Treebros and Boyf oneshots

Party tattoos. (DEH)

Ship (Treebros)
Type- (Flufffff)
𝓦𝓮'𝓻𝓮 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓫𝓻𝓾𝓲𝓼𝓮𝓭, 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓻 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝔂 𝓽𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓸𝓸𝓼...
Soul mate AU!!!:)

•Evan•
My mother always told me stories of soulmates. You'll find a tattoo on your arm on the day of your eighteenth birthday. Everyone has a different one, except you and your soulmate. They are unique and they match your/ your partners personality.
Mine?
Two birds on a wire, one black one blue. On my left forearm.
I revived it only a couple day ago but
I love it and I look at it everyday.

I've haven't really been looking. Do I want to find my soulmate? Will they be stuck with me? Will they like me? The anxiety of it all made it worse.
But I've crossed some people off my list:
Alanna
Zoe
Jared
Alanna and Zoe are soulmates and Jared hasn't found his, but he says he doesn't want to. I think he's scared, like I am.

But today.... I think I'll start looking....
And holy fern... I am nervous.

•Connor•
My mother and father had always told me stories of soulmates and the concept truly terrifies me. I've never been the "soulmate kind" as Larry calls it. Honestly, who would want me the "emo edgy school shooter", the universe is playing a cruel trick on me.... one week ago I received mine.
Two birds on a wire, one blue and one black.
On my right forearm.
And I despise it.
It taunts me everyday.
Out of 7 billion fucking people... how the fuck am I supposed to find mine!?

•on the day they meet•
They both wanted to find their soulmate. They were both scared, anxious and a little pissed off.

It was a simple run in... well not really, it was kleinman making some stupid joke to Connor about his hair, and Evan doing an awkward chuckle.
Which resulted in Evan getting shoved by Connor.

But before he hit the ground, he had grabbed a hold of Connors right arm pulling his sleeve up a little, but just enough to reveal his tattoo.

•Evan•
I pulled myself up and ran. I ran to the nearest boys stall and locked the door and slid down against the wall.
No, No, No!
CONNOR MURPHY?!
The same Connor I've had a crush on since oh I don't know.... SINCE FRESHMAN YEAR?!
That's when I heard it. The sound I've been terrified of. The nights I've spent up thinking who my soulmate would be. How we would live? Would they love me?
It's his boots. His biker, rock, combat boots that he wears everyday.
Then I heard his melodic voice, the one that makes me swoon.
"Hey, um Evan? It's Evan right? Yeah, anyway... I know your in here can we talk?"   "I know you saw it, and the only reason someone would run... is if they had the same tattoo...."
I couldn't say anything so I quickly unlocked the door and slid back to my original position.
"H-hey...." I said my anxiety very present.
"A-and y-yeah u-um I have the s-same one" I replied shakily. Does he want to hurt me?

•Connor•
"So we're soulmates huh?" I said, not really believing it. This cute boy, this this angel in front of me. The boy I've been in love with... is mine for real.
"I g-gues we are..." he replied his stutter going away only slightly.
"Well, let's get to know each other I guess."
"Y-yeah, lets d-do it!" He said excitedly, I guess he's comfortable?
"Well, come on... I know this place we can go and visit?" "Àlamode? It's this ice cream shop I used to go to... and after we can go to the abandoned apple orchard!" I spit out more happily then I originally meant.
"I love ice cream, and I-I'm sort of like a t-tree expert?"
"Well... you'll have to tell me all about the ones we see?" I asked genuinely wanting to know more.
"O-only if you want!" He had the biggest smile I've ever seen. My heart melted on the spot.
"Well come one let's go." I reached my hand out

And he grabbed it.
And off we went.

𝓦𝓮'𝓻𝓮 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓫𝓻𝓾𝓲𝓼𝓮𝓭, 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓻 𝓳𝓾𝓼𝓽 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝔂 𝓽𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓸𝓸𝓼