Treebros Oneshots

Sweaters

More prompt generators! Also, for some reason when writing the title I had one of those moments where it's like "is sweaters really spelled like that??" Idk I felt the need to share that. And one more thing, I'm so sorry for not updating last week, it was just a super busy week and didn't have time.

The chilly autumn wind brushed past, nipping at everyone who walked outside. Trees started to drop their leaves, leaving them to fall onto the ground, crunching underneath people's feet.

Evan, Connor, Alana, Jared, and Zoe had a plan to meet at a small ice cream shop outside of Ellison State Park and hang out for a bit. School had started about three weeks ago, and they hadn't seen each other outside of school in some time, so they decided that just grabbing a bite to eat and relaxing at someone's house would be the best thing to do.

Pulling into the small parking lot, Connor set his car in park and hopped out, starting to make his way over to a picnic table that he saw the three sitting at.

Attempting to get their attention, he waved his hand and called out their names, earning a sea of turned heads. Smiling, he jogged the rest of the way and sat down in a vacant seat.

"Hey, guys," Connor grinned.

"Oh my fucking god, Hot Topic," Jared laughed, so hard he could barely breathe, "where did you get the sweater from?"

Connor looked down at his outfit. He had on a soft, pastel pink knitted sweater that was perfect for the autumn weather. He didn't understand what was wrong with it, although, anything anyone did could be funny for Jared.

"I got it as a gift like a week ago and I had been waiting to wear it, why? Is there something wrong with it?"

"No, there's nothing wrong with it, I just thought that you had your 'emo stoner theatre kid' reputation to uphold," he smirked.

Zoe playfully slapped him on the side of his head, calling him an asshole after she hit him.

"My gosh, Jared," Alana rolled her eyes, "you can be such a dick sometimes, seriously. Don't listen to him, Connor, I think your sweater is adorable."

"Thanks, 'Lana," Connor smiled, "also, had anyone seen Ev? I thought he was coming too,"

"I'm right heere!" A voice called from behind the table.

The two Murphy siblings spun around in their seats at the sound of the voice, hoping to see who they thought it was. Seeing Evan wave to them, Connor sprung out of his seat and ran up to his lover, calling his name and wrapping his arms around him tightly.

"Hi, love," he planted a kiss on Evan's temple.

"Hey, Connor! Do you like the sweater? I told you that you don't have to wear it,"

"Ev, of course I'm going to wear it, I love it. It's like the comfiest thing I own," Connor smiled.

"Wait, you made that, Evan?" Zoe asked, earning a nod. "Wow, I didn't know you could knit, that's actually really impressive!"

Zoe's compliment caused the very tips of Evan's pale ears to turn pink, making him smile as he looked away from Zoe's gaze.

"Thanks, Zo, my mom taught me how, Dr. Sherman thought it might help with my anxiety. Took me a while to make, although,"

"Still, that's super impressive, I couldn't even do that!" Alana praised the boy.

"Do you guys want to head to A La Mode now that Evan's here?" The group nodded and stood up, turning towards the two lovers.

Connor and Evan laced their chilly hands together and interwove themselves into the group, walking forwards towards the small shack dedicated to frozen treats.

Connor was never particularly a fan of pastel colors, pink especially, but the moment he was handed that sweater, he fell in love with the color, all simply because it was made by the love of his life, and he knew that it took him a while to make.

Anything that was made or even touched by that boy, was pure magic, and Connor would love it no matter what.

Hey humans! I am so so sorry I haven't been updating, last week was insane and Monday was just not a good day. But, I updated! Yay! I hope you all liked this and don't forget, I love you all so much!! ❤️