Be More Chill/Dear Evan Hansen One Shots

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Hey guys! In honor of NaNoWriMo I've started to rewrite Pork (Can you tell yet that it's my favorite piece I've written?), And I wanted you guys to check it out so far, and tell me what you think! Feedback is greatly appreciated :) 

Jeremy didn't remember what happened.

All he knew where the sirens coming towards the house he was in. He made no effort to clean up the pools of blood around him and covering his body. He looked down at his plate, the last piece of his home cooked meal smiling up at him.

He took his last bite as dozens of cops came rushing through the door, their yells echoing around the now vacant house.

Jeremy smiled. It was finally over.

~~~~~

"Come on man! We're gonna be late for school, and I really don't want Mrs. Hare to yell at us again."

"I'm coming! I swear." Jeremy landed on the last step of his boyfriends staircase ungracefully, grabbing his backpack off the floor. "Ready?" he asked his boyfriend.

"Ready. I was just waiting for you, slow poke." Micheal said with a grin.

"Micheal? Before you go honey, I wanted to ask if you could you pick up some fresh meat later tonight? Our supply is running low and your father and I will be busy working the truck."

"Sure momma. See you later!" Micheal grabbed Jeremy's hand, pulling him towards his PT cruiser. "Jeremy, you've got rehearsals tonight, right? Want me to take you back home afterwards?"

"I mean, if it's not too much trouble or anything."

"Nah, you're good. I'll pick you up at six, right?" Jeremy nodded, so Micheal changed the subject. "Hey, did you turn in that English thing yesterday?"

"Crap. Was that was due yesterday?"

~~~~~

Micheal leaned up against the bricks lining the school, taking out a joint and lighting it. He casually glanced at the kids slowly trickling out of the building, and spotted the one he'd wanted to see. Pretending to not have noticed him, Micheal took a puff out of his joint, waiting for the tall, lanky boy to join him.

"Can I join?"

Micheal hid his excitement, carefully planning his movements. This had always been his favorite part. "Of course dude. Wanna hit?"

Connor instantly took the joint, his jacket sleeve rising up to show some fresh scars. Micheal didn't say anything, but they both knew he had seen them.

"So," michael started, breaking the tension. "How are you?"

"Just fucking peachy, can't you tell?" Connor snapped back, instantly shaking his head. "Sorry. I didn't mean to-"

"Don't worry about it." Michael blew the smoke from his mouth, making a ring of smoke. "So. I'm guessing you haven't told Evan yet, right?"

"I don't want to bug him with my problems."

"What kind of problems?" Micheal asked gently, already knowing the answer. "What's wrong?"

"I just... sometimes I want it all to... end. My dark thoughts are coming back and I just... don't want to worry Evan. He'd be a wreck and think it was his fault. I just... feel bad I guess. For existing."

"I get that." Micheal said slowly. " Wanna come over to my house later? Say... seven? We can talk this out more."

Connor looked up at the sky. "Sure. Don't tell Evan though, alright?"

"I won't dude, I promise."

~~~~~~

Jeremy walked out of the auditorium, waving once he spotted Micheal. "Hi!"

Micheal chucked. "Hey cutie." Micheal kissed his boyfriend's cheek, smiling softly. "Ready to go?"

"Yeah. Did you smoke without me?"

"Sorry."

"It's all good. Are you uh, okay? Like, to drive and all?" Jeremy asked. "I could drive."

"Don't worry, I'll be fine. Oh hey, heads up, Connor is gonna come over later tonight 'cuz his brain is like, all sad and shit and he doesn't want to tell Evan."

"Oh, okay, so no uh, no date tonight?"

"Don't worry, you're still coming over around seven thirty, honey." Micheal parked right outside Jeremy's house, a grin clean on his face. "Want me to pick you up?"

"Nah I'll walk, but thanks." Jeremy smiled. He leaned over and kissed his boyfriend on the lips before throwing his backpack into the backseat. "Slushies first?"

"Anything you want, love."

~~~

When Micheal got home and parked his car, a note was waiting for him on the counter.

Hi honey! Just a reminder that we will be staying late at the food truck tonight! Your father said he will get some meat for our truck, but if you want any extra meat for you and Jeremy tonight, you have to pick it up. :)

Don't be too crazy!

Love you, Momma

Michael smiled as he read the note. The meat wouldn't be a problem at all.