Steven Universe Together Breakfast Novels & Stories

The beep of the alarm brings me slowly back to life after a deep sleep. Beside me, Loretta is still sleeping like a rock. It's eight in the morning, I'm rested, but I don't feel like getting out of bed, mainly because we know that classes are still suspended until further notice. My first thing in the morning, as it couldn't be any different, is to check my cell phone. Multiple messages. “As far as craziness goes, you surpassed all my expectations yesterday. I just don't like that you left me there alone, and I'm dying for the encore” - Stephen - posted 2 hours ago.

Davon sits beside me and interlinks his fingers through mine under the table and I feel immediately secure and safe. “Well, welcome to the madhouse, Lisbeth.” Stephen claps his hands just as breakfast is laid upon the table. Eggs, jars of drinks and a big bowl of fruit. Everyone helped themselves. I take some eggs, a handful of grapes and an apple. Davon pours the juice into my glass and I’m surprised to find out it’s orange juice. Everyone eats together like a big family and I kinda like it. Sure, the faces are unfamiliar, but in time they wouldn’t be. All in all, it's honestly no different to back home. (besides the wealth of course) We eat together, the others talk amung eachother with fr

Her mind was still floating in that soft, just-woke-up haze where everything moves a little slower. Scarlett lay there, tracing the faint patterns on the ceiling and letting herself drift. After a while, she finally glanced at the companion bed beside her. Empty. Steven wasn’t there. A playful thought crossed her mind. He’d probably gone out early to grab breakfast. There was a place nearby that made these ridiculously good sausage-and-egg hand pies. She’d tried one once and gotten obsessed. Of course, the doctor had banned anything greasy or fried for now, saying her body wasn’t ready yet. Steven had held the line for days, refusing to buy them no matter how much she pouted.

I smiled happy to see the box of sweet martabak available on the table, immediately I landed the buttocks disofa then poked a piece of sweet martabak with a variant of milk cheese flavor. "Tell Me what Steven is," he said, making me aware of Steven's presence in the singles chair. "Since when are you, Stev? why don't I see you!" I said. "Just arrived. Want to see Jeno, but he said Jeno again went with Hanin." replied Steven. Steven is very close with Jeno from childhood, their familiarity even exceeds the familiarity of Jeno and Javier who are notabene his own siblings. "Didn't you tell Jeno if you wanted to come?" I replied, busy chewing.

There wasn't any snowstorm but I could see everything being covered under the snow and there were people who's trying to remove it using shovels. “Mrs Alarcon.” When I turned around, I saw Steve standing near the door holding a tray holding a glass. “What did you get over there?” “A herbal drink to prevent sickness.” I walked over to him and took the glass saying, “Thank you.” And drank whatever in that glass. It tasted sour but it was also refreshing at the same time. I asked, “Steve, where's Brian?” “He's downstairs with his father, mam.” “Okay.” Looks like I'm the one who's late for breakfast.

I looked away and got more and more nervous. "Take a seat." I immediately pulled the chair before he could pull it for me. I don't want to have an issue and I'm here just for one purpose. "Leave us alone, everyone!" Steven looked at the staff who immediately left except for one who looked like he was going to serve us. "Steven—" "Let's have our breakfast first," he cut me off. "I have not eaten yet." He raised his hand and I was surprised when a waiter suddenly appeared.

I must be some kind of masochist, wanting rejections from all four of the brothers, one after the next. When Mia’s eyes begin to droop, I look back to Steven. He’s holding his credit card up to the vending machine. He already has two waters and three candy bars in his arms. On his way back to us, he’s also holding a bag of pretzels and a bag of chips. “We should have had dinner before we came here,” he says as he sits beside me on the bench. He passes me a water, two of the candy bars, and a bag of chips. He opens the bag of pretzels and eats it half of it at once.

If it was, it had worked spectacularly, because the two had an awkward little hug, something that they never did, and then Luke was gone again. It took Steven a minute to think it through, to wrap his head around it just being said and done. If Steven didn't know any better, he’d think that the universe was fucking with him. Either way, it didn't feel like it could go too much longer. Whatever was going to happen, Steven just wanted that ill feeling to leave him. He wasn't used to it, and he didn't like it at all.

She sat down at a secluded booth near the back, and Antonia quietly followed, sliding into the seat across from her. Within minutes, a waiter arrived, and Portia began rattling off a massive breakfast order without even looking at the menu. She called for fluffy buttermilk pancakes, scrambled eggs, crispy bacon, artisanal sausages, fresh fruit platters, and a basket of warm, freshly baked pastries, along with hot chocolate and freshly brewed coffee. When the food arrived, the table was completely buried under a mountain of gourmet dishes. It was easily enough to feed an entire family. Antonia just sat there, staring at the grand feast in absolute confusion. "Portia, what is all this? There's

We were just finishing breakfast in the hospital’s cafeteria—stale bread, watery tea, and microwaved eggs—when the doors flung open and Steven burst in like some sort of romantic hero from a low-budget soap opera. His eyes scanned the room with urgency until they locked on us at the far end. Then he made a beeline for our table, boots clicking too loudly against the tile floor. I rolled my eyes before I could stop myself. Here comes the knight in second-hand armor, I thought. I muttered something else under my breath—probably something cruel, not that I cared. Evelyn caught it and laughed, just as Steven reached us. He pulled a surprised Edwina to her feet and wrapped her in a hug like he ha