Connor's POV
To be honest, Connor kinda missed waking up in his bed.
Kinda.
He woke up pretty early today, probably because he wasn't on a bed, or laying down, or in his house.
Right now, he was scrolling through YouTube, looking for something to do.
Sometime during the middle of the night, Evan's head rolled off Connor's shoulder and he needed up snuggling up on his lap. Somehow Connor managed to sleep through that.
Honestly, he didn't really mind, surprisingly.
Evan starting stirring in his sleep, muttering something.
Then he started whimpering.
Fuck.
Connor tossed his phone to the side of the couch and starting rubbing circles on Evan's back.
The smart boy starting whimpering more. A few tears rolled down, splashing on Connor's black ripped jeans.
"Hey Ev," he soothed. "It's okay, your okay. I got you. Don't worry, you're gonna be okay."
Evan's eyes shot open and he immediately started crying into Connor's chest.
Connor, not prepared by this, just wrapped his arms around he smaller boy.
Evan was a waterfall. Connor's hoodie was practically drowning in his tears.
Eventually, Evan calmed down to only sniffles. Connor took this time to ask, "Hey Ev, what happened? Did you have a nightmare?"
Evan tighten his grip on Connor, almost choking him. "D-dad..." he muttered.
Connor nodded, listening intently to the story.
"H-he was c-calling me a f-f-faggot and a dis-disappointment and he s-slapped me a-a-and started pun-punching and k-kicking m-me and-and-and..."
Connor hugged the crying boy harder, a few tears slipping down his cheeks.
Evan took a deep breath and continued, "h-he...w-as h-holding a kn-knife....and this time my mom wasn't there."
Connor was taken aback. Not only did he say the last part clearly without stuttering, but THIS TIME Heidi wasn't there to stop this hell of a dad? What the fuck?!
Wait, so that means that ACTUALLY happened?! Shit! Who would do that? Sweet little innocent Evan, getting beaten up!!! That is so messed up!!
"Shh, it's okay," Connor said. "It was only a dream. He's not going to hurt you. I'll protect you."
For some mystical reason...
Evan nodded and slowly let go, the warmth of his presence leaving Connor.
The small boy climbed off the taller one's lap and sat at his side. He took deep breathes, calming himself down.
"Anyway," Connor said. "moving on from the depressing messed up shi-" Evan glared at him. "Uh-depressing messed up stuff, why don't we go out for ice cream? Ya ever been to A Là Mode?"
Evan smiled and shook his head. "I love ice creÄM!" His voice cracked at the end and he flushed an embarrassed pink.
Connor chuckled and stood up. "No d-don't take me form your w-warmness!" Evan sang.
Connor giggled. Holy shit he giggled.
"WAIT ANOTHER WHILE IT'S WAY T-TOO EARLY SO BACK TO BED F-FOR ME!!!" Evan shouted.
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