Making a move
Summary: Steven has known for a while that his feelings for Connie go way pass the lines of friendship, but knowing and showing are two very different things.
(Their teenagers)
Chapter seven: Names of endearments
(Steven's pov)
The pet names started sometime after strawberry and biscuit had started and continue as we got older. There was some that stuck and others that didn't.
Amethyst takes all the credit in my ability of coming up with pet names for Connie, since she's the one who gives nicknames to everyone. I could see her point, I've never had problem with being called her variety of word play on my name.
I think it was strange for the gems to hear me call Connie anything besides her name or Strawberry. Like when I called her dear and they heard it and later ask why I called her a earth mammal. Everyone else just assume we were in a relationship (which we tell them were not, unfortunately) but, it is why I love hearing and calling her those names. Cause for a moment I feel like we are and hopefully she feels it to.
I watched as Connie shallow, even, breathing filled in the quite of my room. She was still laying beside me as I played with her hair.
My favorite was name was "My Connie" cause calling Connie mine was like a dream come true for me.
Of course there was names that never called her. Baby was one. I've never really like the nickname after the time we went out to eat and some random guys called her that off the street. It forever ruin the name for me. I prefer names like Beautiful, Honey, Sweetness, Dearest, Dear, Strawberry, Mine.
Connie had her own nicknames for me. Which were pretty much the same. No matter what the situation was hearing her call me them always brought a smile to my face.
She still hadn't woke up, which surprised me greatly, but I wasn't complaining since it meant more time to spend with her.
Her back was pressed as close as possible to my chest as we laid on our sides. One of my legs overlapping hers. My arm wrapped around holding her close with our fingers intertwine. The smell of her hair was causing my head to spin off its axis.
No one should be this intoxicating to be around. She was like my own personal drug that I had formed addiction long ago and I couldn't quit. I didn't want to either. Death by Connie was the way to go.
I heard her mumble in her sleep and worry shot threw me. Was she having a nightmare?
She snuggle closer to me, much to my delight, and I tighten my hold. That's when I heard her.
I sigh escape her lips. "Steven." I froze thinking I had woken her up. She didn't say anything else just my name and her breathing was still soft and slow.
My smile widen and I bury my face in her shoulder. Her hair tickling my face.
I whispered making my voice go as low as possible. "Stars Connie, don't you know what your doing to me?"
Hopefully she did.
Author's note
Bittersweet huh?
Let me know what you guys think of this chapter, please? I live off of feed back and fluff these day. I hope you guys like it.
So fun fact this chapter was suppose to be a multi chapter story. Yeah before nightmare hospital came out I had the whole idea of Connie calling Steven, "My Steven." And him being conflicted cause of his mom and Pearl but that didn't exactly fly when the episode air so I put it to good use.
If you guys like starco check out my new fic "bad enough for you" it's a AU though. (Shameless promotion)
Take care, you guys are sweethearts.
