Both of You | Part 2 of the Steven Universe Series

Chapter 2

Oh God- oh my God.

"Hey, you're back." Nick chimed when George walked into his bedroom. "You don't look so good."

"Pass the blunt." George reached out his hand, Nick setting a joint into it.

"Did you get railed in there or something?"

George coughed, smoke unsatisfyingly exiting his mouth. "The fuck?"

"You look so.. messed up."

"God, no." Georges voice was high from the aching in his throat from the messed up smoke.

"What?" Dream came into the room and as he walked past George, he grabbed his ass, the brunette whipping around.

"Why'd you-"

"You've got cake." Dream sat on the bed next to Nick.

"Don't do that again." George could feel his face growing red.

Unless we're alone.

"Hm, but it's okay to gawk at my dick?"

"I'm leaving." Once again, George handed Dream the joint and left the room. He walked out the front door and melted into the drivers seat. "Oh, God." He rested his hands on the top of his steering wheel, his forehead on top.

"He's so different when we're alone." George started the car and grabbed his phone as the A.C blasted on his face. "Hey, can I stay at your place tonight?"

"Sure, yeah. Is everything alright?"

"God, I'm so pissed off right now and I know my parents are just gonna make my mood worse."

"Are you coming right now?" Rose knew George had abusive parents, she also knew he had an eating disorder and struggled with self harm. "And are you going to be hungry? We have eggs."

"I'll see when I get there. I'm heading over right now if that's okay?"

"Sure."

George kept blinking so his eyes wouldn't go blurry while driving. "I knew I shouldn't have smoked."

When he got to Roses room once again, he immediately flopped on her bed.

"You gonna tell me what's going on?" Rose sat next to George.

"Fuck." George took a deep breath. "Are you sure you're ready for what I'm about to say?"

"I'm sure."

"The night before last night, I had a dream about someone- a very vivid dream- and I fell in love with them, or caught feelings. Whatever. I've got a nasty crush." George rubbed his face and stared at the vine covered ceiling. "And, Rose, I swear to God if you make fun of me or tell a soul, you will never hear from me again."

"Okay."

"It was Dream. It was a dream about Dream." George groaned into his hand. "I'm literally in love with a boy what do I fucking do?"

"Do you want someone to distract you?"

George turned and looked at her. "How do you mean?"

"Like maybe not a relationship, just someone to waste time with. If you catch feelings you can date them."

"I don't know, I can't imagine myself with anyone other than him."

"So are you like gay?"

"I think I'm bi, but I don't know. I also think I'm asexual but I'm constantly horny. It's so complicated."