Tree Bros, Boyf Riends and Kleisen One Shots

Kleinsen- Okay, This Needs to Stop

Evan moved closer to Jared, wrapping himself around him like a Koala.

"Mmm. You're comfy." Evan mumbled, his voice mumbled as he buried his face into Jared's sweatshirt.

Jared chuckled, rubbing a hand down Evans back soothingly. "Thanks?" Evan mumbled a soft 'yes' into Jared chest, trying to get as warm as he could. He hurried his hands under him, curling his legs up.

"Dude, you cold?"

"Don't, don't fucking call me dude. I'm your, in your boyfriend, loser." Evan said, sitting up carefully. "But yes. I am. Can I wear your sweatshirt?"

Jared rolled his eyes jokingly. "Oh really? You want the losers sweatshirt? Huh. I don't know..." He trailed off, avoiding eye contact with Evan. He knew that as soon as he looked, Evan would give him those fucking puppy dog eyes.

"Please?" Jared mistakenly glanced at his boyfriend, and before he knew it his sweatshirt was on Evan, and Evan was back to cuddling Jared.

Jared huffed, leaning back into the couch.

This is the fifth sweatshirt he's stolen, along with like, fifty shirts.

Jared subconsciously glanced at the shirt he was wearing and inwardly groaned. It was one of his old shirts that he never wore, but he'd been forced to since his... lack of other shirts.

This has to stop.

Jared's eyes drifted over to Evans sleeping body, slowly rising and falling with his breath. He looked so peaceful and happy in Jared's stuff that he almost entirely forgot that he needed his sweatshirt back.

Well... maybe I can do something so he at least has something of mine... time to go check tumblr.

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"Hey Ev? We need to talk. I'm coming over to your house in five. Is that okay?"

Evan instantly began to stress, running though every small thing he'd ever done in his life. "Uh, Yeah. Yeah, sure." He said, a small voice crack in his words as he quickly hung up.

He sat down on his bed, and began to bite his nails. Was it the time I forgot to text him goodnight? Oh fuck, it probably was. He hates you, he hates you so much, why would he even date you in the first place? For pity. God you're such a loser.

Evan began to slowly rock himself back and forth on the bed, trying to distract himself. He didn't hear the front door open, and Jared step into his room. "Ev? Baby, what's wrong?"

Jared rushed to Evans side, holding his hand. He kissed it softly before wiping a fallen tear from Evans face. "Baby?"

"You, you hate me, you, you're-" Evan stuttered out, shaking slightly.

"What? No, no baby. I don't hate you. I don't hate you at all." Jared climbed into the bed with Evan slowly so he wouldn't freak him out, then moved to sit next to him. Evan leaned his head on Jared shoulder, and wrapped his arms around Jared.

"I don't hate you, baby. I love you so so much, beautiful." Jared said quietly. "I came to give you a present."

"A what?" Evan asked. "But, but you said, you said we needed to talk, and-"

"Well, yeah. That too. But nothing bad!" Jared quickly added. "It's just... god I'm gonna sound fucking whipped. Uh, okay. You look absolutely fucking adorable in my clothing, so I always let you keep it, right? But now I don't have enough clothing for myself, so like, I'm here to do a thing."

"Did you... find the thing on tumblr?" Evan asked, a knowing smirk in his voice.

"...Maybe." Jared rolled his eyes at Evans laughter. "Yeah, yeah. Jared Kleinmeme isn't that romantic without a little help. So sue me. Do you even want to hear what it is?"

Evan nodded, sitting up. "Yes. Sorry."

"Don't be sorry." Jared said, kissing Evan on the cheek before going to get the bag by the door. "Okay, so basically I got some of the shirts that I used to wear all the time and, and I'm gonna take back all my stuff so I can rewear it, right? Then I'll give you back like, a hoodie or two, and we will both be happy!" Jared said excitedly. "So... yeah!"

Evan pretended to think for a moment, a playful grin on his face. "Okay. The only reason I'm giving you back your stuff is because it doesn't smell enough like you anymore."

Jared bowed, playfully rolling his eyes. "Wow. Thank you for your humble agreement. I feel so loved."

"You should." Evan said, slowly getting up from his place on the bed. He walked over to Jared, burying his head into Jared chest. "Thank you baby."

"Anything for my best bro."

"And the moment is ruined, thanks Jared."

"Anytime, Baby."