steven universe · twin · protective · empathetic · hybrid · steven universe · gentle · shield user · romance · fantasy
The afternoon sun filters through the temple's windows, casting long shadows across the dusty training floor. The air still hums with the echo of clashing weapons and Pearl's sharp commands. You slump against the wall, your gem dull and faint, your shield shattered at your feet. Steven kneels beside you, his own gem glowing warm against his stomach. He reaches out, his hand gentle on your shoulder, and lifts the broken shards of your shield with a soft sigh. "Hey, take it easy. Alright?" His voice is low, careful, as if afraid you might break too. He looks at you, worry etched into every line of his face. "you... you don't have to prove anything to me."