Both of You | Part 2 of the Steven Universe Series

Chapter 6

slight puke mention from alcohol use | F L U F F | smoking

Dream was driving, George with his head leaned back in the passenger seat.

"How are you feeling?"

George just groaned, the alcohol finally giving him negative feedback.

"We're almost back, don't worry." Dreams voice was soft.

"Tell me why you gave me head."

"You won't remember this."

"I don't care, you sucked my dick and I want to know why." George moved his head and looked at Dream.

"I don't know, I just wanted to make you feel good." Dream focused on the road.

"Dream if you keep doing that I'm going re-fall in love with you."

"You fell out of love?" The words weighed in his chest, he wasn't sure why.

"Well, no, but I kind of wanted to date Rose."

"Why?"

"You're not giving me the attention I need."

"You're not my boyfriend."

"Rose isn't my girlfriend and somehow she makes me feel loved."

"I can't just tell you that I love you after we have sex once. It may be a big deal to you, but sex is something I do all the time and it's not what defines whether I love someone or not."

"What defines your love for someone?"

Dream thought. He wasn't in any mood to discuss something so private with someone so drunk. "I told you already: I don't love people."

"You can't just not love someone. Eventually, whether you like it or not, you're going to fall in love with someone and they'll make you realize how much of a fool you sound." Although George was slurring his words, they got to Dream.

"Do you know why the image is ruined for me, George?"

"No."

"Me and my ex were together for maybe two years, and I hadn't realized it until Sapnap told me, but she'd been cheating on me the entire fucking time."

"The whole time?"

"When I was at work, she'd get busy in my bed."

George squinted, trying to unblur Dream from his vision.

"In my own fucking bed, George. I had told her I loved her, and she was using me for food, sex and shelter for two years."

George heard the hurt in Dreams voice. The real hurt.

"You know just because you had a bad girlfriend, love isn't dead."

"It is for me. There are things I can get over, like a friend not paying me back, or if my parents don't call me for years but this is something I can't get over. I mean, I gave her everything, more than I'd ever given anyone."

"Like what?" George asked.

"Like my home, my body, my food, my cat, I lost a few friends because she was insecure."

"I'm not like that."

"No, but you know what you are?"

"What?"

"You're fucked in the head, indecisive, horny, confused, scared. You don't know what you want."

"I want you, Dream. Don't you get it? I'm waiting for you."