Steven was still carrying Spinel bridal style, they were both going up to his apartment using the elevator. In the light, Steven could see that Spinel had ripped her skirt and used the ripped off piece to make a makeshift bandage, "sorry to ask but what was your plan to treat your injury if I hadn't come along?"" He asked gently, glancing down at the female. Spinel sighed, mostly out of annoyance for being questioned, "well, I was going to call for one of my fellow members to come pick me up, and now that I think about it, my phone is already dead..." Her voice trailed off which was followed by a huff. "Well we're almost there, now please just deal with my annoyance which I'm sure you're already dealing with...." Steven replied as soon as the elevator stopped. Soon he stepped out from the elevator, his flip flops echoed in the empty hallway as he soon approached the third door on the left, took out his key, and unlocked the door before stepping inside. "Well, home sweet home" he simply stated after flicking the light switch to turn it on, and he then closed the front door. Steven then carried her to one of the dining room chairs and set her down as gently as he could, "sorry it's a little messy, I haven't had the time to clean before having company over~" Steven grinned, attempting to lighten the mood with a cheesy joke. Spinel only stared back at the male before giving a stifled chuckle at his lame attempt to joke around, "listen I understand what you're trying to do, but right now I need you to help me before I bleed out in your dining room" she stated bluntly. Steven gulped and nodded before rushing to the bathroom, leaving the grocery bag on the counter in the process. Spinel waited patiently, looking at the makeshift bandage she had to use earlier, and was disappointed because this WAS one of her favorite skirts. Steven came back with a first aid kit, a t-shirt, and a pair of Stevens old sweatpants that seemed a bit small for him. "The shirt is for you to bite down on, and the pants are for after because I don't think we'd both be comfortable with you without something on..." Steven explained a bit, kneeling in front of Spinel before his hand started to slowly reach up to her stained stocking. Spinel tensed up as she watched Steven slowly pull down her stocking, knowing that he'd need room to work with, she blushed and glanced away as Steven raised her ruined skirt up. Steven was to focused at the moment to notice Spinels facial reactions as he untied the makeshift bandage, he heard her hiss out of pain as he removed the cloth. Stevens eyes widened as he saw the wound, it was small but wide from the blade being twisted and deep, however the bleeding definitely had slowed down a lot from earlier. "Here, put this in your mouth" Steven stated, handing the shirt to Spinel, in which she clenched between her teeth shortly after receiving the piece of clothing. Steven then used a wet rag to clean off the excess blood off her skin so he could see the wound more clearly. Next, he brought out a bottle of hydrogen peroxide and poured it onto a different rag, "this is going to be cruddy" he simply stated, looking up at Spinel for a brief second before gently placing on Spinels injury. Spinels body jolted as she screamed and cursed in pain into the shirt, tears streamed down her face which was stained with her makeup. Steven profusely apologized while still holding the rag to her wound, in which the burning pain soon subsided. After Steven was done with the hydrogen peroxide, his eyes lingered on her leg, and he noticed a couple other sized scars on her thigh, he mentally questioned if those were old knife injuries. Steven shook his head before he brought out a thread and needle, he then tied the thread to the needle and looked up at the questioning female. "Don't worry, my friend Connie's mom is a doctor and she taught Connie, who then taught me, how to stitch up a small wound just in case I couldn't get medical attention" Steven explained. The brown eyed male then gently placed his hand on her thigh, his fingers felt like ice against Spinels hot skin, and Spinel hissed into the shirt as Steven had to force the wound to be smaller so he could properly stitch it closed. Spinel winced and whimpered as she could feel sharp, jabbing pains as Steven began to stitch her wound closed. This only took a few minutes until he was done, "ok here is the easiest part, can you lift your skirt up a bit please?" The male asked gently. Spinel blushed a little from his innocent comment, but complied with his request and lifted her skirt up a bit more. After she was done, Steven nonchalantly lifted her leg up a bit and placed it on his shoulder, the back of her knee resting on his shoulder as he scooted a little closer so he could start wrapping up to the stitched up wound with a bandage. Spinel couldn't help but look at the male, blushing at the position they were in, and couldn't help herself but let her mind wander a bit into a, let's just say, adult area.

"Ok there we go, you should be good until you can have it properly looked at" Steven smiled as he looked up at blushing female. Spinel sighed as Steven removed her leg off of his shoulder, "thanks, for helping me...." she grumbled a thank you. "You're welcome, do you need help up?" Steven asked as he stood up, still looking at Spinel. "Just hold me so I can change real quick..." Spinel replied, grabbing the males arm to help keep her balance when she stood up. Steven nodded in response and propped her arm onto his shoulder so he could act like a crutch, which was on the same side as her injured leg. Spinel started to unbutton her skirt using one hand, letting it drop to the ground and doing a little hop so she could kick her ruin clothing away. Steven had his head turned to the side so he wouldn't look, but he could still feel her shifting when she grabbed the sweatpants. Spinel gently placed her injured leg through the one of the sleeves of the sweatpants, then she attempted to do so with the other leg, but then quickly lost her balance in which she accidentally toppled into the male that was holding her. Steven was a bit unprepared for Spinel to fall into him, and so he accidentally fell backwards with the female. He grunted as he landed on his butt, he then realized that Spinel was on him when he opened his eyes, his brown orbs meeting with Spinels pink orbs. "Are you alright?" Steven asked with concern, not even realizing the position they were in. Spinel only stared at the male that was below her, the sweatpants barely hanging onto her waist, not even noticing the pain this time. "Spinel?" Steven called her name softly as he sat up a little, which made the female sit up a bit. "something wrong?" He asked, bringing up his hand to her face and cupping her cheek as his thumb wiped away the dried up mascara tears that stained her face. Spinels whole body tensed up from the gentle touch that Stevens hand produced, and Spinel being herself, clearly wasn't used to it as she swiftly gripped Stevens wrist with a rough squeeze, her face produced a nasty sneer as she looked at the male. "Don't touch me like that..." She growled lowly, tossing Stevens hand to the side. Spinel hated being vulnerable, being vulnerable meant being weak in her eyes, and right now she had to remain strong and cold, but that was hard to do when she was in a position like this. "C'mon, the floor is uncomfortable" Steven joked awkwardly, sitting up more so he wasn't in an uncomfortable position, "are you hungry? Do you want some spaghetti?" He asked gently while also moving the female off his lap. "Yea...." Spinel grumbled, honestly she was starving but she didn't want to admit it. Steven smiled as he got up and helped the female to the couch, gently helping Spinel sit down before heading to the kitchen. Spinel was immediately bored, her ink colored eyes glancing around Stevens living room, it was a little messy but sickeningly sweet in her opinion. She didn't realize how much time passed until Steven was in front of her, holding a bowl of warm spaghetti and a cup of milk. "Here you go, I hope you enjoy it~" Steven smiled sweetly, his almost healed scar bent against his grin, and for some reason this made Spinel feel a little bit of guilt in the bottom of her stomach when she hesitantly accepted the food and drink. After Steven grabbed his own bowl and cup, he joined Spinel on the couch, kinda sitting next to her as he began to eat happily. The bored female switched between eating her meal and observing the oblivious male that was to engrossed in this food to notice that Spinels eyes were on him. She took this opportunity to scan the male, his soft and firm complexion, his strong and comforting arms, the little dribble of her blood on his pink jacket and his jeans, this made her question why he would help her after basically stalking him. Steven soon noticed her staring after finishing his food, "something wrong?" He asked her, which snapped the female out of her thoughts. Spinel sighed before setting her bowl down on the coffee table, "I don't get it, why are you being so helpful and kind to me?..." She asked irritated, crossing her arms in front of her chest. Steven seemed a bit shocked from her question, "well you were injured and I wanted to help..." He answered softly, hoping that would satisfy the female's question. However it didn't work as her face grew meaner, then she suddenly lunged forward a bit and grabbed his shirt collar, "don't get cute with me, now tell me exactly why!" She hissed. Steven gulped and trembled, even with Spinel injured, she's still fast and just as deadly. "Ok ok, I couldn't just leave you there. You helped me when you didn't have to and I wanted to return the favor because....." Steven paused his sentence, hesitant in finishing his answer "because even though you seem mean, I can tell you're a good person...." He mumbled that last part. Spinels body froze, but then she smirked before giggling, "nice? You think I'm nice? How funny, I'm anything but nice~" she laughed, which made Steven confused. "I'm naughty naughty naughty, the baddest of girls that you could ever meet Steven Universe, and I rain hell on anyone who pisses me off. But you, you are a different story, you're the cinnamon roll. The nice guy, the angel that helps everyone, but there's a saying "nice guys finish last". Well, I do hope that statement is true~" Spinel smirked, that same smirk that Steven recognizes instantly when the crazed female wants to play. For the two seconds it took for the cogs in Stevens head to turn, Spinel had quickly threw the male backwards, his back connecting with the cushion of the couch. Then the next thing he knew, Spinel was on top of him, straddling his waist while her hands were clutching his shoulders as a way to pin him. Steven gulped as he stared up at the dangerous female, her pink colored eyes crazy with power and desire, the desire to make him submit.