Tree Bros, Boyf Riends and Kleisen One Shots

Tree Bros- Oh No He's Hot

Warnings: Connor is hot and Evans an anxious boy who's very into guys

"Hi! I'm uh, I'm here for, uh, for Connor?"

"Mom! Evans here!" Zoe yelled into the house, making Evan shrink back.

"Evan! Hi sweetheart!" Mrs.Murphy brought Evan into a tight hug, wrapping her arms around him. "I'm so glad to see you!"

"Me uh, me too, me too Mrs.Murphy." Evan smiled wide. "I'm uh, I'm sorry, but where's Connor? We are, we are supposed to, to hang out and stuff. So. Uh, yeah."

"Oh, Connor went on a run." Zoe pipped up. "He'll be back soon."

"Yes, you can wait for him in his room." Mrs.Murphy said, smiling. Evan began to go to the staircase, but she stopped him. "Thank you... thank you for being his friend. He hasn't ever... really had a friend before. But he's doing so much better with you!" She pulled him closer. "And between you and me, he's always wanted to go on a run, he's just never had the motivation. So thank you for giving him that."

Evan smiled wide, hiding his gay feelings for Connor. "Thank you. I, I'm glad to have him too."

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Evan looked around Connors room, admiring the posters. He loved Connors room. It was weirdly peaceful, and it always made him feel comfortable and relaxed.

He laid down on the bed, secretly taking in Connors smell.

Maybe one day, if I have confidence, I'll be able to borrow his hoodie because I'll be his boyfriend, and we can

Yeah, that's never gonna happen. Evan thought sadly.

He heard the bedroom door fly open, and Evan sat up quickly.

"Oh, hey Ev." Connor said, smiling as he ran a hand thought his hair, taking it out of the ponytail it had been in.

Evan could no longer speak English.

Connor was more beautiful than he had ever been. His cheeks were tinted pink from running, and his hair bounced around his face, almost like a halo. Connor was coated in a thin layer of sweat, but on him it looked like he just was sparkling.

"Holy shit you're hot." Evan mumbled quietly.

Connor had been moving to grab some clothing, but he stopped in his tracks. "Wait, what?"

"What?"

"You said something. What was it?"

"I don't, I don't know what you're talking about."

"Do you think I'm hot?" Connor asked, putting down the shirt he had in his hand. "Evan, do you think I'm hot?"

"I uh, I, I, uh, uh." Evan stuttered as Connor got closer to him. Connor put his arms down next to Evan, a smirk on his face.

"So... you wouldn't be upset if I said I think you're hot as well?"

Evans face turned a brighter shade of red. He tried to speak, but he couldn't.

"Can I..." Connor glanced at Evans lips, and Evan got the message.

"Yes!" Evan said too excitedly. "Yes. Yes."

Connor moved slowly, giving Evan the opportunity to move if he wanted too. When Evan didn't move, Connor kissed Evan smoothly, moving a hand that was blocking Evan in to his hair.

When they finally had to pull away from breath, Evan sat back, panting slightly. "Oh my god oh my god oh my god."

"Sorry." Connor mumbled. "Was it bad?"

Instead of answering, Evan pulled him closer, pressing their lips together once again.