Shitty Shipfics

Jeremy Swears He Didn't Duck Anyone And Connor Comes Out As A Fairy

The orchard: Connor and Evan's favorite place for date night. Well, afternoon, but close enough. Connor's family had come here a lot when he was a kid, and he was really happy that he got to bring his boyfriend here. The two of them were situated under this one massive tree, with the only apples still suitable for human consumption. Evan was leaning against the tree; Connor laying with his head on the smaller boy's lap. The sun was warm on his eyes, which he had closed against it, the grass cool under him, and Evan's lap was the only pillow he ever needed. Connor Murphy was comfortable, he was happy and at peace, and he drifted off to the sound of Evan ranting about some kind of succulent.

Evan loved his boyfriend's hair. It was long, it had floof, and he really wanted to braid it. He had sat there for a while, stroking it and debating waking Connor to ask him, when he decided: he wanted to braid his hair. He gently shook his boyfriend's shoulder.

"Connor. Connor."

Connor yawned. "Yeah?"
His eyes were still closed.

"Can I braid your hair?"

"The answer's always sure, Ev. You don't haveta ask."

"Ok. Just making sure."

Connor rolled onto his side, giving Evan room.

Evan loved braiding his boyfriend's hair. He loved that he was comfortable enough to ask, but mostly he just really loved braiding Connor's hair. He pulled a hairband off of Connor's wrist (they were always there, just in case. Connor kept them hidden with his sweatshirt.) and snapped it onto his own. He gently began pulling the hair, every so often weaving one of the yellow flowers from the ground beside them into it. Daisies and things. It didn't take him long.
When he was finished, he just kinda gazed in wonder at this amazing human being who had been given to him.
He glanced down at his phone.

QueereHeere: you guys
QueereHeere: I did not
QueereHeere: duck
QueereHeere: THE DELIVERY GUY

The others were teasing Jeremy again, then. Just then, Connor stirred.

"You finished?"

"Yeah. You wanna see?"

"Sure."

Evan took a quick picture.

"Flowers? What am I, a fairy?"

Evan giggled. "Of course."

///Author's Note///

Hey guys! First of all, a very happy birthday to @Boots696, girl, I don't actually know if you poisoned those cookies on accident, but happy birthday anyway! Guess what! This is your present because I am a lazy ass biotch. No really. I used the Safari format so I could dedicate it and everything. Go check.

Also.

I am just so happy if anyone is reading this which is unlikely but you know what that's ok lol.

So

Yeah.

Sorry about slow updates, once a week sucks I know. But I just don't have access to this stuff very often (or ever) so this is what I can do. Anyway, I think that's about it.

Later, Cultivated Cutlery,

Sincerely,

Me