Evan looked at himself in the mirror, admiring the baby blue sundress with sunflowers decorating it. Connor Murphy have it to him as a gift for his birthday, and he was just now trying it on before he went to bed.
He was getting ready to take it off when he noticed movement from outside his window. A young boy with binoculars, staring straight at him. Evan panicked, calling Connor.
"Connor- Connor please come here now- some dude is mast- touching himself and watching me through binoculars- oh god oh god oh-"
"Holy shit, Evan! I'll be there as soon as I can- take deep breaths okay?" Connor replied, hearing Evan's harsh heaves.
"Connor, he's leaving- wait? Are you here that fast?" Evan asked, watching a hidden figure throw rocks up at the boy in the tree. The boy fell backwards, his stripped shirt and blue cardigan ripping on a branch.
"Yeah be right back, gotta kill someone-" Connor hung up, glaring murderously at Jeremy.
"Please don't hurt me!" The boy quivered, wishing his best friend hadn't of ditched him.
"Oh trust me, what I'll do is worse." Connor said, being protective of the smol pure baby, also known as Evan.
"Connor, I'm here okay!" Evan said, huffing, still in his blue dress.
The boy grinned as he looked at Evan, imaging him being his boyfriend.
"Stop looking at him and go home you fucking pervert." Connor spat, pushing Jeremy down with his torn up combat boot.
"Don't hurt him Con." Evan said, not wanting to get in trouble.
"Isn't that Jeremy?!" Connor asked, squinting his eyes.
"Oh my god Jeremy Heere?" Evan was flabbergasted at the fact his crush was jacking off to him.
"Uh, gotta blast!" Jeremy mumbled, running away into he darkness.
"I should've just listened to Michael..." He grumped as he walked the rest of his way home.
