Unlikely Lovers

30: Connor

Connor woke up in quite a state. He had missed all three of his alarms and had a massive headache. Connor sighed groggily and he attempted to peel himself out of bed. He failed, instead collapsing face-first into the floor. He retracted his pervious statement from the night before, he would give anything for a joint right now. He forgot what it felt like to be in withdrawal. It fucking sucked.

He slowly got ready for the day and flopped on the sofa. Connor's mother came in.

"Connor what are you still doing here you should be at school!" Connor just groaned in response. His mum sighed in frustration, "For gods sake Connor are you high again?" Connor shook his head.

"No, I stopped weed." His mother just stood and stared at him.

"What?" Connor just nodded sadly into the couch.

"I gave Zoe my stash and she got rid of it, I'm clean." His mother's demeanour softened.

"Alright sweetie, that's, that what really good of you. Look how about you get off the couch and I'll drive you into school." Connor sat up, wiping the hair out of his eyes.

"Alright then, I'll be ready in 10 minutes." Truth be told the Murphy household consisted of three cars, but his mother always hated to drive. So she often relied on her daughter and husband to take her places. The fact that she offered to drive Connor that morning really meant something to him. Even if all he could do was grunt in response. Connor got to school halfway through second period, by the time he signed himself into the office and slowly dragged himself down to his class. At lunch he just lay his head on the table and through the muffled conversations of Jared and Alana he tried his best to sleep the feeling off. Evan looked really concerned.

"Connor?" He whispered, "Are you okay?" Jared just laughed.

"Oh Evan, Connor is in withdrawal. That's what happened when you stop smoking weed your body murders you for it." Connor just whimpered. He get like death at this point. Evan just sighed and rubbed his back, his nails following a figure 8 route across his lower back and shoulder blades. Connor had to admit it felt nice. Towards the end of lunch Evan whispered something in his ear.

"Do you, do you want me to come over?" It took Connor a second to register what Evan was referring to, then he got it. He remembered back to the storage closet, how Evan grabbed at him and kissed him and how alive it made Connor feel. God he could use that right now. Connor just nodded with his head still in his hands.

Evan carpooled with Zoe and Connor on the way to his house. They walked in the door and Connor's mother was sitting on the lounge. Evan tried to greet her but was practically dragged up the stairs. Connor had been pissed off all day and he was not waiting another second for his boyfriend. He and Evan reached Connor's room. Connor slammed his door and pinned Evan against it, a soft moan escaping his lips. He honestly had forgotten how much he wanted this. His lips pressed hard up against Evan's, who kissed him back equally as hard, making Connor's whole body shudder. Connor could hardly remember Evan's awkward kisses anymore, each time he learned more and more. Evan pulled away.

"Is it working at all?" Connor grinned.

"We will soon see." He turned Evan around and pushed him onto his bed, Evans eyes following him as Connor crawled on top of him. Evan pushed himself back so he was sitting up against the bed head as his boyfriend crawled into his lap. Connor's lips went to Evan's neck as he straddled himself against Evan's hips. Evan's hands slid down Connor's back before resting just below his jeans, grasping him firmly. Connor groaned into Evan's neck at the touch, he was surprised, Evan had never tried anything like this before. Connor moved his lips up to Evan's mouth, kissing him deeply, whilst running his fingers across Evan's chest. Evan's arms slowly moved upwards to Connor's shoulder blades, as he pulled Connor towards him. Connor gasped in surprise between kisses, as he wrapped his arms around Evan in a similar manner. Connor could feel every inch of Evan beneath him, as their bodes pressed together. They kissed each other passionately, holding each other there so intimately, grasping at every inch of Evan's body trying to be even closer to him. Connor was sure his lips would be bruised by morning but he didn't care, he couldn't bare the thought of letting Evan go. 

Just at that moment Evan wiggled himself out from Connor, getting up onto his knees, without breaking their lips. Evan's hands slid under Connor's jumper and over his shoulder, taking quick breaths in between kisses when he could. Evan began kissing him quicker, running his fingers up and down Connor's back, like he did to Evan in that closet. Connor found himself moaning softly in Evan's ear as he held Evan's face close to his. Next thing Connor knew, Evan was slowly unzipping his hoodie. He was almost startled, he wondered what the hell had gotten into Evan but was a little too pre-occupied to ask. Instead he just pulled his hoodie off his arms and tossed it in a corner, he told himself he would pick it up later. Connor felt strangely bare, as Evan ran his fingers up and down Connor's now exposed arms, stroking his right forearm gently as he made his way down. Connor felt a tingling sensation spread like wildfire throughout his arms, which migrated its way around the rest of his body. Evan's lips moved down to Connor's jaw, grasping his arms tightly. Connor moved his hands down to Evan's waist, and folding around his back. Connor felt Evan's fingers move into his hair before giving them a slight pull, Connor stifled a groan as Evan's lips moved onto his neck. That's when Connor lost it. He arched his whole back, pressing himself against Evan's torso.

"Dear god Evan." Connor moaned as his arms moved down to Evan's thighs. It felt like he was waking up, all the grogginess and disorientation of before suddenly gone. He felt more alive than ever, every sensation amplified ten fold. He felt like he was high. He fucking laughed to himself. His adorable, nerdy, but now fucking sex-god worthy boyfriend had gotten it right. Evan pulled himself away, leaving Connor gasping for air. Connor got up and looked in the mirror. Dear god. His face was red and flustered, his eyeballs were dilated, and he had serious looking sex hair going on. Evan sat nervously on the edge of Connor's bed.

"Was that, was that okay." Connor laughed.

"Okay? Evan that was fucking amazing." Evan blushed as he stared down at his hands awkwardly, "Where the hell did that come from?" Evan just shrugged.

"I was just... trying something." Connor nodded. Shit his heart was pounding something chronic. Connor flopped onto his bed smiling, and gestured for Evan to do the same. Evan snuggled into Connor's arms. "Hey Connor?" He asked quietly, nervously.

"Yeah Evan?" Connor looked down to find Evan chewing his nails.

"Am i, am i a good boyfriend?" Connor was taken aback by such a question. He sat up slowly, until he was face to face with Evan, his lip was trembling and his eyes were wide.

"Of course you are, why would you ask such a thing." Evan swallowed hard.

"It's just that... I mean i don't really know how to do this? I want to make you happy and give you everything i can but i just don't know if it's enough. It's just that when you said about your first boyfriend i-" Connor sighed into his hands.

"Oh Evan I'm sorry, i never should have bought that up it just slipped out." He put his hand up to Evan's cheek, "I should have known you'd second-guess yourself. But you are perfect Evan, you don't need to try and be anyone else but you." Evan shrugged away.

"But, it's just that like, well I'm not as... 'experienced' as you." Connor just blinked.

"What?" Evan shifted uncomfortably.

"You know..." Oh right. That. Connor laughed.

"Evan, you do know that i am a virgin right?" That caught Evan's attention.

"Huh?" Connor nodded slowly.

"Yup." Evan's eyes widened in surprise, Connor smirked, "You thought i was a slut didn't you Hansen?" Evan shook his head.

"No not exactly..." Connor just laughed.

"You did! Evan Hansen thought that I, the infamous Connor Murphy... was a slut." He just laughed, as Evan shuffled his feet along the carpet.

"No it's just that everyone seems to have more experience than me these days." Connor sighed and rolled his eyes.

"Oh Evan, it's all talk. Most of those losers will talk about all the girls they have hooked up with but in reality they'll be in bed masterbating a couple hours later." Evan seemed to ease up a little.

"Oh okay then." Connor smiled as he reached over to hold Evan's hand.

"Hey," he said softly as Evan looked up at him with his big, beautiful eyes, "you are perfect. Don't let yourself think anything different." He leant in for a kiss when his mother called. Connor just groaned. "Why does my mother always call me when I'm on the brink of an orgasm!" He threw his hands in the air and gave Evan a wink as he made it downstairs.