BMC/DEH One Shots (Requests Are Closed) Discontinued

Tree Bros- Under The Mattress

Tw: Mentions of Rape…. I'm so sorry.

Connor wraps his arms around my waist as I do the dishes. He pushes his face into my neck and kisses it. I fake a giggle as I hold back tears.

“I love you, so much!” Connor removes himself from me and leans against the counter.

“I love you too,” I look at him and give him a smile.

A concerned look grows on his face, “Are you okay?”

I rub my eyes on my polo shirt sleeve, “Yep! I just got some soap in my eye.”

“Okay,” Connor says with concern still alive in his voice.

“Do you, uh, wanna, cuddle after, um, after I'm done? Maybe?”

“If your up for it.”

I nod and scrub a plate clean.

I rip off my gloves and walk into the living room.

“Done?” Connor sits with his legs up on the couch.

I nod and walk over.

Connor pats his thigh, “Snuggle time.”

I force a smile. Connor makes room between his legs for me to scootch in. I awkwardly sit and lean against Connor. Connor pulls me closer and I let out a squeak.

“I'm sorry, did I hurt you?” Connor removes his arms.

I scoot away, unable to bare all the touching.

“Baby? Did do something wrong?” Connor has a worried look on his face.

I shake my head, “No.”

“Then what's wrong?”

I open my mouth, but nothing comes out. I close my mouth slowly and look away.

“You shouldn't push yourself to do something you're uncomfortable with.”

“I just want you to be happy.”

Connor slides closer to me and softly takes my hand, “But I'm happy with you just sitting next to me.”

Connor gives me a big smile.

A smile back, “Okay.”

“Okay. Why don't we watch a movie?’ Connor suggests.

He gets up and looks through my movies.

My phone buzzes.

Tyler:

Can I come over? I miss u. ;) <3

I look at Connor who's still trying to pick a movie.

Evan:

I'm busy. Sorry.

My phone buzzes in my hand.

Tyler:

Can't you make room 4 me~? <3

Evan:

No, I can't. Really.

Tyler:

:’(

Connor sits beside me, “Who’s that?”

I quickly shut off my phone, “Just Jared being stupid, as always.”

Connor rolls his eyes, “Of course.”

He, he took it?! Oh my god, I just lied to my boyfriend.

Connor turns on the tv and the movie player.

My eyelids flutter shut and my head rests on Connor’s shoulder.

"Are you tired baby?"

"Are you kidding. I could stay up all night!" I yawn.

Connor giggles and carries me up the stairs, “It's bedtime anyways.”

Connor lays me down in my bed and tucks me in. He lays down beside me and strokes my hair. I turn away from him and he wraps his arms around my waist.

“Evan, your belt is still on.”

I'm too tired to respond.

“Here, I'll take it off.”

He reaches for the the front of my pants and starts to undo the buckle on my belt.

I fall out of bed to get away from his grasp, “No! No! Get off of me!”

“Evan? I'm sorry. I thought it was okay. God I'm-” he cuts himself off when I start to sob.

He gets up and sits across from me, “I’m so sorry baby.”

I look at Connor through my tears, “Connor, I'm so sorry! I lied to you about who I was texting! It, it wasn't, wasn't Jared, it was a friend, but, but he's not a friend, he's a monster and-”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa. Evan slow down,” Connor cuts me off.

“I'm really sorry. I tried to keep it to myself, but I just! I can't any more!”

“Evan, it's okay. What’s up?”

I take a deep breath, “The person I was texting, his name is Tyler. I met him Not too long ago."

“How did you meet him?”

"We met at school. He was new and I was just being friendly. I found out he lived nearby, so I invited him over for dinner. Biggest mistake in my life," I wipe a tear from my cheek and look up at Connor.

He gives me look that tells me he wants me to keep going.

“After dinner we came here, to my room,” my voice cracks, “he sat me down on my bed and sat on my lap. He said “why don't we get busy?” really seductively. I told him I was already seeing you, but he didn't take it as an answer,” I put my head against his chest and sob.

“It's okay Evan. You don't need say anymore.”

“He raped me, Connor. He fucking raped me!"

Connor wraps his arms around me, but doesn't pull in me into a hug. I move my body into Connor’s lap still sobbing.
He hugs me tightly and rocks from side to side, “Shhh… it's okay, baby. I'm gonna make this right, okay? We'll go down to the police station and get you the justice you deserve, okay?”

I nod still sobbing.

“I would never hurt you like that, ever. From now on I need you to tell if you're not comfortable with something.”

I nod again.

“I love you, baby.”

I squeeze Connor tighter.

He moves back so he can lean on the bed frame. He lovingly strokes my head while I calm down. Once my sobs have come to a stop my boyfriend places a kiss on my forehead.

I sniff and wipe my cheeks dry.

Connor dries under my eyes.

“Thank you, Connor,” I say quietly.

“It's what boyfriends do. It's what I do.”

I grab his face and place a kiss on his lips. When I pull back Connor licks his lips.

“Mmm, salty,” he smirks.

I give a small giggle.

He runs a hand along the side of my head, “You wanna go bed now?”

I look at my bed.

Connor looks as well, “Oh…”

“Downstairs. On the couch? We can make it look like we fell asleep watching tv or something,” I put my face in his chest.

“I like that plan."