Be More Chill/Dear Evan Hansen One Shots

Kleinsen-Suit? Suit? Suit.

Off topic but I've written the word suit so many times that it looks wrong and I think I'm going insane

"Okay, but honestly I can't stand the new people across the mall."

"Why?" Jared asked, sipping his bubble tea as Evan re-organized some suits.

"Well for starters, have you seen their suits? None of them, and I mean none of them have a suit that fits them. And the colors!"

"What about the colors?"

"They're wearing the ugliest shade of green. And another thing! Green! Green suits! I mean, I guess it would be okay if like, that was their store color or whatever, but it's not!"

"Didn't that one guy wear a green suit with like, uh, what color was it?"

"Orange!" Evan whipped around, distraught clear on his face. "How? How are they so blind?"

"Okay, honestly, Evan? You speaking like this is kinda hot."

Evan glared at Jared. "Oh whatever. Just, just, just uh, go back to your, to your computer chip things."

"Oh my sweet, it's so cute when you try to talk nerdy to me."

"Jared." Evan warned, his face flushing as Jared got closer. Jaded hummed to acknowledge the fact he heard him, but to also acknowledge that he wouldn't do anything about it. "Jared my store is still open."

"Huh. What a shame. And you could possibly get my lips on your suit." Jared whispered, leaning closer to Evans lips. Evan, being as whipped for Jared as he was, instantly shuttered and started to close his eyes for the kiss.

"But we can't ruin your suit now, can we, my little fashionista?"

"Jared." Evan mumbled, flushing. "If you don't kiss me right now, you're going to seriously regret it when we get home."

"Kinky."

"Jared."