Treebros Oneshots

Tipsy Night

Connor Pov: 

Connor paced back and forth in Evan's living room. Jared had decided to try and be cool and host a party in his house. He had also decided to drag Evan along, offering for Connor to tag along as well but Evan and Connor had decided it wasn't worth the risk since they weren't out yet.

He had thought that he would be fine on his own, especially because he was with Jared and Jared was extremely protective over Evan ever since they had found out he was being bullied, but now he was starting to worry. Connor stopped pacing and shook his head, he had nothing to worry about, he knows logically that Evan would be fine, right?

He took another look at the clock, it was inching closer to 1 am, he could feel his heart squeeze. Checking his phone for any messages from Evan or Jared saying they needed help. He felt his anxiety creep up his back when he saw there were zero notifications from either.

He huffed before dropping his phone onto the couch and lightly slapping his face, trying to ease up a bit. He slowly dragged his feet to the kitchen in search of something to munch on, "Heh, it's like how you get the munchies when you're high... but for anxiety instead" he chuckled to himself.

Opening the fridge Connor looked around before grabbing a bag of pepperoni slices, opening them and popping a few into his mouth. Suddenly the shrill voice of Evans' ringtone came through, dropping the bag onto the counter he sprinted into the living room, launching himself over the couch to get to the phone.

Rushing to put it to his ear he answered the call, "Evan, everything Ok?" there was a long pause accompanied by the loud music and Connor was beginning to think he was butt-dialed , "Uh, hey hot topic"

Jareds awkward voice cut through the phone, "Jared, why the fuck do you have Evans phone?" Connor could hear the nervous chuckle from the other end. He could feel the panic and anger starting to build up in him, "So, Evan was really anxious about being here with the people and the loud music, you know, since he's such an anxious acorn. But thats normal-"

Connor cut him off, "fucking get to the point Kleinman before I randomly drop by, kick your ass and coincidentally crashing the party." 

"Actually, that's why I called you. I was hoping you'd be willing to pick Evan up? I don't think he should stay any more or have anymore." 

Connor's heart jumped, "Explain." 
"Right right, so I thought, 'Hey, maybe if Evan has some alcohol he'll start to calm down ya know?" Jared rushed out.

There was a pause, "Jared, what did you do?" frustration evident in his voice.

"I might've given him a little too much of the fruit punch that I spiked. He drank like, 18 cups."

If anyone could see Connor, you would see the utterly surprised look on his face. I mean, cold you blame him? No one expects Evan to drink one sip of beer let alone 18 something cups of spiked drink. Then it occurred to him, 

"Jared." his voice was deep and threatening. The squeak of fear from the other end made him oddly satisfied, 

"Yes, Connor?" Jareds voice full of fear. Connor felt his chest swell, Fuck yeah he should be scared. Especially if what he just thought of is correct,

"You did tell Evan that it was spiked... Right." There was no true question to it, you could tell just from Jared responses that what he assumed was correct. Jareds stuttering response shook him from his onslaught of murder plans, "I-Um, maybe? I-I  mean, that was sooo long ago, who knows! Hehehehehe?" silence stretched between them, "No. I didn't tell him. And before you ask, I told him that it was an off brand kind of fruit punch that was good. He needed to relax Connor! What was I supposed to do?"