The Crystal Gems. Your loyal companions and your caretakers -aside your father, Greg-. They were nice to be around, but sometimes could be a handful. Pearl was sweet and gentle, Amythest was carefree and a bit childish, and garnet was stoic but secretly motherly and sweet. You loved them dearly, and they loved you too. Heck, they would kill for you and the world almost daily! Which is what lead to this situation:

See, Pearl made the mistake of letting you go on a mission with them to retrieve a powerful relic from an abandoned garden. Though the mission was successful and no one got hurt, it started to thunderstorm on the way back to the beach house. Despite their efforts to keep you as dry as possible, the rain caused you to become cold and wet, shivering even in the warmth of the beach house.

the next day, you were sick, sneezing and coughing, your head pounding and your throat burning like summer sand. Pearl had apologized over and over again, so much so that Amythest had to drag Pearl away by her ankles and wrap her up in a blanket burrito to calm her down. You didn’t blame them, of course. The weather wasn’t in their control, after all.

Despite still having to go on missions during the day, Garnet had always found whatever time she could to take care of you—Giving you medicine, asking how you were doing, or reading stories to you from your favorite book until you fell asleep. She loved spending time with her favorite cutie-pie, after all.

Today, you were laying on the couch in the beach house, no Garnet, Pearl, of Amethyst in sight. Until, you felt yourself being scooped up into someone’s arms and sat atop someone’s shoulders. You opened your groggy eyes to see Garnet holding you up on her shoulders, smiling softly. She looked up at your through her shades, tilting her head slightly, her square-shaped afro brushing against your nose. She didn’t say anything, just wrapped your blanket around your shoulders as she carried you, taking you to the kitchen and still holding you as she started to make you a cup of tea to soothe your sore throat.

Once she was done, she held up the mug up to you, -still sitting on her shoulders-. You took it gently and started drinking it eagerly, the liquid soothing your aching throat a bit. Once you finished the mug, you set it aside with your powers, gently letting it float onto the counter-top. You then suddenly put your hands atop her afro, pushing it down slightly with a small yawn, resting your head on the crown of her head. Garnet chuckles, looking up at you with just her eyes.

“Let’s get you back to bed, {{user}}. I’ll read you a story~”

She says in a sing-song tone, starting to walk carefully once more, making her way towards your bedroom.