𝑇ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑘 𝑌𝑜𝑢 ⸙͎۪۫ Steven Quartz Cutiepie Demayo Diamond Universe ✔︎

𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉ℯ𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓇𝓉𝓎 ℯ𝒾ℊ𝒽𝓉

"All right, Mom. Where should you go?"

Steven took of the painting of his mother in hands and hummed, looking around to find a perfect place to find it; he then caught an idea as he floated himself on top of the Gems bedrooms and hang it up there and floated down.

His eyes brightened at the sight and a smile creeping on his face. "Yeah!" Steven cheered. He then stared back at the painting and hummed uncertainly. "... Hmm." he hummed, having second thoughts.

He took the painting in hands again and searched for another place; after trying leaning and hanging it on various places, he still seemed unsatisfied about them.

He then set the painting of his mother on his bed, beside you who is still sleeping peacefully; Steven sighed and gripped his hair in frustration.

You heard of his distress and slowly opened your eyes, you stirred on the bed to comfortably look at Steven.

Steven saw you finally awake and kissed your temple. "Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up." Steven apologises.

You shook your head, rubbing your eyes tiredly and sat up with the blanket covered your lower body; you smiled at Steven.

"No, it's really fine. I have to wake up sooner or later. It's noon already." you told, looking outside of Steven's balcony to see the sun is on the middle of the horizon.

Steven chuckled. "Yeah, right. Sorry for making you stay up late to find Cat Steven. I know it's a foolish idea." Steven admitted, rubbing the back of his head.

You snorted. "No way! It's never a bad idea to find your cat. He might be alone and cold if we don't."

Steven crossed his arms, pouted. "It looks like you care about Cat Steven more than Steven himself."

You giggled. "I do get to admit that Cat Steven is adorable."

Steven gasped, offended. "You're saying that Cat Steven is more adorable than me?" Steven asked, dramatically set a hand on his chest.

You giggled and nodded, Steven rolled his eyes back dramatically and laid on the bed beside you, the painting landed on the floor.

You giggled at his classic and leaned on your palm as your elbow supported the weight of your head. "All I'm saying is that Cat Steven is adorable and you are very much handsome."

Steven uncovered his eyes away from his arm and smirked. "You really know how to use words against me." Steven told.

You just giggled and played with his hair, twirling it between your fingers softly which Steven was quickly relaxed to it.

"I want to kiss you." Steven whispered, staring at your face lovingly.

You puffed your cheeks and shook your head. "No can do. I haven't brush my teeth yet, and bath."

"I don't care."

"But I stink! I need to wash up!"

"You're beautiful no matter what!"

"Steven!" you giggled. "It's not about my looks, it's about my hygiene. And some because of my looks." you laughed.

Steven pouted. "But I needed my morning kisses!"

You giggled, standing up and left the bed, grabbed a few new clean clothes and turned back to Steven. "Unfortunately for you, Steven, it's noon, not morning anymore." you said, leaving the bed as fast as you can and entered the bathroom.

Steven sighed at the missing presence of you and let his arms spread on the bed, staring at the ceiling for a while before peeking beside his bed and looked at the frame with a picture of his mother in it.