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“Can… we go for a drive?”
Floret looked to Steven, attempting to read his body language. Steven was looking out toward the beach, whatever part of his face that was visible to Floret was pretty neutral, albeit somewhat somber in his expression.
The two boys were already making their way towards the school’s parking lot, not long after the final school bell rang for the weekend. Floret was already under the impression he was driving Steven home or to the mall (pretty much wherever Steven asked at this point, Floret was just grateful for the company), so hearing Steven ask sort of threw him off.
“Sure, I didn’t have any plans for today. Where did you wanna go?” Floret continued inspecting Steven, who maintained his gaze towards the city which he could see the entirety of from where he was walking. Steven took a moment to respond, only to seemingly deflate with a sigh, looking downward.
“I… didn’t really have any place in mind. Was just hoping we could drive for a bit. Just wanna clear my head.” Steven responded, his emotions now much more visible to Floret. The taller boy slightly frowned, now starting to grow worried.
“Is everything alright?” Floret moved a hand to Steven’s shoulder, who promptly shrugged it off.
“Everything’s fine, Flower Boy, don’t get all worried about me. Like I said, just wanna clear my head.” Steven assured, promptly returning to form if only for a moment. As they made it to the Dondai, Steven slipped off his backpack and began rummaging inside, pulling out a small tube and lighter. “And I know a great way to do it.”
Floret had the perfect idea in mind, a route he had already somewhat planned out; to get to Little Homeworld from Beach City, most gems would just use the warp pads or humans would take the bus, but there was a fairly secluded backroads one could take that more or less hugged the ocean from the southeast that would normally lead into Beach City, but you could theoretically stay on that highway and eventually would lead out of Beach City from the south-west that was somewhat above the town, giving anyone on the highway the perfect view of not just the city, but also the ocean that surrounded the peninsula. Floret would occasionally take the second half of that up to the top of the summit when he needed to be alone, only familiar with it from when he would watch people race down the summit as a kid. The drive was a fair bit out of the way, but he always relished the view of the city that it gave and Floret thought it would be the perfect drive to help Steven with whatever was plaguing his mind. The two boys buckled in and Steven wasted no time popping the pre-rolled joint from its tubed casing and burning the twisted tip.
It wasn’t long before Floret left the smaller town and was on the road, while the smaller boy was already nearly a quarter through the preroll. Music was playing from the sedan’s speakers, playing from Steven’s phone connected via aux. Both front-seat windows were rolled down, mostly to assure the smoke from Steven’s joint would fully escape the vehicle and not linger, although Floret would have to make sure he sprayed some freshener in his car later to get rid of any remaining weed smell. They sat in relative silence aside from the radio for a bit, enjoying each other's company and view. It was peaceful, and for a moment, Steven forgot why he’d asked Floret to do this. Floret hadn’t forgotten, though, and attempted to figure out what was going on with Steven.
“So… how was your day?” Floret attempted, followed by a chuckle from Steven.
“I mean, you were with me for most of it. Pretty boring day for the most part.” He said nonchalantly, somewhat shrugging off the question. Floret frowned.
“I guess. I was just wondering if there was anything that happened that made you want to do this. Usually when I drive you places, it’s to places, like the mall or to your house.”
Steven took another hit before replying. “Maybe I just like it when you drive me around, Flower Boy. Something-something not about the destination but the journey itself or whatever.” Steven replied, waving his other hand around. Floret blushed faintly, still looking at the road ahead, albeit slightly more stiff. Floret didn’t respond for a moment, letting the words sink in his head. Am I the journey? Or is the actual drive the journey? Floret thought to himself, now second guessing Steven’s comment. His internal monologue was broken by Steven’s voice once more. “I just wanted to do something that didn’t really require spending money.”
“You know I’ll have to refill my tank after this, right?”
“Yeah, but that doesn’t really count.” Steven waved a hand at Floret’s statement, earning an eyeroll from the other boy. They sat in silence for a bit longer, finally back in Beach City, though not for long. Instead of taking the exit back into the city, he continued on the highway leading away from their hometown. This time, Steven was the one to break the silence.
“This is… a really pretty view.”
“I know, it’s been awhile since I’ve personally driven this way. Usually when I drive you home we just drive straight back into the city, but I know a spot with a great view.”
“Better than this?” Steven asked, leaning forward in his seat and pointing toward the small town in front of the ocean. Floret smirked.
“Just wait.”
Steven continued looking out at the view before him. He was able to see nearly all of Beach City in the distance and the giant mountain behind where Floret lives behind all of it, slowly starting to grow smaller and smaller in the distance. Much closer was the outer neighborhoods leading out of Beach City. He had never really seen this area. It seemed so peaceful. It was pretty far from Beach City, and seemed much calmer in comparison. A thought appeared in his mind; imagining what his life would have been like if he was adopted by a family in this neighborhood instead. Maybe his life would have been much simpler, and maybe he would’ve been a lot happier. He thought about several of his past families, the ups and downs of them all. Images flooded his mind of past abuse and trauma, an amalgam of things that have made him into what he is now. He was so lost in thought that he didn’t even realize they were at the top, only coming back to reality when Floret spoke up.
“We’re here!” The pink boy spoke, shifting the car into park. The two boys unbuckled their seatbelts and exited the pink vehicle. Steven stood for a moment, taking in the scene. He felt like he could see the entirety of Delmarva. With the sun now beginning to set on the horizon, the sky itself was an orangish-pinkish color, a gradient appearing near the sun that only got darker the more the sun set. Steven was virtually speechless. The scenery before him really calmed his nerves, his stomach calmed for nearly the first time today.
The two boys sat on the hood of the car. Before they hit the road, they stopped at a nearby gas station to grab gas and some snacks. Steven grabbing some chips to satisfy his munchies, and Floret choosing a granola bar. They both took their respective snacks from Steven’s bag and sat like that for a bit. They watched the sun slowly set on the city while enjoying not just their snacks - but also each other’s company - in silence. Steven was the first to speak, still alternating between his chips and the roach that was left of his preroll.
“Do you wanna know why I asked you to do this?” He asked, not breaking eye contact with the view.
“Only if you feel comfortable sharing with me.” Steven rolled his eyes.
“Ugh, do you ever turn it off?”
“What? It seemed like you were pretty hesitant to share earlier. I don’t want you to feel like you have to tell me if you don’t want to.”
“Come on, dude. I was always gonna tell you, I just…” Steven trailed off, Floret now looking more concerned.
“Is everything okay?” Floret could tell whatever was on Steven’s mind was eating at him.
“Connie broke up with me.” He sputtered.
“What? What do you mean she broke up with you?” Floret nearly dropped the rest of his granola after hearing Steven’s revelation.
“W-well, it was mutual…kinda.” Steven rubbed the back of his head, lowering his head a bit. “Don’t tell her I told you but… she kinda… came out to me.”
Floret tilted his head in confusion. “What do you mean ‘came out’?”
“She…she told me she liked girls. And that she still cares about me and loves me and whatever but… yeah.” Steven trailed off again. Floret rested his hand on Steven’s shoulder once more, this time Steven allowing the gesture. “It’s cool, though, I’m not mad or anything. A little sad, sure, but if I’m being completely honest… I don’t know.” Steven rubbed his arm, now actively trying to avoid Floret’s concerned gaze. “Things felt… off. I can’t really explain it.” Steven took one last rip of the nub, nearly hacking up a lung as what he mostly just ingested was ash rather than weed. “Part of me just feels like she’s too good for me, and I’m just a constant fuck-up holding her back all the time and it just felt like shit feeling like that all the time.” Steven slouched on the hood, looking down at his feet.
“How long have you felt like that? Unsure about your relationship, I mean.”
“Since I asked her to homecoming.” They sat with that for a moment. Floret thought back to his conversation with Connie at the Big Donut, guilt beginning to swell in his stomach.
“I’m sorry, Steven. You seem to be handling it well, though.”
“I already had my panic attack about it. I’m a bit over it now but it still sucks.” Floret hesitated for a moment before acting next. He leaned in and hugged Steven, the human not reciprocating the hug. Instead, he made an attempt to shove him off.
“Ew, get the fuck off. It happened a few weeks ago, I’m over it.” He struggled beneath Floret’s grip, to no avail. There was no universe he would be able to break out of Floret’s grasp.
“I know, but that feeling sucks. I know you really liked her, even if you weren’t sure about everything.”
“Yeah yeah, real sad. I just felt like I should tell you. I guess we’re friends or whatever.” Steven grumbled under Floret’s strength, the gem finally letting go. Floret gave Steven a comforting smile as he released him, only for it to turn into a frown a moment later. Floret looked away from Steven, not going unnoticed by the boy. Floret spoke up before Steven could ask.
“Can I tell you something?” Floret asked, now his turn seeming uncomfortable.
“Oh geez, what happened?”
“Nothing happened, but… guess since we’re both sharing secrets about Connie…” Floret chuckled nervously, rubbing his arm. Steven’s smile began to fade.
“What… what do you mean?”
“Well… a month or two ago… Connie had mentioned… uhh…” Floret stuttered, now second guessing his decision coming forward with this. “She mentioned that she was also having second thoughts on your relationship.” Floret spat out, as if the words jumped from his body. Steven leaned back slightly, still trying to process what he just heard. “B-but, she also said she was gonna try to make it work, but…” He trailed off, nervously tapping his fingers together. Steven sat for a moment, still trying to find the words. But nothing came, and he just sat there.
“I wanted to tell you, Steven, but it just wasn’t my place. I’m sorry I kept that from you.” Floret apologized nervously, waiting for the impending freak out. Steven blinked a few times, then sighed.
“It’s… it’s cool. She told you that in confidence.” Floret blinked, now confused.
“You’re… not mad?”
Steven sighed again, turning back toward the horizon where the sun was nearly fully set on Beach City. “No, I’m not mad. I think it was like, inevitable things were gonna end between us sooner or later. Either by her realizing she’s too good for me, or me breaking up with her trying to help her or something. I knew when I asked her to homecoming that there probably wasn’t a lot of time left for us.”
Floret stared back at Steven, baffled by the sudden maturity on display from the human.
“That’s… really mature of you, Steven.”
“Yeah, whatever. Like I said, I’ve already had time to think about it. Hearing that doesn’t really change much, but I guess it makes me feel better about it. I guess we weren’t meant to be. Is what it is, I guess.” Steven shrugged, leaning on his hands behind him. A small smile formed on his face as they both looked back at the sunset as it was just about to set behind the ocean. The sky was nearly dark blue, with some hints of purple right at the horizon. They sat in silence for a moment, the two boys admiring the city below them, now lit from the street lights and signs. Floret chuckled before he spoke.
“I didn’t even know she was gay.” Floret said, almost unwillingly. Steven laughed.
“I had a feeling, she’s very open about a lot of stuff like that.” Steven said unmoving. Floret looked back at Steven, a small blush forming on his face. He looked back at the ocean before speaking again.
“What about you?” Floret asked quietly, almost hoping Steven didn’t hear him. Steven snapped in his direction.
“What about me?” He scoffed at the question, unable to hide the flush rising on his cheeks.
“Well, are you also open like that?” Floret asked sheepishly, avoiding eye contact.
“Why, you wanna kiss me or something?” Steven scoffed, further deepening Floret’s blush.
“N-no! It’s not like that! I’m just asking because I’m curious, nothing else!” Floret panicked, waving his hands around. Steven laughed out loud, causing Floret to bury his face in his hands.
“Ahh, I’m just fucking with you, Flower Boy, relax.” Steven laughed, patting Floret’s back. He wiped a faux-tear from his eye and exhaled. “To answer your question, I don’t know. Connie asked me the same thing and I pretty much told her the same thing.”
Floret looked back up at Steven, eyes squinted. “What do you mean ‘pretty much’ the same thing?” He asked. Now Steven’s face was fully red.
“I told her what I told you: I don’t know. I thought I was always into girls…”
“...But?”
“But… I don’t think it stops at girls, I guess. I just never had to think about it because I had a girlfriend.” Steven scratched the back of his head, face flush. “There, you happy queer-mo? Guess I’m not all straight.”
“Oh.” Was all Floret could make out. They sat for a moment, neither able to make eye contact with the other, opting to look back towards the view before them.
“Are… are you?” Steven asked softly, still avoiding eye contact.
“I… I don’t know. I’ve never really thought about it. I’ve never really had time to think about it, you know? I’ve been dealing with gem stuff for so long that relationship stuff has just never been a priority… but,”
“But what?” Steven asked too eagerly, nearly interrupting Floret.
“But… I don’t think I have a preference, as if I can really be picky. I think it would just be nice to have someone, anyone. I just feel so… empty sometimes. So alone. Sometimes it feels like I’m not even meant to have someone like that, you know? Like I’m destined to be alone forever.” Floret looked down at the city in front of him. Steven slightly shifted closer to the pink gem beside him.
“Dude, you know you have options, right? Girls at school can barely keep it in their pants when you walk by. You could have anyone you wanted if you really gave a fuck.” Steven snorted.
“I do give a f-,” Floret snapped, barely stopping himself. “I do care, Steven. I just don’t always feel seen like that. Even then, that’s all superficial. They only really like me for my looks. I want someone that gets me. Someone that sees me as a person, and not a gem god or whatever.” Floret sighed. Steven took in Floret’s words, taking an extra moment to think before speaking again.
“Well,” the human slid next to the gem once more, getting Floret’s attention. “I think you’ll find someone. You’re pretty attractive so it can’t be that-” Steven stopped himself, realizing what he just said. Unfortunately for him, it didn’t go unnoticed by Floret.
“Oh yeah? You think I’m attractive, now?” He chuckled.
“Fuck off, homo. It’s very obvious you are a very conventionally attractive dude. Not a gay thing to say, just a fact.” Steven defended himself, another blush forming on his face. Floret laughed once more, causing Steven to cross his arms.
“Well, thank you I guess.” Floret thanked the boy, shifting closer.
“Yeah, whatever.” Steven rolled his eyes, still looking out towards the view. The two were now practically touching arm-to-arm, hands only mere inches away from each other. Floret’s fingers inched towards Steven’s, going unnoticed by the human. They sat like that for a few more moments, reveling in the beauty of the night.
Steven was next to break the silence. “Thank you for doing this for me. This has been really nice, Flower Boy. It means a lot.” Floret turned to Steven, whose face was maybe only a foot away from him.
“Anytime Steven, seriously. I’m glad that you feel comfortable enough with me to do this.” He assured the human, who was now looking back at him.
“Don’t get all sentimental on me, it was just nice to get it off my chest to someone who isn’t V.”
“Well… it’s still nice. Thanks, Steven.” Floret said, still looking towards the boy. Steven looked back at the gem, blushing now fully realizing how close together they were. They looked into each other’s eyes, as if one were waiting for the other to do something. Floret inched even closer now, practically able to feel Steven’s breath.
Steven broke the silence. “I think-”
Steven was interrupted by Floret who - without any warning - leaned in and kissed him. Steven’s eyes went wide, unsure as to what was happening. The kiss lasted only a second or two, but the moment felt like forever. Steven pulled back and looked at Floret, who was completely taken aback.
“Dude, what the fuck?!” Steven shouted angrily, Floret now completely lost.
“Oh my god, I-I-” Floret stuttered, face completely flushed and appearing to break into a sweat. “Steven, I'm so sorry! I-I don’t know what came over me I just…” Floret panicked, apologizing frantically to Steven. The human got down from the hood, making space from himself and the gem. Floret continued, reaching a hand towards him. “Steven please, I-I-I didn’t mean too! I’m sorry, please!”
Just then, Floret began to glow, shimmering brightly like a star in the sky. He fell to his knees, trying his hardest to not corrupt in front of Steven. His body rumbled, claws forming at his fingers. He could feel horns beginning to pierce his temple.
“What’s happening? Are you okay?” Steven asked, now kneeling beside the gem to meet him at eye level.
“Steven, I-I’m sorry…” He sobbed, tears wetting the ground below him.
“Floret, just breathe, okay? Just try to calm down, please…” Floret continued to breathe, finally reaching a consistent rhythm, regulating his breathing once more. He wiped away tears from his eyes, realizing that he was no longer corrupting. He looked up at Steven, who seemed now more concerned for Floret rather than angry.
“Steven…”
“I’m sorry for overreacting like that.” Floret double-taked.
“W-what?”
“I didn’t mean to yell at you like that, you just surprised me.”
“You’re… you’re not mad?”
“I mean… a little. That was a pretty fucking weird thing to do, I won’t lie, but I shouldn’t have yelled at you like that. I’m sorry.”
“Steven, you have no reason to be apologizing right now. I fully violated our friendship and your trust by doing that.”
“It’s whatever, dude. Just… don’t do it again, I guess.”
“But-”
“Seriously, it’s not a big deal.” Steven rose to his feet, reaching a hand out to Floret. The gem took his hand and stood up, wiping some dirt from his knees. “Are you okay? I haven’t seen that happen to you since the lighthouse.”
Floret sniffled. “I’m fine, I just…” He paused for a moment. “We should probably head back. It’s gotten pretty late.” Steven frowned in response, but agreed. They both got back into the Dondai, and began the drive back down the mountain.
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The drive home was as quiet as it was long. Neither said anything to the other, not sure what to even say about what had just transpired. Neither had put on music, opting to sit in silence. The only sounds being the wind against the windows and the soft hum of the car. Floret stared straight at the road ahead, while Steven faced the window, only this time he had less of a view than before. After about thirty minutes of driving, they had reached Steven’s neighborhood. Floret turned into the driveway to Steven’s home. For a moment, neither had moved. After what seemed like an eternity, Steven spoke.
“I’ll uh… see you Monday, I guess?”
“Yeah… I’ll see you on Monday.” Steven sat for a moment, looking towards Floret, who had still been looking forward. After a moment, Steven sighed, and opened the car door.
“Alright then. Have a good night, man. Drive safe.”
“Thanks.” Floret said flatly. Steven looked back one more time, expecting something to happen, although he wasn’t sure what. Finally, he shut the door and walked towards the front door. Once at the door, he opened his backpack to look for his keys, but came up empty. After searching every pocket, he looked back up, then back at Floret, who just stared. After realizing what’s happening, Floret rolled his eyes and opened the passenger side door. Steven sheepishly walked back towards the car, feeling a mix of nervousness and embarrassment, and a bit of guilt.
“Come on. I’m not gonna let you stay out here in the cold all night. You can stay at my place.”
“Are you… sure that’s a good idea?” Steven asked, now feeling more guilty. He hated having to fall back on Floret, it made him feel useless. Floret on the other hand, seemed too tired to care.
“As long as you’re okay with it. I know I crossed a line earlier, so if you really don’t feel comfortable I understand, but I can’t just leave you out here like this. You can stay in my bed and I can sleep on the couch.” Floret explained. Steven looked back towards his home, noticing all the lights were off as well. He remembered that Onion was with Yellowtail for the weekend, and had no clue if Vidalia was even home or not. Without another word, he got back into the Dondai, and they left.
Once they got settled inside the temple, Floret gave Steven the same clothes as last time. They still smelled like strawberries. While Steven got showered and changed into clean clothes, Floret looked around the temple to see if any of the other Gems were home. He called out their names with no response, and assumed they were still doing some kind of work at Little Homeschool. When Steven was finished, Floret went into the shower after him. Once he finished, Floret prepared his room for Steven, and held a spare blanket and pillow in his arms. Steven sat at the bottom of the bed.
“I can’t make you sleep on the couch. It’s your house. Plus, I don’t really feel comfortable sleeping alone still...” Steven mumbled, Floret barely catching the second part.
“Well I don’t know if it’s a good idea if we sleep in the same bed again tonight. I still feel horrible for earlier. How are you not mad at me?”
“I mean… I’m not really upset? I’m pretty confused I guess, but I know it was an accident. You didn’t mean it, right?” That last sentence stabbed Floret in the chest.
“Y-Yeah… It was an accident…” Floret stuttered.
“I trust you, Flower Boy. I know you wouldn’t do anything to make me uncomfortable. Well, any more than… actually, nevermind. Just… let’s go.”
“Steven, are you abs-”
“Just get in the fucking bed before I choke you.” Floret smiled. For a moment, everything felt back to normal. Steven moved over to his side of the bed, rolling over onto his side facing away from Floret. “Just stay on your side of the bed.”
Floret lifted the comforter and got underneath, making sure to give Steven sufficient space. “Deal.” Floret said to Steven, rolling over to face the opposite way. “Thank you for trusting me.”
“Yeah, whatever. Goodnight, Flower Boy.”
“Goodnight, Steven.”
With that, the two boys attempted to go to sleep. Attempted, as it did not come easily for Steven. He could not stop thinking about the events that transpired earlier on the hill.
Why did he do that? I didn’t know he was… It doesn’t matter. It’s not gonna happen again, so it doesn’t even matter. Steven thought to himself. It’s not gonna happen again… right? The more he lingered on that thought, the more it made him… sad? Why? There’s no reason he should feel anything like that for Floret, especially since how much he was grossed out by his sincerity and kindness, and how he was always there for Steven, and even forgave him after snooping through his diaries, and how Floret has been teaching him how to drive, and how Floret always smells like strawberries, and how nice it’s been to have someone like Floret in his life-
“Oh fuck.” Steven accidentally said aloud, just loud enough that the other person in the bed with him could most definitely hear.
“Steven? Is everything okay?” Floret said drowsily, sitting up and rubbing his eyes.
“Fuck, sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you, I just… had a bad dream is all.”
“Okay… if you say so. If you need anything just let me know.” Floret said as he started going back into his sleeping position. Steven bit his lip before he spoke.
“Why did you kiss me?”
Now Floret was definitely awake. Almost instantly, the gem shot back up. “W-what?”
“Did I stutter? Why did you kiss me on the hill earlier?” He repeated.
“I… I don’t-”
“Don’t fucking tell me you don’t know, because you clearly do. Just tell me the truth.” Steven was rapidly losing his patience at Floret, but was trying his hardest to maintain a cool head. Floret hesitated for a moment, not immediately answering. With every passing second, the more frustrated Steven got. “Well?”
“I… I think I… um… you’ve been very…how do I put this… ” Floret stuttered. Steven was starting to grow almost desperate for an answer.
“Just spit it the fuck out already.”
“IthinkIlikeyou!” Floret blurted out, covering his mouth immediately after saying it. They both looked at each other, the tension so palpable you could feel it thicken the air. Steven could feel his heart pounding in his chest, and Floret could most definitely hear it.
“W-what?”
“I… think I like you, Steven.” Floret said much more confidently this time, although it didn’t really mean much considering how nervous he felt.
Steven gave a very not-forced laugh. “You’re… you’re fucking with me right? I-It’s not funny to say shit like that.”
“Steven, I’m being serious. I would never joke about something like this, you know that.” He replied, sounding like a kicked puppy. “You could have just said you didn’t feel the same, I would’ve understood.” Floret removed the rest of the blanket covering his body, and made his way to the door. Steven’s heart sank, quickly making his way after Floret, barely stopping him at the door.
“Flower Boy wait, that’s not what I meant.” He stopped Floret at the door, but the gem didn’t turn to face the human. “I didn’t mean it like that, I’m sorry I said that. I’m just… I don’t know what you’d even see in me. I feel like I just hold you back. You already do so much for me and I do nothing for you, it feels so one sided.”
Floret finally turned to Steven. “Steven, I’m not friends with you to get anything out of it other than your company. I enjoy the time we spend together. You’re one of my best friends, we talk every day. I like doing things for you, because I like seeing you happy. I like to make you happy, because I care about you, Steven.” Floret took Steven’s hand in his before continuing. “You see me as a person. You don’t just see me as some freak or as some deity. You just see me as me.” Floret raised his hand to Steven’s face, now holding his cheek. “You make me feel human. And I like having you around. I want you around.” The words rang in Steven’s ears. He had never felt so special before, the feeling left him at a loss for words.
“That’s really gay, Flower Boy.” He snickered, the frown returning to Floret’s face. He turned towards the door only to be stopped by Steven once more. “Kidding! I’m kidding, geez.” Steven thought for a moment before speaking, choosing his next words wisely, knowing these next moments could forever change their friendship going forward. “I’ve never had someone say things to me like that before, Flower Boy. I… I’m not good at taking compliments or whatever. You make me happy too, I guess…” Steven was struggling to find the words to tell Floret how he felt, but he was drawing blanks. He rolled his eyes. “Fuck it.”
Steven leaned forward and locked his lips with Floret’s. Floret was surprised at first, but quickly went along with it. This time around, neither had any intentions of stopping. Despite the height difference, Steven pinned Floret against the door, the kiss between them quickly becoming more passionate. Their tongues explored each other’s mouths, both of them getting a taste of the other. Unsurprisingly, Floret somehow tasted like strawberries, which really didn’t make any sense to Steven but he definitely wasn’t about to complain. On the other hand, Steven’s mouth tasted like a mixture of whatever toothpaste Floret had in the bathroom, with a faint earthy-taste of weed still barely lingering. Floret didn’t mind it, though; knowing it was with Steven, he wouldn’t want it any other way.
After what seemed like an eternity, Floret pulled away. They looked at each other for a moment, both breathing heavily. Floret was the first to speak.
“Is this okay? I don’t want you to feel like you need to do this for me.” Steven gave an exasperated look.
“Are you fucking serious? I kissed you, dumbass. Of course it’s okay.” A blush began to form on Floret’s face as he did his best to avoid eye contact.
“I-I know! But I don’t want you to feel like I’m pressuring you into this.”
“You are not pressuring me into doing anything. I don’t think you have the ability to pressure anyone into doing things. I’m doing this because you are very attractive and I want to kiss you.”
“Well you calling me attractive now has to be gay, right?” Floret giggled, earning an eye roll from the smaller boy.
“I-It’s just a fact! You are attractive, dipshit. It’s not gay to state a fact.” He stated, presumably getting his point across to Floret, who could only giggle more in response. “The problem is it’s gay as fuck when you shove your tongue down my throat and all I can taste is fucking strawberries.”
“Is that really a problem?” Floret quizzed, raising an eyebrow.
“Eh, I guess not.” Steven shrugged. He leaned back in to kiss Floret, who now was away from the door. Floret and Steven began slowly moving toward the bed, Floret opting to be underneath Steven as they continued their make-out session on Floret’s queen-sized bed. Steven’s kisses drifted away, now kissing Floret on his cheek, slowly inching towards his neck, which in turn earned him a rather loud gasp from the pink boy.
“Hahh~ Steven… please, I’m sensitive…” He moaned softly into Steven’s ear. “I’ve… never been touched like this before…”
“Don’t worry, Flower Boy. I’m gonna take care of you.” Steven cooed. He barely spoke above a whisper, but his words left Floret a mess causing a shiver running down his spine every time Steven spoke. The human continued his attack on Floret, a flurry of soft kisses down the pink boy’s jaw as Steven made his way lower and lower until he was at eye level with Floret’s neck, landing his first kiss on his flesh, right under Floret’s jaw. The stimulation Floret was feeling left him completely weak. The sounds coming from Floret weren’t deliberate by any means; unintelligible mumbling mixed with moans of pleasure. His body was shaking in ecstacy, writhing under Steven’s hold.
“Ahh~ uhnnn.. St-Steven… I-I… nfff,” Floret whined, giving his best attempt yet to speak something coherent. In between desperate panting and moans, Floret was finally able to speak. “Hahh… Steven I- nghh… I need a second…please…” He begged, hoping Steven’s relentless attack would finally end. Lucky for him, his wish was granted; Steven paused his kisses and looked back up at Floret, who was in total disarray. He gave Floret a moment to catch his breath, smirking at him the entire time.
“You alright there?” He asked, chuckling to himself as Floret’s eyes finally made contact with his.
“Steven… that was amazing…” He said, in between moments of catching his breath. Steven followed suit although to a lesser degree. He wiped his forehead.
“You… really think so?”
“Steven, I can barely even form a thought right now. That was… really intense- in a good way!”
“Heh, I’m glad you enjoyed it.” Steven said, now sitting upright beside Floret.
“I most definitely did, but we’re not done.” In a quick sequence, he grabbed Steven by the waist and swapped positions, now with Steven lying down with Floret on all fours hovering over him. Floret leaned in, interlocking his lips with Steven’s. This time, their kiss was much slower and much more passionate. Floret seemed to be the one in control, making sure that he wasn’t just kissing Steven, he was tasting him. He would let one kiss linger into the next by slightly biting Steven’s lower lip, and using that to pull him back. Meanwhile, his hands started at Steven’s face, resting his hands on his chin and jaw. He let his hands roam lower, both sliding down Steven’s shirt until he was near the hem of it at the bottom. Floret paused at the bottom of Steven’s shirt, thinking before his next move.
“Do you trust me?” Floret asked Steven, looking up at the human.
“Uhh… yeah?”
He let his hands find their way under Steven’s shirt, his fingertips feeling the area between Steven’s lower abdomen and waistline and started making his way up Steven’s sides. The feeling of foreign hands massaging his body sent chills down his spine and elicited involuntary noises from the boy. He had never been touched like this before, the feeling near overstimulating to the point of almost being ticklish. He continued to massage Steven’s torso, making his way back up to his chest, and was slowly making his way down his chest to his navel, which instantly set off an alarm in Steven’s head, snapping him out of his mesmerized state. Right before Floret’s hand was about to rub his navel, Steven grabbed his hand.
“Don’t.” Was all Steven could muster between panting breaths. Floret took a moment to process what he was talking about, but then he remembered.
“Ohmygosh, I’m so sorry!” Floret panicked, his posture instantly stiffening up.
“It’s fine, I was just reminding you is all. You can… keep doing that. I liked it… a lot… just stay away from my belly-button. And I’d like to keep my shirt on, if that’s okay.” Steven said shyly, nervousness seeping from his voice.
“Of course! Thank you for telling me. I just want you to be comfortable and enjoy this. If there’s anything else-”
“Nopethereisn’tjustkeepdoingwhatyouweredoingbefore.” Steven cut him off before he could finish, turning his head away in hopes that Floret wouldn’t see him blush (which he most certainly did). Floret giggled and gave Steven a kiss on his cheek, goading the boy back to him. They picked up where they left off: with Floret in control of the kiss once more, tracing Steven’s lips and tongue with his own while he ran his hands around Steven’s body, now with more care as to not touch Steven’s navel. He would run his hands up Steven’s sides to his upper abdomen, then up to his chest. He’d run his hands over his chest area, his fingers sure to linger a second longer when he’d rub over his nipples. He couldn’t really hear, but he could definitely feel Steven moaning into his mouth in a steady tone.
“Is that okay?”
“Yesss… please- ngff… please keep going, Flower Boy.” Steven pleaded, a mix of pleasure and nervousness coming together to make the feeling of it all more intense.
“You really are very cute, Steven.” Floret purred. The statement definitely caught Steven by surprise, causing him to cover his face with his hands.
“Shut the ffffuck up…guhhfuck…” Steven moaned out, clearly enjoying himself despite not wanting to show it. Floret smiled.
“But it’s true! You’re so soft and fun to touch,” He added while continuing to massage Steven’s body. “And your expressions make it even better.” Floret went back to kissing Steven’s body, his lips making contact with the part of Steven’s lower that was slightly sticking out of Steven’s shirt. His kisses were gradually going lower and lower, now right at Steven’s waist. His kisses came to a pause when he felt something poke at his neck. Floret glanced down, finally acknowledging Steven’s restricted erection. The two boys looked at each other, one smiling and the other red as a tomato. Floret slipped his fingers under Steven’s waistband, rubbing them along the smaller boy’s waistline. The feeling of Floret being so close to his raging member was tantalizing, desperate for release from its prison under Steven’s boxer-briefs. Floret lowered his head and gave the tip a tender kiss through Steven’s pants, who was a mess of noises from the teasing.
“Flower Boy please… no more teasing…” The boy whined. Floret smiled, taking advantage of the power dynamic between them at this moment.
“May I continue, Steven?” He glanced up at Steven with a fake look of concern. Steven could barely look at him, still entranced from the pleasure he’d been receiving.
“Please…” he whispered, trying his hardest to suppress himself.
That was enough for Floret. He lifted the waistband, finally freeing Steven’s twitching erection. Steven gasped, the cool air was sensitive on his member, causing it to twitch more. After a moment of admiring Steven’s painfully-throbbing cock, Floret pulled Steven’s underwear down further, with a shimmy from the human to get them completely off. Floret gazed at the cock now completely exposed to him. It was a bit smaller than his own, but Floret couldn’t really care less about size, not that he really had much experience in that department anyway. Steven’s cock stood tall, leaking a small amount of precum from its tip. The pink boy eyed the cock hungrily, excited and nervous to finally be able to experiment with his closest friend. He felt his member begin to stiffen quickly in his own pants, the feeling of being restricted only growing his eroticism. He carefully wrapped his fingers around the cock before him, earning a gasp and soft vulgarities from the owner. Floret giggled to himself before leaning forward and giving the tip of Steven’s cock another kiss, Steven’s leaking precum now on his lips. Floret licked the precum from his lips, giving a playful hum in response.
“Wow, that’s sweeter than I thought it’d be!” Steven’s face reddened immensely at the sight, putting his hands over his face.
“You are so fucking weird, you know that?”
“I know. Guess I’m pretty lucky that you like weird guys, huh?” Floret asked, but before Steven could even answer, Floret gave a long lick from the base of Steven’s cock all the way back to the tip, earning another louder moan in response. He continued teasing the human, licking from the base of his cock up to the tip, giving his head several small kisses once he reached the top, and would repeat. Steven’s moans were increasing in volume, growing harder for the human to control. His breathing was becoming sporadic as well, virtually panting out of desperation. Steven couldn’t take it anymore.
“God, fuck you. I can’t take any more fucking teasing, please Fff…” He begged, unable to even finish his pleading. Floret had decided that he had his fun, and wasn’t going to make him wait anymore.
“Oh Steven, all you had to do was ask!” In a swift motion, Floret leaned forward once more, this time taking Steven’s length into his mouth.
“Holy fuck, Flower Boy-” Steven rasped, the intense feeling taking Steven by surprise. Using his tongue as a guide, Floret slowly lowered his head onto Steven’s cock until he reached the base. Being part gem has its perks; no gag reflex combined with Steven’s size made it easy to take it all the way, as it very barely was touching the back of his throat when taking it to the base, and even then Floret had no problem going that deep in the first place. Floret eventually found his rhythm, taking Steven’s cock from the very tip, all the way to the base of his cock, and back to the tip. Steven on the other hand was going crazy, face flush from the pleasure of having his cock throated- let alone sucked- for the first time.
While Floret was hard at work, Steven reached down and placed a hand on the gem’s face, caressing his cheek with his thumb. Floret glanced at the thumb rubbing his face, then to Steven who was covering his face with his free hand. Floret hummed to himself, still using his hands and tongue to pleasure Steven.
“Is this good, Steven? Are you enjoying yourself?” Floret asked with genuine care in his voice, lazily stroking Steven’s cock while he rested his head on his free hand. Steven was still squirming under the gem’s grip, growing more frustrated as Floret returned to teasing him once more. Steven continued caressing Floret’s face with his thumb, finally averting his gaze back to the gem holding his dick. Floret looked up at Steven, his expression almost made Steven uncomfortable from how innocent and sweet he looked while doing something so explicit.
“Y-Yea… it feels really good…” Steven purred, finding himself lost in Floret’s eyes. There was something about the way Floret was looking at Steven that drove the human crazy. He seemed so innocent; as if his eyes were completely unaware of the actions the rest of his body were performing. It gave Steven almost a pang of guilt in his chest; either because he felt as if he wasn’t good enough for Floret, or that he’d been a bad influence on the gem. Either way, it also made his cock throb in excitement. Floret continued peppering Steven’s length with small kisses, relishing in Steven’s soft moans.
“Should I keep going?” Floret asked harmlessly, his chasteness seeming to be his own idea of teasing Steven.
“P-please do…” Without wasting any more time, he returned his full attention to Steven’s cock, using his tongue once more to lubricate the human’s cock, allowing himself to go lower and lower. Floret went as far as he could go until Steven’s cock hilted in his throat, only being stopped by Steven’s pelvis. The warm wetness drove Steven crazy, slowly beginning to lose control. Steven’s hand moved up to Floret’s hair, rubbing his fingers through his pompadour, gripping tightly. Floret lifted his head all the way back up to the tip and repeated the motions; going all the way down, back up, and back down again. The feeling was intense, proven by Steven’s moans that were growing louder and a bit higher in pitch. Every time Floret would reach the base, Steven would grip his hair hard, holding him there for a moment, and would move with Steven’s hand back up to the tip. Floret could feel the power dynamic beginning to switch between them, and he welcomed it. Not only had he seemingly been in control of their foreplay so far, but he secretly craved the feeling of being used by Steven. He began to slow his own movement, allowing Steven to take control of the pace. After a moment, Steven too came to realize that he had been in control of the pace, pausing for a moment.
“Is this okay?” Steven asked hesitantly, checking on his partner. Floret hadn’t answered immediately. Instead, he slid off the bed, sitting himself on his knees, and pulled Steven towards him, stopping him as he was right at the edge of the bed. Steven mumbled something about how he “could’ve done it himself,” before Floret grabbed both of Steven’s hands, placing them on his head, and lowered himself once more. Steven’s face flushed, now very aware of the extremely lewd situation they’re in. He prepped himself mentally, and began using Floret’s head to pleasure himself. He started slow, cautious as to not hurt the gem, but as he continued pushing the boundaries with no argument from the gem, he began losing himself to the pleasure. He greedily fucked into Floret’s face, timing it so that as he lowered Floret’s head, he would also thrust into his throat. Floret on the other hand, already removed his erection from his pajama bottoms and was stroking feverishly to the rhythm Steven had set, which was now starting to pick up speed. Steven continued his ruthless fucking until he felt his climax building up.
“Ff-fuck Flower Boy, I-I think I’m getting close…” Steven stuttered, still gripping the pink boy’s head securely as he humped greedily into his throat, his thrusts growing more and more uncoordinated and rushed, desperate to reach his climax. The gem, meanwhile, had completely lost himself to the feeling of being used. It wasn’t long until Steven felt himself reaching his breaking point, rigorously pumping into Floret’s face.
“Fuck, Flower Boy, I-I’m about to-fuck…” Steven cut himself off as he finally reached his orgasm, holding Floret’s head down at the base of his cock shooting shot after shot of his load down Floret’s throat. Floret on the other hand, felt tears forming at the corners of his eyes from the relentless onslaught he just endured, and now his head being held down, feeling his cock unload down his throat. He couldn’t breathe, but silently thanked the stars above that he was a gem and could hold his breath for significantly longer than a normal human could. He lifted his head just enough that the cock wasn’t in his throat anymore and used his tongue to taste around Steven’s cock in an attempt to coax out any remaining cum from the cock in his mouth. Steven yipped, sucking his teeth at the overstimulation and lifted Floret’s head from his cock, which was now starting to deflate. He rested his hands behind him on the bed and sat back, completely spent from their activity. They sat like that together in silence, the only sound occupying the room was their collective panting. Steven wiped away the sweat and hair matted to his forehead, running his hand through his bangs in an attempt to reform them. He looked down at Floret, who was completely brain-fogged. His eyes were half-lidded, mouth ajar, slobber stringing from his chin. After a moment of catching his own breath, Floret came back to reality and looked at Steven, a worried expression forming on his face as they stared at each other.
“Is everything alright?” Floret asked nervously, now very aware and somewhat embarrassed of the position they’re in. Steven leaned forward, locking lips with Floret once more, this time much more sincere and gentle than before. Steven’s tongue felt around Floret’s mouth, tasting Floret’s somehow sweet tasting saliva mixed with a lingering taste of his own seed. The idea of tasting his own cum through Floret’s mouth gave Steven plenty of mixed emotions, but all were being shoved down in favor of the feeling of adoration he felt with Floret in this moment. They continued their kiss for what felt like hours; both boys enjoying the moment of intimacy with each other with neither in a rush to let go. Steven was the first to pull away, much to both of their dismay, and paused for a moment before he spoke.
“Dude, that was so fucking gay.” Steven laughed between breaths, earning a chuckle from the taller boy opposite him.
“You think so? I just thought this was two bros helping each other out?”
“I think we’re long past two bros at this point, but speaking of ‘helping out’,” Steven pointed down at Floret’s throbbing erection which was in clear need of attention, proven by the moistness across his shaft and the precum threading from his dark pink tip. “Did you want me to uh… ya know…help you out?” He coughed into his hand. Floret’s face reddened at the offer, now feeling the pressure on him instead. He finally broke eye contact from the human and rubbed his arm.
“I-I mean, you don’t have to do anything you’re not comfortable with! You just finished so if you don’t want to I’m completely-” Steven rolled his eyes before Pink finished his sentence.
“Shut up. Get on the bed.” Steven commanded, his voice doing its absolute damndest to sound authoritative. Pink quieted and followed Steven’s order, quickly hopping back onto the bed and sat back on the pillows against the wall. Steven chuckled to himself at Floret’s obedience, taking a moment to note everything that’s happened today up to this point.
“Spread your legs.” Steven said sternly, still keeping up a commanding tone. Floret did as he was told and spread his legs out wide, allowing Steven to kneel between them. Steven paused for a moment unsure mentally what his next steps were, but his body acted anyway grabbing hold of Floret’s cock, able to feel his heartbeat pounding in his shaft. It drooled precum down his length, seemingly pleading for attention. Floret gasped at the foreign touch.
Steven began stroking Floret’s cock, surprisingly lubricated enough by the copious amounts of precum leaking from his tip. He looked up at Floret, head turned away slightly but still unable to break contact. The feeling of Steven taking full control over him set off a small alarm in his head that he’d surely have to readdress later, but was soon forgotten by the feeling of desire deep in his core. Steven’s pace was slow, but made sure to stroke all the way down, back up right to the tip of his head, and all the way back down again, making sure to cover his entire length, which—of course it was big. Luckily Floret was getting lost in the massaging so he couldn’t see him roll his eyes.
“You follow orders really well, don’t you?” Steven’s tone shifted in a way that made both of their stomachs turn upside down; Steven out of nervousness and Floret out of excitement. “I know I’ve called you a dog in the past, but honestly you follow orders like one,” He said in a low tone, now starting to pick up pace in his strokes.
“Like a good boy would. Are you a good boy?”
Floret could feel his heart beating in his ears. He nodded eagerly, eyes wide and face completely now a deep purple. He was practically panting like one now, and he hoped Steven didn’t think that, too. Steven leaned close enough that his and Floret’s lips were only a hair short of touching.
He moved his head slowly towards Floret’s ear, close enough that Floret could feel his breath tickle his ear, sending shivers down his spine. “I wanna hear you say it.”
Floret didn’t mean for it to happen, he honestly couldn’t help it. But Steven also couldn’t help it when he broke into a giggling fit, souring the pink boy’s face.
“You’re gonna light up the whole fucking neighborhood if you keep glowing like that, Flower Boy! Did you like it that much?”
“Seriously, Steven?! What do you think?” Floret cried, hiding his face in his hands. Steven wiped a tear from his eye, only feeling slightly guilty at laughing at his partner’s embarrassment.
“I’m sorry, Flower Boy, I didn’t mean to embarrass you,” He cupped Floret’s chin, pulling the boy towards him to meet him eye-to-eye. Still flush up to his ears, Floret dropped his hands and stared into Steven’s deep brown eyes. “But you didn’t answer my question.” He whispered so quietly that Floret wasn’t even sure if he actually spoke. “Are you a good boy for me, Floret?”
Floret’s glow renewed, now seemingly shining even brighter. Steven didn’t laugh this time, moving his head back to look into Floret’s magnificent magenta eyes. Floret was flush throughout his entire face, and felt hot all over.
“Y-yeah…” Floret mumbled softly.
“Say it.”
“I’m a good boy! Steven- please…”
“That’s right, my flower. You are such a good boy.” Steven cooed into Floret’s ear. Steven resumed his stroking, forcing any thoughts of humiliation away and was replaced once more by desire. Floret bit his lip hard, on the verge of drawing blood. The moans the pink puddle was emitting were nicer than any song Steven could ever write for him and the human knew it, but that was okay with him. It gave him the confidence he needed to continue the sweet nothings he whispered to his partner. “And good boys deserve to be rewarded. Isn’t that right, my flower?”
“Nnff… yes…” Floret barely managed to get out, but that wasn’t good enough for Steven.
“Speak up, my flower. I can’t reward you properly if I can’t hear you.” Steven said in a manner where his authority didn’t match the tone, but Floret could still feel it; soft, but firm. His stroking continued slowly picking up speed, Floret’s moans rising in volume as he neared his climax.
“Yes Steven!! I-nff I deserve a reward! I’ve been so guh- good for you!!” Floret cried louder. If he could still think straight, he’d be thinking how lucky he was that no one was home. The thought barely grazed his mind but was quickly overrun with the pleasure he was receiving from the smaller human.
“I’m glad you think so. But not yet. You can’t finish until I say so, alright?”
“Hah… Steven I-I can’t-”
“There’s no ‘can’t’, Flower Boy. You can do it, we’re almost there.” Steven mewled, the strokes now pumping Floret’s painfully hard cock, oozing precum.
“S-Steven- I,”
“You’ve been so supportive, my flower. You take such good care of me, even today you were with me all day, doing whatever to make me feel better. It… feels really nice to have someone like you in my life.” Steven ended nervously, more vulnerable than he would have liked for the situation he’s currently in. Floret was processing the words at a slower rate, but when it eventually clicked and opened his eyes, meeting Steven’s, it was already too late.
“You’ve been a very good boy, my flower.” Steven was back to his low tone, making sparks fly not just in Floret’s head, but it also seemed to spark his glow, the light flickering violently.
“S-Ste…hnn- Ste-he-ven, I can’t-!”
Steven paused for a moment before he spoke.
“You can cum for me, Flower Boy.”
All it took was one calculated, final snap of his wrist.
Floret’s brain short-circuited, along with his glow. His body jerked when he came, shooting rope after rope of light pink across Steven’s hand and up his forearm. His orgasm sent waves of pleasure throughout his entire body with every shot, causing him to shake and flicker. Steven nursed Floret through his orgasm, placing kisses along his jawline, moving down his jaw, stopping just short of his mouth when Floret finally seemed to be easing up on his orgasm after nearly fifteen seconds. Floret sat back, panting heavily as he tried to catch his breath, the human following suit in a similar fashion. They sat in silence once more, reliving an earlier scene, only with their positions swapped. Neither spoke, both unsure of what to do next.
“Do… Do you really mean it?” Floret asked between breaths. Steven tilted his head slightly, still wearing an adoring look. “Do you mean what you said… that it feels nice to have me in your life?” Steven was taken back at the question, as if he was surprised Floret heard him while in that position. A blush grew on his face.
“Obviously… Do you really have to ask that?” Steven answered shortly, clear he wasn’t angry rather than feeling embarrassed. Floret lowered his head, still staring at Steven. “Of course I do, Flower Boy, You’re my best friend or whatever. You’ve only ever been nice to me and have been supportive in everything: the breakup, school stuff, Daniel,-” Steven mumbled the last one, not really trying to mention that loser during their moment of personal intimacy. “And I don’t feel like I deserve someone like you in my life, and I’ll never be able to pay you back for all you do for me-”
“Steven, I-”
“I’m not done.” Steven interrupted, putting a finger to Floret’s lips, earning another small blush.
“Thank you for being in my life, Flower Boy.” Floret didn’t speak immediately this time, rather taking in the very heartfelt, yet vulnerable confession. He moved his hand to hold Steven’s face, the human leaning into his touch.
“Steven… I will always be in your life. You’ve helped me in ways you don’t even realize, literally, if it hasn’t hit you that we just… did that together.” Floret joked lightly, earning another eyeroll, this time in good faith. “You mean so much to me, and I care about you so much. Being with you is the closest I’ve ever felt to being human, and I never want to feel what it was like before this ever again.”
Floret’s confession left Steven in shock. To hear how much he meant to someone so intimately was a new feeling that he’d never felt before up until this moment. He felt his brain malfunctioning, unsure of what to say at the large amounts of raw emotion laid out from both of them. Luckily for him, Floret picked up on Steven’s panic and kissed him once more. They enjoyed each other’s embrace for a moment, before Steven pulled back swiftly.
“Alright, enough feelings. We’re gay enough with all this cum everywhere, we don’t need anymore feelings to make it gayer.” Steven announced, face still red. “Speaking of, Jesus fuck, Floret! Do you ever even use this thing?! That was a lot, dude.” Steven’s bluntness earned a blush from Floret now, getting his payback on the pink gem.
“S-Sometimes! I don’t do it that often, I guess? I live in a house with three other people and one of them is a wasp mom, not like I get much privacy at home.” Floret admitted, only realizing now how pent up he’d been. Floret didn’t pleasure himself often, in part with what he said, but also he’d just been busy. If he wasn’t at school or doing gem stuff, he was spending time with Steven, which would be a good way to alleviate the thoughts if it wasn’t for the boy being the cause for a lot of new ones, but Floret still wasn’t able to indulge in them either way. This was maybe the first time in a month he got off; it being with the one person he has feelings for, on top of the fact that Steven pushed all the right buttons made it that much more impactful.
“I guess so, it’s all over my arm, dude!” Steven raised his arm, cum visibly covering a portion of the arm and hand. Floret jumped out of bed to fetch Steven a towel. He peaked his head out from his room and shouted out to the house.
“Anyone home?” he called out, just in case someone came home while they were busy and they missed it.
“Heh, you better hope not with how loud you were, my flower.”
“Shut up!” When he didn’t get a response outside of Steven’s, he sprinted out of his room, still naked and sweaty. If someone came home right now he would be so screwed beyond human AND gem comprehension, so he wasted no time wetting a washcloth with warm water and running back to his room, kicking the door closed behind him. He gave the cloth to Steven, reclaiming his clothes in the meantime. As he was putting his shirt on, he glanced at the clock on his bedside shelf and noticed the time.
“3 AM?! Thank the stars we don’t have school tomorrow!”
“Yeah, I’m definitely not getting up any earlier than noon.” Steven responded, earning another eyeroll from the gem. He handed the cloth back to Floret as he searched for his pants next. The two got redressed, and finally got settled back into bed. Instead of being on opposite sides of the bed, though, now Floret was spooning Steven. They laid in each other’s embrace, and despite the fact that they were both exhausted, neither could sleep.
“So… would you want to… um…” Floret stuttered nervously as he broke the silence. Steven shifted slightly in an attempt to look back at Floret.
“Flower Boy! Are you trying to ask me out?” Steven teased, causing the big spoon to hide his face in Steven’s shoulder.
Floret mumbled, face still in the humans shoulder. “If you don’t like me like that, I understan-”
“Yes, Flower Boy, I do.” Steven stated matter-of-factly, shutting up the pink mess. “But we can’t tell anyone yet.” That was enough to snap Floret out of his head.
“I understand! I get if you aren’t ready to come out to everyone yet, this was kinda spontaneous so I don’t think either of us really have had the chance to process this yet.”
“It’s not that, Care Bear. It’s…well… me and Connie’s breakup isn’t public yet…”
“What do you mean?”
“Well we definitely broke up, that’s 100% true, but we haven’t told anyone yet aside from me telling V. Connie’s all worried because she’s not ready to come out to her mom yet so I agreed to be her fake boyfriend for a bit longer until she’s ready. B-But we aren’t together anymore, that I swear.” Floret thought for a moment before speaking, the story making perfect sense. It’d also give him time to fully flesh out his feelings, just in case as to not rush into things, although he felt very sure about how he felt about Steven at this point.
“That makes sense, it can’t be easy.” Floret said, indirectly making a jab at their own situation. “Well, I guess if you’re gonna be her fake boyfriend for a bit, we don’t have to rush into things-”
“No, you’re still gonna be my boyfriend, but we just can’t tell anyone yet.” Steven assured firmly, silencing the pink gem. It took him a moment before he spoke again.
“Ok.”
“Good. So it’s official.”
“I guess so.”
“We’re gay.”
“Yeah.”
“Together.”
“Yep.”
They sat in silence once more, both unsure where to go from here. Just as Steven was about to speak, Floret kissed him on the cheek before nuzzling into his shoulder once more.
“Goodnight, Steven.”
“Goodnight, Flower Boy.”