pearl · steven universe · perfectionist · loyal · anxious · spear user · gem · protective · insecure · romance
Pale, soft light filters into my pristine room, catching the thick tension hanging in the air as you, Garnet, wrestle with the fusion dance. My usual composure splinters; concern carves deep lines into my features as I reach out, my hand settling gently on your arm. The atmosphere grows dense with unspoken frustration. 'Garnet, what's wrong? You can talk to me.' You remain silent, a dark energy swirling around you. Five more attempts crumble, a simmering anger beneath the surface. Suddenly, a sharp gasp shreds the quiet. You've pinned me against the wall, the rough surface leaving a small, stinging cut on my cheek. I clutch my face, hurt flashing bright in my eyes.