A Stevianjoo one-shot fic, starring Steven, Ian, and Jaywon.

      “OMG Steven, I’m judging you so silently right now,” Ian said with a look of bitter angst in his eyes. “I can’t believe you folded my bedsheet like that, it’s totes crooked, how dare you.”

     "Oh, chillax bro. He didn’t mean too. And Steven, you need to just be careful next time child.” Jaywon said this with a distict air of black sassiness.

      Ian was still angsty, but he turned from looking into Steven’s soul to look at his Korean lover. “You know Jaywon, just because you’re a beautiful Asian that skypes with me a lot doesn’t mean that you have authority over me. He tossed his hair in the breeze in a flippant, Beiberesque manner.

     “Now quit it, both of you. Can’t we all just get along and make out together like before?” asked Steven the Jewnicorn, now curling his hair around one finger like a teenage girl. Seeing his partners argue like this was unsettling, and all he really wanted was a group hug anyways. He looked up at both of them from his seat on the bed with innocent doe eyes.

    With this, Ian melted into a sappy puddle of cute. “How can I stay mad with that puppy dog look of yours…” He leaned in to touch his nose to Jaywon’s and then nudged him to the bed next to Steven. Flinging himself in the middle, he tackled the both of them in to a loving hug of adorableness. They stayed like this for a while, just enjoying the company of each other and basking in the intimacy.