Tree Bros, Boyf Riends and Kleisen One Shots

Kleinsen- Japan Is Attacking

Another period story, but with Trans! Jared instead of Evan.

Sorry Jared, but I'm suffering so you will too.

"Holy fucking shit. I'm going to fucking murder myself."

"Please, please don't."

"Please, rip out my intestines. It would be less painful."

"Okay, you're, you're being over dramatic again, Jar-bear." Evan mumbled, pulling Jared closer to his chest. "Is the, is the heating pad helping?"

"Yeah. No yeah, it's fine. And I'm not being dramatic. This shit fucking hurts."

"I'm sorry." Evan placed his head down gently on Jared. "Do you want, do you something, baby? Chocolate, or, or tea, or uh, hot chocolate, or uh, something?"

Jared closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. "Hot chocolate please."

"Of course, Love." Evan gently adjusted Jared so he could escape, and made his way out of the room.

He tried to be as quiet as he could; picking up two mugs and filling them both with milk. While he was warming them up, he got the powder, whipped cream, and cocoa powder. He stopped the timer before it went off, and mixed in the powder. Just as he was about to put the finishing touches on it, a pair of clingy arms wrapped around him.

"Hi baby. I'm, I'm almost done!" Evan turned around, hugging his little baby.

"Taking too long. Bored. Pain." Jared replied in broken sentences.

"I'm sorry love." Evan ran his hands up Jared back soothingly before stopping abruptly. "Are you wearing your binder?"

Jared didn't answer. He nuzzled further into Evans chest, holding him tightly.

"Okay. How about this? Uh, I'll finish making the hot cocoa, and, and you get out of your binder and put on a sports bra? I think I still have a few of yours in my top drawer."

"Kinky. Keeping my sports bras. Such a perv."

"I'm not, no, it was just, Ugh." Jared smiled wide as Evan tried to correct himself but failed. "Just, just grab one of my pajama shirts. Or my sweaters. Nerd."

Jared pretended to act offended before giving Evan a kiss and running upstairs.

Evan rolled his eyes and finished the hot cocoa, making Jared's look extra good.

He carefully made his way upstairs, and gently kicked open his door. Jared laid on his bed in running shorts and one of Evans hoodies. If he didn't know how much pain Jared was in, he would have instantly swooned.

"One hot chocolate for the Mister. Now scoot so I can cuddle you."

Jared smiled pecking Evans lips before moving. He laid back down on Evans lap, pointing the remote back to the tv.

"The office?" Evan asked.

"Duh."

"Fair point." Evan paused a minute before adding. "You, uh, you look... you look really good." When Jared glared at him, he quickly added. "No! No I'm serious. You look really, uh, hot? In my outfits? But uh, yeah. So."

Evan turned away, his face bright red again. Jared lightly pulled Evans head down to kiss him, making the kiss slow and patient.

"Well I'm glad I look hot. Cuz I'm fucking bleeding Niagara Falls for this shit."