skin || tree bros soulmate au

two

{connor's pov}

an adorable person named evan, whom i have never met, was writing on my arm.

i don't even know what he looks like, and yet i can't help but call him adorable. the way he accidently rambled, his clumsiness, his tendency to doodle on himself...

this was a complete stranger. i barely knew him. for all I knew, he could actually be a she and i'm just mispronouncing her name. as a gay boy, the likelihood of that happening is very slim.

more writing appeared on my arm, the handwriting slightly scraggier than before.

oh my god, i'm crying. You're so nice, but that's a lie. i understand that you're trying to be nice but really, you don't have to lie. i'm rambling again; i'll stop now.

i'm not lying. you're perfect. please believe me.

thank you so, so much. you don't know how much that means to me. again, you're so nice.

a blush covered my cheeks. I was about to write back when zoe decided to walk back during that exact moment.

"connor, do you happen to have my black  skirt? i know you like black and feminine clothes, so you can't deny- why are you blushing?" she yelled.

"i'm not blushing, dumbass. i was, uh, seeing how long i could hold my breath," i lied.

she rolled her eyes. "yeah, okay. that's weird. do you have my skirt? i need it for my jazz band concert."

i fumbled around in the pile of junk under my bed. "here."

"ugh, first you steal my clothes, then you put them in a pile of trash. disgusting."

"i'm trash. now get put of my room, mom, i hate you, it's not a phase."

"okay, and one last thing," she pointed at my arm. shit. "that's more doodles than usual."

i had to think fast. "i guess it is a phase. now get out of my room before i infect you with my emo." that finally got her to slam the door.

i looked down to see more scraggly, worried handwriting on my arm. connor connor connor are you okay i am concerned what happened where are y-

i cut him off before he could continue. i'm fine, my sister just walked in. she needed something.

okay, thank god. you had me scared to death. everything scares me but i'm sort of protective of you even though i don't even know you, i'm weird, i know.

i smiled. it's a shame we aren't exactly near each other right now. if we were, i'd kiss you.

that was, in a way, sort of my first kiss.