Domestic Polycule AU

The Aunt

Connie sighed for the sixth time while she was texting, so Steven closed his laptop. "Baby, what's wrong?"

She glanced at him. "Nothing."

He stood and walked to crouch in front of her. "Remember what we said about that?"

She was about to protest but he raised an eyebrow and she dropped her phone. "My aunt really wants me to visit and I really don't want to."

He frowned and sat next to her on the bed. "Why not? I've never met your aunt, I'd love to come with if you want me to."

Connie poked out a lip, he was so cute with those big sympathetic brown eyes. He really cared. "I don't think that's a good idea."

Steven scoffed. "But why? I like people! I'm a people— Diamond... person!"

She giggled and kissed his cheek. "She's just difficult to the most extreme degree."

Steven laughed. "That's a very polite way to tell me you don't like her."

She sighed again and slumped against him. "No."

"Awesome, I'll pack our bags," He cheered, pulling her onto her lap. "We haven't had a vacation since our honeymoon. I want more honeymoons." His lips found contact with tense muscles and he kissed them again and again.

"It definitely won't be like a honeymoon," She warned. Gosh, she really loved feeling his muscles. That would be a much more efficient way to spend her time these next couple of days.

"I still wanna do it together. Jam buds?"

Connie pulled away to place her hand over his heart. "Human beings."

Steven choked up and kissed her so wonderfully her clothes fell on the floor, right off of her body.

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A nine hour drive wasn't too terrible, and Steven had been on the road much longer than this before. He didn't love driving necessarily but his Connie was acting sleepy and fussy, so he turned on the high air conditioning, wrapped her in his special blanket and kissed her to encourage her to sleep. It worked like a charm, but now they were almost there.

"Ni, honey wake up." It would always make him feel terribly guilty how easily Connie woke up. For every terror he felt from his nightmares, Connie snapped awake immediately and under the stress it made him feel terrible. Did she even sleep?

She stretched and tossed him a look. "Stop it. You're giving me that look again, and you don't need to. Waking up fast is actually really nice for our lifestyle."

He smiled a little and hit the blinker. "So tell me about this aunt. What's her name? Does she have a husband? What do I need to do to get her to like me...?" He tried to lean over and extend kisses to her goofily. "Gimme a kiss!"

Connie laughed and swatted at him. "Her name is Lalita, it's Hindu. No she doesn't have a husband and you're about to find out why, and be Indian."

Steven made a face. "Hypothetically I could do that but cultural appropriation gives me the yuck."

"Ick," She corrected with a chuckle. Her fingers pushed into his bun to play with the curls and he purred. "You asked me to come here and do this, just remember."

Lalita's home was quite pleasant to the naked eye. Vines with beautiful pink and purple and orange flowers were crawling up her porch pillars, and even more surrounded the little red brick house.

And there she sat on the porch sipping at a goblet as they pulled up. She stood, looking stern and immediately unimpressed when she saw Steven.

Steven stilled his nerves. "It'll be fun."