#‘what are you obsessed with me?’ ‘yeah’ is so kleinsen

[sochilll]

Therapy, hate, obsessed + kleinsen

“How was therapy?” Evan asked, patting the couch.

Jared flopped onto it. “Sucked. I hate it. I’m never going back.”

Evan rubbed his back. “You say that every time you go. And then you sleep on it and realize it was very helpful.”

“Why do you know that? What, are you obsessed with me?”

“A little.” Evan smiled. “How was it really?”

“It was fine. Didn’t cry, at least.”

“Good.” Evan smoothed his hair. “You want me to make dinner?”

“Yes please.” Jared said into the couch cushions.

send 3 words and a pairing and I’ll write a five ten sentence fic

[takemebacktowheniwassane]

MORE DEH INCORRECT QUOTES HAHA!!! (Mostly Kleinsen; Warning lol)

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Jared: Hey, are you okay?

Evan: Yeah.

Jared: You don't look okay...

Evan: Then stop looking.

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Evan: Why are you drinking?

Jared: I drink when I'm depressed.

Evan: But you're always drinking?

Jared: *smug grin*

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Jared, trying to comfort Evan: What's the problem? Anxiety? Low self-esteem? Obsessive thoughts of random arson? I've been there.

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Miguel: I am in charge of this disaster!

Connor: I have a name, you know.

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Jared: I have issues.

Evan: Finally, you admit it! The first step to redemption is to accept-

Jared: With you.

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Jared: My only talent is being stress.

Alana: Don't you mean stressed?

Jared: No.

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Evan: Are you ever going to listen to me?

Jared: Yes. Absolutely.

Evan: When?

Jared: When you're right.

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Connor: You have your weirdly sincere humility.

Jared: I prefer the term "self-loathing", actually.

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Jared: What? I'm not aggressive!

Evan: Last Tuesday, you wacked me with a pair of crocs and stole my chocolate chips?

Jared: Survival of the fittest, bitch.

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Evan: Why are you on fire?

Jared: This is just how my day is going.

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Evan: Dammit! You ruin everything!

Jared, finger-gunning: Your welcome.

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Jared: *Seductively takes off glasses*

Jared: Wow...

Evan: *Blushes* Haha... what?

Jared: You're really fucking blurry.

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Miguel: You remind me of the ocean.

Connor: Because I'm deep and mysterious?

Miguel: No, because you're full of salt and you scare people.

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Miguel: When I said bring me something back from the beach I meant like a conch shell!

Connor: *Struggling to hold a seagull* Fucking say that next time!

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Connor: I’m sad.

Miguel: Don’t be sad, because sad backwards is das.

Miguel: And das not good.

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Jared: Wanna get out of here and grab a bite to eat.

Evan: I don’t usually eat with losers.

Jared: Neither do I but I asked you, didn’t I?

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Jared: Remember what I told you.

Evan: 'Don't be a cunt.'

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Jared: Hey, you wanna tarot card reading?

Evan: Those are Pokemon cards-

Jared: You got a magikarp.

Evan: ...

Jared: It means 'fuck you.'

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Evan: Pardon the intrusion, but-

Jared: On this moment, or just my life in general?

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Connor: I can never give Miguel shit because I’m jealous of him. He looks at his life and says, “Sweet! This is perfect!”

Connor: I look at my life and say, “Welp. Time to get drunk.”

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Evan: How much did you spend on this date?

Jared: $1400. But all of it's on credit cards, so it's like $5 a month for the next 2,000 years.

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Jared: You’ve got to learn to love yourself.

Evan: But don't you hate yourself.

Jared: Yeah, but this is about you. Stay focused.

[insanelycooljk]

You mentioned ⚡⚡⚡was the worst for angst so now I Have To Ask

send me the title of one of my deh wips and I’ll share an excerpt/tell you a bit about it  

Ok I definitely only mentioned that because I was hoping someone might ask about it lmao. I’d argue that this is more like... hurt than angst, but it’s gonna be hurt/comfort, so hopefully the sweet moments make up for it. You can expect a lot of soft kleinsen lol.

This one it was like 3am and there was a huge storm outside. I was sitting by my window watching the lightning, I’d just finished reading Trying Through the Trauma and a particular scene was on my mind (if you’ve read it you’ll know exactly what I’m talking about, and if you haven’t I highly reccomend it because that fic is wonderful, the world-building is INSANE).

So given all of that, plus my apparent desire to just hurt all the characters I love, my brain was like “hey... what if Jared got struck by lightning?”

Which I KNOW sounds absolutely ridiculous and like some kind of crack fic, but just bare with me here ok.

For maximum angst, the fic begins with Jared storming out of Evan’s house after a fight.

I haven’t worked out all of the details of the fight yet, but basically there was an attempt at an apology/discussion of Evan’s letter that didn’t go so well and things got a bit heated.

Jared’s hurt and angry, so he runs away because that’s what he does.

It’s absolutely pissing down, it’s at least a 15/20 minute walk back to his house, but Jared’s a stubborn bastard and he just needs to get out of there.

Evan’s stuck in his head trying to process how the hell that went so badly, because he’s hurt and angry too, but then a particulary loud clap of thunder snaps him out of his thoughts. He’s not sure why the hell Jared walked here instead of drove (it was because he wanted the extra time to try and plan what he was going to say to Evan), but Heidi will kill him if she finds out he just let Jared walk all the way home in this weather.

So he runs outside after Jared to tell him to stop being an idiot and at least just wait until it stops raining so much

And of course Evan catches up with Jared just in time to see him get struck

Evan is just frozen in absolute horror because what the fuck. What the fuck. Who the hell gets struck by lightning!? That just doesn’t happen in real life. What the fuck.

His brain finally catches up to him and he rushes over to Jared who’s just convulsing on the ground.

Evan’s hands are shaking but he manages to call 911. Once the ambulance is on their way he’s just staring helplessly at Jared still seizing on the ground, and all he can think is Jared is going to die and the last thing they did was fight.

Another minute or so passes and Jared’s seizure suddenly ends. Evan’s just holding his breath because he has no idea what he should do. Being a nurse and all, Heidi’s taught him how to do basic CPR incase of emergencies, but Evan’s in such a state of panic that he can’t do anything

And then Jared opens his eyes. It takes a second for the pain to catch up to him, the ringing in his ears is loud and oh fuck everything hurts his whole body is on fire

Evan is freaking the fuck out now that Jared is awake and crying, and he’s desperately trying to comfort him and is begging the ambulance to hurry the fuck up. And god this is so much worse now that Jared’s conscious, because Jared just doesn’t break down. The last time Evan probably saw him cry was when he stacked it on his bike when they were kids (unless you count the unshed tears shining in his eyes during their gfy fight and most recent fight, which Evan is pointedly NOT counting lmao, he can’t deal with that right now)

Anyway, the paramedics finally arrive and give Jared some serious painkillers and take him to the hospital because honestly they’re not really sure what to do either. It’s not like there’s a special “lightning strike survivor” class in the paramedicine curriculum lol. Jared didn’t go into cardiac arrest or anything so that’s a good sign, but he’s obviously in pain and he’s got some really nasty burns that need looking at so he’s clearly not fine.

And of course, for more maximum angst, they take him to the hospital Heidi works at. Because of course they do. Heidi’s had a fairly quiet night at work, or at least as as quiet as it can be working at a hospital. But then she overhears something about a kid who got struck by lightning!? And Heidi is like damn… well that doesn’t happen every day. She’s currently on her break but she’s understandably pretty curious, so she decides she’ll just go see what’s going on.

Which of course leads to her finding an extremely distraught looking Evan who is absolutely drenched, and any other thoughts are gone from her mind instantly.

Evan all but collapses into her arms. She’s holding him tightly as he just sobs and sobs and he’s shivering and so cold and why is he so wet? And obviously Heidi just wants to be there for him but the she’s starting to panic and she needs to know what’s wrong. She pulls away, still holding his shoulders tightly, to look him in the face.

“Evan, honey talk to me. What happened?” And he just manages to choke out “It’s Jared, it’s…. he,” but he can’t get the words out because he keeps being interrupted by his own sobs. And now Heidi is really worried because what happened with Jared? Is he ok? “He…” Evan can’t continue because he just lets out this choked cry and breaks into even harder sobs. Which causes Heidi to promptly pull him close again.

Evan is just, exhausted. Like, he was so tense and upset after the fight with Jared, and then THAT happened, and he’s been doing his best to not completely fall apart so he could explain what happened to the paramedics, but it’s just all so much, and all he wants his mum to hold him and tell him everything’s going to be ok.

“He’s hurt,” Evan says finally once his breathing is bit more under control and he can finally speak again. “He…. there was lightning and, and-”

And Heidi’s heart just stops because she suddenly remembers the boy that supposedly got struck by lightning and she does not like where this is going.

Jared’s mostly ok physically. He’s got some really nasty burns and he’s in a lot of pain, plus the strike was super loud so he’s got some bad tinnitus, but nothing that really needs monitoring. So he’s only in the hospital for a couple of days.

However, the thing with lightning strikes is it can do a lot of weird neurological damage that scientists and doctors don’t really understand yet. So a lot of survivors suffer from things like personality changes, mood swings, memory loss and chronic pain.

So in terms of symptoms for Jared he struggles with chronic pain. It’s not like a low-level constant pain, it’s more episodes where he’s in extreme pain for a short period of time and then it fades away again. He got struck on his shoulder, so the pain flares up on his shoulder and down his arm on that side of his body.

His burns take a while to heal, and whilst his tinnitus gets much better it’s always there to an extent. He’s also got some issues with fatigue, it’s not terrible but he definitely gets tired more easily than he used to.

Jared doesn’t really have any issues with like, personality changes or anything, but the whole experience was pretty tramautic, so his mental health definitely isn’t great right now.

Obviously, Jared’s pretty fucking terrified of thunderstorms now. He pretty much just refuses to leave his house if there’s a storm.

One time he’s driving himself and Evan home from school and it starts raining and he just – refuses to leave the car. There’s not even thunder but the sky is dark and it’s raining pretty heavily and Evan’s all like “It’s ok, come on. It’s two metres. Just take my hand and we’ll run inside together ok?” And poor Jared is having a panic attack, just gasping for air, and he’s shaking his head and saying “I can’t.”

And Evan kinda tries a couple more suggestions to coax him inside, because like they literally just have to walk from the driveway to Evan’s front door. There is a 0% chance that anything would happen in the 5 seconds it would take to get inside, and there isn’t even any thunder, it’s just raining heavily.

Eventually he gives up and they just sit in the car together waiting for the storm to pass. Evan can’t help but think how ironic it is that he’s the one who has to help Jared through his own panic attacks now.

But the main complications Jared struggles with are the cognititve issues. Jared’s always been pretty smart and has done well in school, so he finds it really hard to deal with.

He REALLY struggles with his memory at first. Mainly short-term memory. He’ll do things like make lunch multiple times because he forgot he ate already. He struggles with reading and writing and keeps tripping over his sentences. It all improves a lot over time, but it never quite gets 100% better.

But yeah, that’s kind of the hardest part for Jared because it’s just frustrating and confusing. It causes him a lot of distress because it makes him feel so stupid.

One time when he’s really struggling with it, maybe whilst trying to do work for school, Jared just breaks down about it because he just feels so frustrated. He ends up crying into Evan’s shoulder and going “I just want to be better”

Evan says nothing, because he’s been doing an obsessive amount of research and the truth is Jared might not ever be “better” again, and he doesn’t want to lie to Jared. Well, he certainly wants to, we all know about Evan’s lying issues lmao. He desperately wants to tell Jared comforting lies like “it’s ok” and “there’s nothing wrong with you” and “of course you’ll get better” but he holds his tongue because he knows he can’t lie to Jared, not about this.

ANYWAY ahahaha, I got a little carried away with this one but I’ve got a LOT of feelings about it. It will end up with kleinsen because I couldn’t resist, so on that note I do have just one last point I HAVE to share 🥺

So a lot of people who get struck by lightning end up with these really kind of beautiful looking scars called Lichtenberg figures. They normally only last a day or two (although I did read about one guy where they lasted like a month) but uhh.... I will be taking some artisitic liberities there lmao because imaging Evan gently tracing over Jared’s scars when they finally get together? Good shit.

[itsshitlips]

i will die for you if you do 30 kleinsen (or boyfs)

Why not both?

30. “I tried my best not to feel anything for you. Guess what? I failed.”

Kleinsen: [Takes place in a suburban neighborhood during ‘Good for you’ but it gets better instead of worse]

Jared Kleinman drove up to the house and parked at the curb. A boy sat on the porch, staring at the ground, tapping his foot and twiddling his thumbs nervously. Jared honked his horn, signaling to the boy, Evan Hansen, that he had arrived.

“Get in loser! We’re going shopping!” He joked out the window as the boy approached.

Evan opened the door to Jared’s car and sat down hurriedly, he tapped his fingers on his thighs while he ran the other hand through his hair.

“What’s going on dude?” Jared asked as he pulled away from the curb.

“We need more emails, Emails showing that he was getting worse,” Evan said, sounding panicked. Jared laughed.“This isn’t funny!”

“Oh I think it’s hilarious! I think everyone would probably think it’s hilarious” Jared spoke, his laughter gone.

“What is that supposed to mean?” Evan asked

“It means you should remember who your friends are” Jared said, his hands tightened around the steering wheel as his eyes fixed on the road

“I thought the only reason you even talk to me is because of your car insurance?”

“So?” Jared made a point not to look at the boy in the seat next to him, though he could feel Evan’s eyes on him and he wanted nothing more than to look back.

“So? Maybe the only reason you talk to me, Jared, is because you don’t have any other friends!” Evan accused

“I could tell everyone everything!” Jared scoffed.

“Great! Go ahead, do it!,” Jared pulled the car to the curb and got out, slamming the door as he did. Evan followed suit, shouting over the vehicle. “Tell everyone how you helped write emails pretending to be a kid who killed himself.”

Jared turned quickly to face Evan, his face flushed as tears streamed down his face, visible to Evan even from the other side of the car.

“Fuck you, Evan! Asshole” he shouted as he turned and stomped off down the street.

Evan stood next to the car, listening to his heartbeat echoing in his ears. He couldn’t believe himself. He couldn’t believe Jared. He could believe the fact that he needed to fix this, quickly. Evan ran after his most valuable asset, and friend. He caught up soon, grabbing Jared’s shoulder and forcing him to look at him. Evan and Jared facing each other, both visibly upset. A few moments pass by as the boys try to compose themselves. Jared wipes several tears from his cheeks as Evan huffs. Slowly the taller boy regained his breath as the other continued to wipe away the tears as they fell.

“What the Fuck do you want Evan” Jared spoke, so quietly Evan almost couldn’t hear him.

“I, I-Im sorry! Okay, Im sorry. Im an asshole I know. I shouldn’t have asked for more emails I should just tell everyone the truth but I get so scared-” Evan stopped short, cut off but Jared’s laugh.

There Jared was, laughing, as Evan was putting himself on the line to apologize. His laughter started small but grew until he was bent over clutching his stomach with laughter. Though just as quickly as it came the laughter turned into sobs. He fell onto the sidewalk and buried his head into his hands and let the sobs shake his body. Evan fell to his knees and looked at his friend in a panic, he had no idea how to handle this situation so he wrapped his arms around the smaller boy and whispered soothing things into his ear. Jared buried his face into Evan’s shirt, wrapping his arms around the boy as he did. Minutes passed and Jared let go of Evan’s shirt, pulling away and wiping the streaks from his face.

“Are you okay.” Evan asked softly.

“No Im not fucking okay,” Jared snapped, “You’re over here apologizing to me for asking me to do shit that I signed up for. I said I would help you and I did. I tried my best to make it convincing.”

There was a silence between the two as Jared stood up and sighed, running his hand through his hair and stuffing the other into the pocket of his jeans. Slowly he turned to face Evan, still sat on the ground.

“Fuck, I tried. I tried my best not to feel anything for you. I tried to fake it so I could get my car insurance with no attachments. Guess what?,” He chuckled “I failed. I fell for you, I fell so fucking hard for you…and you know the worst part? You didn’t even notice, you were too busy obsessing over your fake relationship with Connor. I can’t even go through my day without thinking about you and your fucking gorgeous blue eyes or the way yo-” He was cut off by the crashing of Evan’s lips onto his own. When Evan pulled away Jared fumbled for words but he was at a lost.

“You’re right. I didn’t notice how you felt towards me, but I did notice how I felt towards you,” Evan smiled and took Jared’s waiting for him to say something, anything. “Jared?”

Jared stared at their hands, it felt as if he was dreaming. He looked up into the baby blues that had so often occupied his thoughts and then down to the lips that had just stolen his breath.

“I love you” he whispered

“What?”

“I love you.” he repeated, this time louder

Evan smiled and pulled the boy in for another kiss, one that was soft and slow. Their lips moved together as if they were kissing away the words that they were too afraid to say. When they pulled apart Evan took Jared’s chin in his hand and tilted his head so that their eyes met.

“I love you too”

(((((That was so gay Fuck)))))

Boyfs: [Takes place in Michael’s basement, 3 months after the Squip™ incident]

“Look out! Zombie!” Jeremy shouted as a pixelated zombie bit the head off of Michael’s player.

“Gah! What’s the point!” Michael huffed, setting his controller on the floor before he stood up and crossed the room to the mini fridge stocked full of Mountain Dew Red (™). He grabbed a bottle and opened it, taking a long drink. “I fucking suck at games anymore.”

He crossed back over and fell into his beanbag chair, leaning his head back and staring at the ceiling. Jeremy paused the game and leaned his head back as well.

“I think you’re good.” He said assuredly

“Really?” Michael said with a little too much hope

“Yeah, really! You’re the best! Way better than I could ever hope to be!” Jeremy praised, throwing his hands into the air as he did.

“Awh, c'mon Jeremy, you’re great! Hell, you’re my idol” The taller boy joked

They continued back and forth like this for a while, every sentence followed by a laugh from the two boys. Suddenly Michael sat up straight and looked over at Jeremy.

“Can we talk about what happened on Halloween”

“Of course,” Jeremy said as he sat up and faced his best friend “Where should we start?”

“How about with the fact that you left me alone at a party full of people that I know so you could go make out with someone who wasn’t even your girlfriend?” Michael asked, with only a hint of judgement in his voice.

“Okay,” the smaller boy said, dragging out the o, “I was really shitty and I couldn’t see past the Squip and its fucked up world view.”

Jeremy sighed and looked around the room.

“I kinda fucked up really bad on the friendship front there. The Squip told me to abandon you and I did, or at least I tried my best not to feel anything for you. Guess what? I failed,” Jeremy confessed, “and that’s kinda why I was able to overthrow it. When I realized how much I love you I pretty much just focused on that and used it to fight my way back.”

Jeremy quickly realized what he had just said and he turned to see Michael, with a face as red as the hoodie he was trying to hide himself in. Jeremy fumbled for anything to say but quickly settled with the truth.

“Heh, I guess I just kinda confessed to you…how about that?” he laughed “uhm well, it’d be really nice if you would say something so I could stop freaking out in my thoughts”

“Uh yeah uh okay,” Michael mumbled, “uh I uh…Fuck”

The two boys realized that they had moved closer to each other and now they were almost touching. Michael reached out with shaky hands and grabbed Jeremy’s, lacing their fingers together.

“Ive kind of been in love with you for…well forever,” Michael chuckled, “and I think that’s why the Squip incident hurt so much. Because I love you more than I ever thought I could love anything or anyone and you just, threw it all away for popularity.”

Jeremy nodded, realizing that nothing he could say would justify it and Michael knew this. He pulled the smaller boy close to his chest and there they sat in silence with their fingers laced together, bodies pressed against one another. Leaving both of the boys feeling secure in the otherwise terrifying world.

(((((Sorry if this one wasn’t as good but I couldn’t have my boys fight and im tired af)))))(((((Also I didn’t proofread any of this I just wrote it and here it is so !!!)))))Edit: I went through and fixed some huge mistakes (like leaving out important words or cues) and it should read smoother now

[jaredkleinmanisanerd]

pls do you can't banish me this is my bed too for kleinsen I would give you a dollar but I have no money

This is the first Kleinsen fic I’ve written, so I’m sorry it’s not very good! Thanks for the prompt!

“You can’t banish me! This is my bed too!”

The fact that Evan doesn’t even look up from his book is atestament to how far they’ve come in their relationship—Evan’s gotten to becomfortable with Jared’s joking, finally realizing that Jared is just anasshole who doesn’t know how to express his emotions like a normal human being.Not an irredeemable prick who gets off on tormenting his boyfriend.

“That’s the rule, Jared. I can’t change the rules.”

“Yes, you can! You made those rules!”

This, at least, draws Evan’s attention away from his bookthat details the strong social bonds between trees, which is a pretty amazingfeat. Evan’s tree obsession hasn’t waned at all in the past few years; it’sactually grown stronger since he signed on to work full time at the nationalpark. So, it suffices to say that getting Evan’s attention away from his newesttree book is pretty impressive. “No, we made and agreed on these rules together.Just because the rules aren’t working for you right now doesn’t mean you get topretend you had nothing to do with them.”

“But—”

“But nothing.” Evan returns his gaze to his book, staunchlyignoring the sad kicked puppy looks Jared is throwing his way. “You can haveone of the pillows and your Harry Potter blanket.”

“Evan, come on, you know I didn’t mean it.”

“You still broke the rule.”

“You do too! All the time! But, do I make you sleep on thecold, unforgiving couch? No, because I’m a fucking awesome boyfriend.”

Evan gently closes his book, setting it on the bedside tablebefore leveling Jared with a disbelieving look. “Name one time I broke a rule.”

Damn it. “Um, Ican’t think of a specific instance right now, but I know you’ve done it beforeand that’s all that matters.”

“You know what I think?”

“Well—”

“I think,” Evan continues, cutting Jared off in a veryun-Evan way. Sure, Evan’s gained more confidence since high school and gotten betterat keeping his anxiety under control, but he still isn’t a very assertiveperson. It’s kind of hot though. “You don’t actually think I’ve ever broken oneof the rules, you just really don’t want to face the consequences of youractions. Which would be breaking another rule. So, you’re banished from the bedand you have to make breakfasttomorrow.”

“Evan.”

“Jared.”

“Evan.”

“Jared.”

“Come on, just let me off this one time. I won’t do itagain, I promise.

“I mean, I probably won’t do it again.

“Okay, I will definitely do it again, but I will apologizeand make you pancakes.

“I won’t, I’m lying, I won’t even feel bad about it.”

“You’re not making me want to un-banish you at all, yourealize that, right?” Evan’s voice is fondly exasperated and Jared can feelthat he’s almost got him to the point that he’ll give up and let Jared back inthe bed. This is a pretty common occurrence—Jared breaks a rule and pisses Evanoff, Evan cites the rules and kicks him out of the bed, Jared apologizes andwhines until Evan lets him back in because Evan’s a sucker for cuddling.

“You realize that you chose to date me despite knowing whatan asshole I am, so honestly, when you think about it, this is all your fault.I mean, you knew I wouldn’t follow any of the rules when we made them, so it’snot really my fault for breaking them.”

“That’s BS.”

“Yes, but you love my BS. My BS is like ninety-five percentof our relationship. My BS contributes more to our day-to-day life than you do.So. Yeah.”

“You’re not going to give up are you.”

“No, I am not.”

“Don’t do it again.”

“I promise I will not make a conscious decision to insulttrees while we’re in bed together for as long as I remember not to do that.”

Evan lets out a long-suffering sigh before throwing back theblanket to let Jared get under it. “You’re an ass.”

“You love my ass.”

“That’s not even—that wasn’t—let’s just. Go to sleep.”

“Are you sure because—”

“Jared.”

“Fine, no, yeah, sleep is good.” Jared moves so he’s half ontop of his boyfriend’s chest, one leg flung over both of Evan’s, feelingtriumphant when Evan moves to wrap his arms around him. See? Total sucker forcuddling.

Evan’s voice is muffled by Jared’s hair, which is currentlyall up in his face. “Stop being so smug.”

“Me? Smug? There’s not an ounce of smugness in my body. I amthe least smug person you will ever meet, I’m—”

“Never mind. I’m tired.” There’s a pause where the room issilent except for the soft whirring of the air conditioner and their breathing.“Also you still owe me pancakes.”

“I will make you tree-shaped pancakes in the morning, youbig baby. Go to sleep. Some of us need our beauty sleep.”

Evan snorts softly, but Jared decides not to call him onthat. It has gotten pretty late and Jared doesn’t have the energy to argue lateinto the night like he used to. He can feel Evan’s breathing level out as hefalls asleep, chest rising and falling in a steady rhythm. Jared snuggles up tohis boyfriend and enjoys the warmth and comfort he provides.

Yeah, this definitely beats sleeping on the couch.