Tree Bros Oneshots

Evan Gets the Balls (1/10 spice)

   How the hell is Evan supposed to tell him? He's got to at some point. He knows hiding his feelings has never helped him before. But how?
   He's gotta force himself to do it; that's the only way he's ever gonna do it.
   Right now, he's at the Murphys' household, upstairs in Connor's room. They're sitting together, watching  a movie on his laptop. He doesn't even know what's playing; he's too lost in thought.
   Evan leans a little closer to Connor, but it doesn't have to mean anything. He's just cold. That's it. He's just cold.
   Connor isn't a very affectionate person, so he can feel him stiffen slightly at the contact. Even though it was barely contact at all. He bites his lip, hoping he's not making Dead Boi too uncomfortable.
   After an uneventful minute, Evan decides it's now or never. He's gotta do it. He has to.
   "C-Connor?"
   "What," he says, looking down at him.
   "U-uhm... I-I, err..." He stutters for a few more seconds, trying to find the right words, the perfect words. "I... I have to tell you something...?"
   "Yeah? What is it, Evan?"
   "UHHHHHHHHH... I..." His voice gets quiet, so that it's barely audible. Connor leans in closer to hear. "I like... you?" As soon as he says it, he feels the blood rush to his cheeks. He looks away from Connor, not wanting to see what terrible reaction would pursue.
   "Y-you do?'
   "...Yeah."
   After a second that lasts around six-hundred-sixty-six years, Connor smiles and hesitantly takes his hands.
   "I-I do, too, Evan..."
   Evan can't stop the smile that spreads across his face.
   "S-seriously? Really?"
   "Really."
   It's just so crazy, that he laughs. He's liked him for so long, and it was reciprocated? Has it always been this easy? God, he wishes he'd confessed months ago.
   "Uh, Evan?"
   "Yeah?" he asks, looking up into his attractive brown eyes.
   "Can I kiss you?"
   They both blush, but Evan nods nonetheless. Connor puts his hand on his back, not too low. It's too early on to start groping his ass already. Connor smirks, leaning down and kissing him lightly.
   They pull away after a minute. Evan just gapes up at his new boyfriend, amazed that something this wonderful was even possible. Connor suddenly bursts out laughing, and Evan stammers random shit out along the lines of, "What? What's so funny?"
   "I can't believe you were the one to say it first. I was actually planning on telling you soon."
   "W-wait. Why is it surprising that I told you first?"
   He chuckles. "You're you, Evan."
   "That's good... right?"
   "Yeah, of course, Evan." He places a hand on Evan's cheek. "I just can't believe you got the confidence to do this."
   "I'm a confident person!"
   "...Yeah, Evan. Sure. You're a confident-ass person."
   He smacks Connor very lightly on the shoulder. If a fly were sitting there, it would not have been fazed in the slightest. "Maybe that's true... But-"
   "But that's what I like about you, Evan."
   He blushes. "Aww, that's so sweet of you, Connor."
   "Don't get used to it," he warns.
   "I already am."