Summary: You can’t tell if it takes you a day a week or a month to fall in love with Steven. You just know that you do.
Warnings: There’s a Super Super Super brief description of bandaged wounds in the Friday section. there’s nothing graphic but just in case you should know that’s there.
Author’s Note: Hi I’m still obsessed with him your honor. It is once again, not beta read because somehow the idea of roping one of my friends into proofreading my unhinged softness is too embaressing for me ajlkfjdslfjdlksajflkdjas
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It starts on a Tuesday at noon.
You hate Tuesdays of course, you’ve always had an issue with them since you were little, the first one to throw them under the bus in defense of Mondays. This Tuesday was particularly bad though, as if the whole of the universe had ganged up on you to make you regret ever learning the name for the worst day of the week.
Reading the F Valentine special for this month got me !!! Thank you @seraphinitegames for another absolutely wonderful moment with my fav. LI!!! Waiting patiently for book 3, these moments and extra content have been an extra special treat
what i wouldn’t give to hear the conversation that got them to the beach. any apologies or i-love-yous or maybe it had just been silence right up to the end. i think about them daily
thank you for this request! i tried to not make it too petty/dramatic, but still tried to add it in there as best i could :) enjoy!
you and karl didn’t argue very often; most of the time you talked about your feelings rather than bottling them up until they explode. sometimes though, like most couples, arguments happened. just like today.
you didn’t mean for it to turn into an argument, you really didn’t. it just escalated so fast, your exchaustion making you irritable - which you were aware wasn’t an excuse, but it was the situation nonetheless. karl seemed pretty tired out too, having been streaming for the past few hours on the dream smp. overall, the timing and both your moods just wasn’t great, which is was lead to your current state.
instead of snapping too much, you decided to stop talking completely. an admittedly childish move, but you just didn’t have the energy to try and argue it out with karl. you were both in the wrong with the way you were acting, over something so trivial, so you decided to just shut up before you said something uncalled for that you most definitely didn’t mean. karl didn’t like the silent treatment from you, he hated that he was being purposely ignored when usually you two were very open with your feelings. being so close and communicative was one of the things he cherished so much, so to have it taken away wasn’t the best feeling in the world. you almost felt bad, but remembered the silly argument that was started just minutes before, so you decided to begin your night routine still in silence.
“hey have you saw my phone charger? i unplugged it earlier to plug my camera battery charger in,” karl asked from the bedroom, only to be met with silence. you were going to answer, but you weren’t willing to just pretend the argument didn’t happen - you wanted to talk it through, so it could be solved properly, but wanted to wait until you were both in the right head space. “really?” he called out after no response, just to confirm his suspicions when he had no response yet again. you heard a faint sigh come from him, causing you to speed up your night routine to get to bed as soon as possible.
you beat him to bed by about 10 minutes, still not having said a word, ready to just regain your energy and smooth everything over in the morning. but when you felt a body climb into bed next to you, you tensed up. now what? you usually cuddle with him every night you were there to fall asleep, so it felt unusual to be a small distance apart in the same bed. you didn’t like it at all. karl seemed to have these thoughts too, and luckily for you, he spoke up
“look, i know what’s going on here, but can we at least cuddle? we can talk it through in the morning, but honestly it was so petty, does it even need another discussion? i’m really sorry for being argumentative. we both shouldn’t have made it into something it didn’t need to be-” karl began to try and reason, but was cut off when he felt you dive into his arms. karl sighed (in relief this time), as he wasted no time in wrapping arms around your figure that was now curled into his chest.
“i’m sorry, too. you’re right, it was petty, and i made even more petty by ignoring you. i’m really sorry.” you said quietly, slightly muffled as your head was snuggled into his neck. “hey, it’s okay, i’m just glad it’s sorted. i love you.” you smiled at this, and karl could feel your lips curl up against his neck, causing him to smile too.
“i love you too. and now we’ve kept our streak of arguments never lasting more than a day” you giggled, thinking back at the very few arguments you’ve had before. you were so grateful for karl and the way you always worked through things, which is the last thing you thought of before falling into a deep sleep in his arms.
i hope this was okay! the more karl requests i get the more i simp for him it’s a cycle i simply cannot control
The funeral of Christian journalist Shireen Abu Akleh in the Cathedral for the Annunciation of the Virgin in Jerusalem, May 13th, 2022.
Abu Akleh was shot and killed by the Israeli Defense Forces on May 11th while reporting on an IDF raid in the West Bank. Before arriving at the church, the funeral procession for Abu Akleh was attacked by Israeli police. Pallbearers were beaten with batons, causing them to drop her casket. She was laid to rest at Mount Zion Cemetery.
