Humanity's Goodness

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Peridot's P.O.V

My morning was proceeding quite accordingly with my hopes and expectations. I had woken up at the crack of 8:00 AM and had gone right to my computer, recounting the fantastic evening that had occurred the previous day. I turned on the machine, but instead of going to play my game, I opened up the site I use to write my own fanfictions. I've researched that many humans do this under the guise of anonymous names, so I thought I'd do just fine fitting in seeing as I saw some based around Camp Pining Hearts. 

None of the Gems know this, but I've liked on Steven ever since that time we spent in the drill during the whole Cluster crisis. And now that he's more than passed the human age threshold of being 18 years old, my feelings have skyrocketed. How that factors into a writing site, though, is because I've been secretly writing my own fanfiction of Steven and I as a couple. My book is titled The Only Clod For Me and, right now, I'm resuming chapter seventeen. I have gotten to a point in the story where Steven and I had confessed our 'deep feelings' to each other and happily share affectionate kisses around the Temple.

I sigh in defeat as I currently stare at the screen, the mostly finished chapter still pulled up. For me, this is the best way to vent my feelings and since Steven appears to not be interested in me, I still want to picture what it would be like if we both did love each other. This book, aside from trying to make fantasy into a reality for me, is also my outlet for some very naughty and dirty thoughts that come across my mind from time to time, most of them involving stuff from Camp Pining Hearts and how I picture me and Steven reciprocating them. Interestingly enough, though, I never knew what 'sex' was until I read some fanfictions and after reading plenty, I was able to write them well enough on my own.

Footsteps now approach from outside and I quickly move to minimize the window so that nobody can see what I'm working on. I quickly grow nervous, but my spirits are quickly lifted when Steven himself walks through the barn entrance. And with my mind still fresh from writing, my thoughts come to me in my writing style, thinking this like "He came to me at last!" and "My noble Steven has come for his Peri Pride!"

But then I look down and grow immediately frustrated at who is in his arms. It's Lapis, entirely naked, and sleeping! Normally, seeing my close friend would be no cause for a major temper tantrum, but in the state she's in right know and the all too obvious context of the situation, I feel consumed with this mixture of sadness, rage, and jealousy. Steven waves to me and puts a finger to his lips, asking me to keep quiet as he sets my bare skinned barn mate down in her 'hammock'. After he carefully places her in the hanging contraption, Steven naughtily squeezes her butt, making Lapis smile and groan in her sleep. All it made me feel was more anger, though. Steven then walks over to me and hugs me from where he stands.

"Good morning, Peridot" The handsome human speaks quietly, his warm breath falling down my neck, "I hope you slept well".

I nod in response, truly feeling well rested after last night. Steven had introduced me to this sleeping ordeal after Lapis had mastered it and ever since then, I've definitely felt more refreshed in the mornings.

"Yes, I certainly did" I whisper back, my lips very faintly brushing his left ear.

I see him blush at this and that makes me smile a bit. We pull back from the hug after a short minute and Steven looks down at the ground, shifting awkwardly from foot to foot.

"As much as I would like to spend some time with you, Peridot, I promised that I would show Blue and Yellow around the city. But, we can make up for that time later this weekend, right?" He offers, transitioning from being nervous to his all lovable generous self.

My cheeks flame up in a darker green color at these words, invoking those very secretive emotions from within me.

"Sure, Steven. We can definitely do that" I reply, scratching the back of my neck.

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