Summer Camp (Conman/ Kleinphy fic)

Chapter Seventeen: Touchy

Connor carried Jared out of the cabin, Alana on their heels.

    "Hey, where are you going?" Alana asked, catching up and walking next to Connor, who still had Jared dangling awkwardly over his shoulder.

    "Figured we'd give them some privacy." Connor shrugged before his eyes went sharp. "Giving they don't go any further than kissing."

    "Aw, so you're okay with their relationship now?" Alana asked.

    "Is everyone ignoring I exist? 'Cause I'm right here." Jared kicked his legs lightly.

    "Hush, trust me, we all know you're there, you hardly shut up." Connor smirked. "Anyways, I guess, I mean, what's the worst damage Evan can do? If anything she'd break him."

    "Definitely, so I guess it'll be my job to make sure Evan doesn't get hurt." Alana agreed, glancing at Jared, who stuck his tongue out at her.

    "When can I be put down?" Jared had given up squirming a long time ago and now was just laying limply, at least this way was more comfortable. "All of my blood is rushing to my face and I'm concerned about my health."

    "You're fine, you big wuss." Connor snickered. "Besides, we're almost there."

"Almost where?" Jared and Alana asked in unison, both genuinely confused. Jared had thought they were just taking a walk.

"Duh, I brought us to the arts and crafts center." Connor said as they arrived at the picnic table. It hardly could be called a center at all.

The kids who were previously using it obviously hadn't cleaned up, as glue, scissors, and paper was strewn across it.

Connor gave a small groan before lifting Jared off of his shoulder and setting him down on the bench. Jared looked up at him in awe.

"How strong are you?" He demanded, getting up from the bench and reaching for Connor's arm.

"I dunno, I was looking for blow off classes this year and weights didn't seem too hard, so I registered." Connor let Jared feel his biceps, then his triceps, then even his chest-

"I don't mean to interrupt a groping session, but unless I can join in too, I don't want to see this." Alana teased.

"You can feel if you want-" Connor started, but he was cut off by Jared clinging to him, pouting. "Apparently not, as my boyfriend seems to have an issue with that."

"He's all yours." Alana laughed, taking a seat at the picnic table. Connor smiled and took a seat too. Jared, the stubborn fuck that he knew he was, sat down on Connor's lap, making Connor turn a deep shade of red.

Jared quite liked that he could do that to him.

"Jare, as nice as this is, Alana just told us off for being all touchy." Connor let out a nervous laugh as his hands slid to Jared's waist.

    "Mmhm." Alana rolled her eyes playfully. "How nice it must be to be in love."

    "I honestly still can't believe you chose MY lap to sit on, I'm honored." Connor grinned, tugging Jared back more by his waist.

"You should be, I'm a fucking delight." Jared hummed, leaning back against Connor, who tilted his head so he could kiss at the back of Jared's neck.

"Oh, look at the time, I ought to be heading out." Alana plucked herself from the bench and began to head back to her cabin. "Have fun! Don't get into too much trouble!" With that, she trotted off.

"Look, you scared her away." Connor chuckled, continuing to press kisses to Jared's neck.

"I scared her away?" Jared argued. "You were one who was kissing me."

    "Still am, if you care to notice." Connor snorted, sucking on a spot.

    "Hey, you're going to give me hickeys." Jared swatted at Connor. "I don't need that, people stare."

    "Let them." Connor sighed.

    "I don't wanna." Jared said stubbornly, leaning forward so Connor couldn't kiss at him anymore. Connor let out a whine, trying to follow him.

   "Connor!" Jared laughed, sliding off of his lap.

   "Jared!" Connor mocked, standing up after him.

    "You're such a dork." Jared leaned forward, staring up at Connor.

    "Well you're such a dickwad." Connor smirked back at him. Jared reached his hands up and pulled Connor down for a kiss. Connor's hands made their way down to Jared's hips.

They stayed this way for several minutes, hardly stopping for breath. When they finally did, Jared leaned on Connor, who gladly supported him.

"You think Ev and Zoe are done in the cabin yet?" Jared asked.

"I hope so, two people can't kiss for that long, can they?" Connor brushed the Jared's hair out of his face so he could see his eyes.

"I could." Jared smiled, taking Connor's hand. "Let's go."

After a couple minutes of walking, they made it back to the cabin. Luckily, when they arrived they found Zoe, Evan, and Alana, all not kissing, sitting on Evan's bed.

   "Took you long enough, you two lovers ready for dinner?" Zoe asked.

    "You're one to talk." Jared snickered, giving Evan an over exaggerated wink.

    "Jared!" Evan's ears turned scarlet.

   "Let's go, I'm hungry." Alana hopped off the bed and began to itch at her legs, which were still red and irritated.

    Jared wondered if Poison Ivy can spread through bed sheets.

   Putting that thought from his mind, Jared took Connor's hand. The whole made the tiring walk down the the shitty cafeteria, which was serving grilled cheese, which was good except the cheese hadn't melted properly.

    Jared grabbed his tray and slumped down in a seat, Connor slumping down in the seat next to him and beginning to pick at his food.

    "Hey, Con?" Jared asked, dipping his grilled cheese in his soup.

   "Yeah?" Connor grunted, hardly looking up from his tray.

    "I was just wondering." Jared began, fiddling with his silverware.

    "Yeah?" Connor repeated, more interested this time.

   "If you- never mind, now's not the place for this." Jared shook his head. Connor eyed him wearily for a second, considering if he should prompt Jared more.

   "Okay."