Dear Evan Hansen x reader one shots

Happy fourth, love! (All x reader, separate scenarios)

(So a new chapter will be out soon but since it is the 4th of July and I'm from #merica, I have decided to write a few short stories for each of the five amazing little beans alphabetically. Gender neutral reader💕)

Alana:

Warnings: none

Alana leaned her head on my shoulder quivering at the booming, obnoxiously loud fireworks of all sorts that would shoot up into the sky. The sky of which had many hues due to the normally large bright star, that was the sun set slowly. I wrap my arm around her lovingly and kiss the top of her head while she buries her nose into the crevice of my neck, I felt her quaking die down and soon she is no longer a leaf shaking in the wind but a twig shaking in the wind as she is firmer and more stable.

Her parents kept their attention towards me and their frightened daughter, watching attentively as a predator would it's prey because according to Alana they still weren't quite keen on their child having a significant other, be it male, female, non binary human, they were ready to end my existence right then and there with a single stare like Medusa or I suppose Medusas. I swallowed my heart seeing as it came up my throat in fear and focused on the current beholder of my affection. Even as she sweat profusely and repeatedly stated that she wouldn't be as "radiant or charming" as I usually saw her, I still felt absolute adoration for Alana.
"Y/n, Are you absolutely certain that you wish to stay by my side today?" "Of course, my dearest love, nothing makes me more elated than spending time with the girl I love most."

Alana smiles and brushes her lips softly against mine. "I'm glad for that then"

Connor:

Warnings: I guess a bit of making out at the end/ slight nsfw?

"Connor finished all of the Ben and Jerry's, Mom!!" "Well there wasn't any milk and mom didn't want me high at the picnic" "you're such a goddamn liar! You stopped smoking weed two years ago and now we're stuck here without dessert!!!" Connor sighs in defeat and puts his hands up in a surrendering stance and as Zoe approaches him with a fake sword, he bolts into my arms and holds me in place. "You wouldn't dare approach me with your best friend serving as a protective shield now would you, Zoe?" "Is that all I am to you?! Y/n, the human shield?!"

Zoe smirks and we share a knowing look "fine Connor I suppose you are forgiven" I weave my digits into his messy and wavy hair and pull him into a heated kiss to stray his attention away from the enemy in which I had made a sudden alliance with. Just as he was about recoil from my grasp, I pull him closer to me and pull his hair slightly causing him yelp out in pain and push himself away from my embrace, I smirked and nodded at Zoe and she did the same. She positioned herself and stuck the foam sword through the opening between Connor's body and his arm, he looked up at me and faked a look of betrayal and agony. "You- you betrayed me! How could you?!"

I stand up and hook my arm over Zoe's shoulder, "because nobody calls me a human shield!" Zoe laughs and walks back to where her Larry and Cynthia sat too busy now to focus on me being alone with Connor.

He smirks a devilish smirk and I grimace at what I thought would be a tickle session, "Connor don't do anything hasty" he shakes his head and sits me on his lap, my inner thighs on either side of his hips and runs his index finger along my chin and jaw. I shiver at the slight sensation that sent sparks to my digits tips, he looks towards the table where his family sat and saw that their eyes did not linger on us but on each other. He attaches his thin lips to mine and traced small circles on my left thigh caused my to let out a shaky breath. "C-Connor, what if your mom or dad sees? I don't think they'll-" I gasp again and roll my eyes to the back of my head as Connor slips his hand under my shirt and just as I'm about let a moan slip out, he sets me down and whispers in my ear "don't ever backstab me again, Y/n" and just like that he walks away and serves himself a plate of food.