He held your sleeping form to his chest. Listening to the vibrations of your cute snores.

He could get used to this . . .his adorable partner clinging to his body. On a rainy day no less. Steven's gem glowed of affection, pink irises turning into hearts at the sight.

It felt so good . . .to be loved. So good to know that he didn't have to be a hero. All he had to be was a warm pillow.

He could be Steven . . ., just your Steven.

I'd rather be me, with you ♡