Evan's POV
I sit up and yawn. I'm still in yesterday's clothes, my blanket resting around my lap. Connor is still asleep next to me, under the edge of my blanket, and snoring softly like a purring kitten. I snuggle behind Connor, wrapping my arms around his stomach, I stretch my legs so my toes tickle his ankles. He flips around and I inhale sharply. He's still asleep. Our lips almost touching, I smile. His breath smells slightly of mint and slightly of smoke. I bring my body closer to his, our legs intertwining. I wrap my arms slightly tighter around him, and he smiles.
"Connor!" I giggle, kissing him gently, smiling into his soft lips, which just makes his own smile wider. I grin as he kisses me again and again, sitting up and pulling me into a hug on his lap.
"Evaaan," Jared calls. Why the heck is Jared in my house at 11:00 on a Saturday morning?
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Connor mumbles, glancing worriedly at the chair next to my bed. I notice a pair of black jeans and a hoodie crumples on the seat, making me realize that Connor is in only boxers and a t-shirt. His face goes beet red as I scramble off of jim and he pushes himself back against the headboard. I hear Jared whistling and walking up the stairs, and into the bathroom, Connor and I glance at each other, confused and blushing. Connor pulls a pillow over his legs just as Jared bursts into the room, gripping one of my mom's bathbombs in hid hands.
"Hey, bitch-" Jared notices Connor on my bed, and his eyes widen. "-es. What is Connor doing h- OHMYGODDIDYOUGUYSFUCK?!??!??!?!"
"NO!" Connor and I yell, him louder than I, and more defensive. We both blush and Connor's grip on his pillow tightens, which Jared notices. Jared raises his eyebrows suggestively, like he always does.
"Connor and I... Connor and I did not have sex," my face deepens in shade. I glance behind me at Connor, who's face is also a bright shade of red.
"Then who do those pants belong to?" Jared smirks, pointing at Connor's jeans.
"They're, uh, mine," I stand up and pick up the jeans, folding them and placing them on the foot of my bed.
"Suuure," Jared winks at Connor, unconvinced.
"Jared, why are you even here?" Connor's hands leave the pillow the fly dramatically above his head. Jared takes that millisecond to push past me and smack the pillow off of Connor's lap.
"What the-" I start.
"FUCK?!" Connor finished my sentence.
"That's exactly what you two did, clearly," Jared says, gesturing triumphantly at Connor's crotch.
"No!" Connor pushed Jared away. "How did you even get across the room so fast? And, why the fuck do you have a bathbomb?"
"One, I have reflexes like a ninja," he flails his arms and legs around, kicking my bed. Holding his foot, he continues, "and two, I have a bathbomb because..." he pauses to take a bite. "Tell me that doesn't look delicious," Jared shoves the bathbomb in Connor's face.
"Get the fuck out of my face!" Connor yells.
"Get the fuck into my bed," Jared laughs.
"Get the heck out of my house," I push Jared out the door, embarassed.
"I'm in Evan's bed," Connor says.
"Yeah, he... he's in my bed," I confirm, then blush, realizing what I said.
"How kinky of you," Jared points finger guns at me and winks. "I bet Connor's so hard right now."
Connor's POV
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Dark Red Rose (Tree Bros)
FanfictionTREE BROS. the meaning of a dark red rose isn't really related but, like, it means unconscious beauty which i think can be kind of relevant to anyone. also there's basically nothing about a dark red rose in here, but i didn't know that when i made t...
