you and steven are in a relationship and he took you to your prom. with your mother dying from cancer and her progressively getting worse you could barely focus on even having fun. even while you and steven were doing a slow dance your head was in a whole other space. you didn’t want to be here. you wanted to be at home with your mom, but she wanted you to really go instead of worrying so you went.

“hey, you okay?” steven asked you quietly as he looked at you worriedly.