Be More Chill/Dear Evan Hansen One Shots

Tree Bros- Picture Day

Okay totally random but last night an artist that I like posted a casual comic strip about SPD and NGL I cried a bit

"Evan."

Connors voice was distant, but Evan tried to mentally tune in.

"Evan. You're gonna be fine. Picture day isn't even that important anyway."

"But, But, people will, people will see this, my kids will see this," Evan let out a weak laugh. "Oh wait, I won't ever have kids because no one will love me, and I won't make it out of college. Oh god, I'm not gonna make it. Oh god."

"Okay, Evan. Come here." Evan reluctantly walked around to the other side of the lunch table, slowly sitting down next to Connor. "Can I touch you?"

Evan nodded, leaning into Connors shoulder. Connor gently wrapped his long, bony arms around Evan, pulling him into his chest. He slowly rocked him back and forth, glaring at anyone in the lunch room who gave him a weird look.

"I'm sorry."

"Evan, don't be fucking sorry." Evan instantly recoiled at Connors harsh voice, and Connor manually hit himself. "Sorry, Sorry. I know I'm loud. But, uh, don't be sorry about something you can't control."

"I just, I just know, I'm, uh, I'm annoying, so I know..."

"Evan. You are not annoying."

Evan didn't fight Connor, and allowed himself to be rocked softly back and forth.

"Evan, picture day will be fine, baby."

Oh right. That.

"But what if I look really bad?"

"You can retake it."

"What if I look worse?"

"Then take the original picture."

"I just... ugh."

"Evan, I swear. You're gonna be fine, okay? If you need me to fight someone to let you retake a picture, I'll be happy to, you know."

Evan chuckled quietly. "Yeah, I know." He paused, biting his lips. "I'm uh, no, uh, thank, thank you?"

Connor smiled lovingly at Evan. "You're welcome, Evvie-Bevvie."

"God I hate it when you call me that."