. Oh, right. Of course. You don't know what you were expecting.

Closing the fridge door, you feel a presence next to you and turn to realize that Spinel is RIGHT there. Like, maybe six inches from your face.

"What," You say, feeling your heartbeat pick up a little. She's watching you expectantly as if she's waiting for something. "Am I not allowed to check out our place? You've already been here for the last few days."