#deh request

holy shit these are cute together. I love them.

this is really short and it’s just. just fluff. the fluffiest

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Evan did not sleep well.

It was something Zoe had learned early on; Evan was always just a little too anxious to fall asleep easily. Staying asleep was a whole other beast.

Another thing she learned? Evan was pretty adorable when he was sleepy.

(Not tired; Tired Evan was even more stressed than normal. Tired Evan would be an anxious buzz one moment, practically falling asleep on Zoe the other, and was prone to crying. Sleepy Evan, on the other hand, was all softness and quiet and calm; he’d tug Zoe’s hand close to his heart and press a kiss to her knuckles, or run a hand through her hair absentmindedly, or slip and call her sweetheart like his mother often did, or even just say “Zo’” a million times in a million gentle ways.)

Evan liked coming to the Murphy’s; Zoe knew it was a nice sort of different for him, away from the too empty house he lived in, especially when Heidi was at work or class. So they came to Zoe’s a lot, mostly doing separate things but enjoying the other being there.

One such afternoon, Zoe sat cross legged on her bed, strumming a few quiet chords. Evan had a book cracked open on his lap in Zoe’s desk chair, but he’d been watching her play for the better part of his time there.

She looked up at him while strumming another chord, a small smile set on her face. He smiled back, eyelids dropping a little. His hands twitched slightly where they were resting on his book. Zoe could tell, from the telltale traces of sleeplessness, that he had barely slept the night before.

Zoe set her guitar down gently next to her bed, gesturing for him to come over and join her. As he slowly stood and set his book aside, Zoe studied his fatigued look. He’d been coming to school looking more and more dragged down, which concerned Zoe a little. She wished there was something- anything-she could do to stop him from running himself down.

As Evan stifled a yawn, he sat down next to her, eventually choosing to lie down after a moment of deliberation. He lay his head in her lap a little tentatively, as if wondering if it was okay. She draped one arm over his chest and let the other run through his hair. Almost immediately, Zoe could feel his body relax, normally taut muscles loosening. He wrapped up her hand that was draped over him in his own, kissing the back of it before letting it drop over his chest, their fingers still entwined.

Her heart felt so full it could burst.

“Didn’t sleep well last night?” She murmered, focusing on the rhythm of her hand pushing through his hair. His eyes were already closed, and he hummed noncommittally.

“Mm,” he responded, clearly close to sleep. “S’ too quiet at night. Too still.”

Zoe hmmed back, a short, high note. She lightly scratched his scalp with her fingernails as she brushed through his hair, knowing the pressure helped to ground him. He smiled, the soft, sleepy smile she’d grown familier to seeing. He still held her hand, but his grip loosened slightly. She continued this as Evan’s breathing began to even out, letting the tip of her fingers graze his scalp. Almost absentmindedly, she started humming the same gentle song she’d played earlier on the guitar, letting the sound fill the room in a kind of warm lullaby. This seemed to do it; Evan was out like a light.

As she looked at him, snoring just slightly with his head in her lap, anxiety erased from his face thanks to the peace of sleep, she was filled with pride and a kind of hazy adoration. She could feel his heartbeat against her leg, a steady beat keeping her from floating off entirely. He looked so soft and warm, a tiny, content smile on his lips, still clutching her hand in sleep.

She really was a goner.

She ceased humming for a moment, even though she kept running her hand through his hair, and when he didn’t stir, she leaned quietly to press a feather-light kiss to his forehead.

“I love you,” she whispered to his still form, to his sleepy smile, and gentle snores. It was nice, to get it out in the open, even if he was asleep. It was the right environment. Her words ballooned in the air, filled the warm silence they sat in.

He was out, but in the way his mouth quirked up a little more, hand still gripping hers, she could have sworn an I love you was etched there.

Hi everyone! I am SOOO sorry for how long it took me to get to these requests in my inbox! I’m in college for Musical Theatre, and the end of the semester just got crazy. Now that it’s summer though, I can finally get around to writing!

You guys know the drill! If you’d like a DEH ship, send me in a request with a little bio about yourself, and your sexuality. Thanks for being so understanding!

Requested

- You and Evan are pretty open with one another. Yes you still had disagreements like normal siblings but with what Evan was going through you were just a lot more supportive and understanding of one another. This means that when you first start dating Connor you tell him that you want to bring him over and ask if thats alright as you know that your home is Evan’s safe space where he feels the most comfortable. Evan is fine with this and tries to talk with you about it: “So you - um, you really like this guy - Connor?”. “Yeah I really REALLY like him, Evan”. “As long as he, you know, he makes you happy” Evan would reply with a smile. You’d kiss his cheek and thank him, immediately texting Connor to invite him over. 

- The first time you brought Connor home you thought he might be mean to Evan but he was actually nice to him - well as nice as Connor could be to new people. And now they get along... ok. Connor and Evan definitely ... tolerate each other. 

- In fact if you two were ever chilling at your house you’d invite Evan to come and eat with you or watch a movie. I mean he’d always decline, not comfortable with the idea that you two might get a bit too comfortable, but he’d appreciated the gesture. 

- Sometimes when you weren’t home, you’d tell Connor he could come to your house and stay there until things with his family calm down. Whenever he did he and Evan would just awkwardly talk or stand in silence until Evan made an excuse to get away or you returned home. 

- Evan is very protective brother (even though his anxiety might not make him seem like it) but he’s just protective in his own ways. He’s not going to be the type to threaten Connor not to hurt you. Instead, before your first date he’d drop you off and be like “I can pick you up whenever and don’t, um, don’t do any, you know, anything you’re not comfortable with”.

- Heidi would be a sceptical of Connor at first. “Isn’t he a bit old for you?” “We’re the same age, mom” “Well he’s very tall”. You think it was his hair and nails (and intimidating demeanour) which scared her off a bit, but she comes round to him in the end seeing how happy he makes you. She always tries to leave you a bit more money so you can invite Connor round for take out pizza when she's out at work. 

-  (is it bad that I kind of get Regina George’s mom vibes from Heidi - like only the ‘I’m not just a mom, I'm a cool mom’ and the walking into to the room offering snacks and a condom. No? Just me?? Like maybe she’d walk in on you and Connor getting a bit handsy and be like “Ok, this is a positive thing. Having happy sexual relations is a good thing at your age so just keep doing what you’re doing” rather than scolding you idk)

- If you and Connor ever got in a fight, you just know that Evan would always be there to comfort you. He’d let you cry into him and rant to him and he’d nod supportively and try to help you. 

- Connor has a habit of breaking into your room through the window whenever he gets sick of his parents, but the first time he did it he didn’t know which window was yours and climbed through Evan’s window in the middle of the night. The poor boy nearly had a heart attack thinking that a murderer was climbing into his house. Connor just climbs in, notices Evan, and the two of them just freeze for a moment awkwardly, Connor halfway through the window and Evan half crouching at the end of his bed, until Connor is like “Where’s your umm ... your sisters room?” and Evan replies “Down there” and just points him down the hall. “Uhh thanks” Connor says practically running to your room.

I AM SO SAD WHY DIDN’T THIS POST OH MY GOD NOOOO 

OKAY but this was highkey my favourite one I ever wrote and I am so so so disappointed it never got posted and I didn’t save it anywhere like normal cause I wasn’t on the same device I normally use. wowowow I know you didn’t see the OG but I hope this is the same quality level.

Okay so I ship you with Evan Hansen!!

He thinks you are SOOO Handsome!

Your first date he takes you to go stargazing in a giant open field and brings a ton of blankets to cuddle in. It felt so low pressure and comfortable for both of you that you ended up sitting and talking until almost 2 in the morning when he takes you home.

You are each others BIGGEST cheer leaders ever. You’re playing a video game he knows absolutely nothing about? He cheers you on. You’re both nervous about therapy? You talk it out before and after. He doesn’t want to do a speech? you draw little doodles that say “You’ve got this!” or “I be-leaf in you!”  He’s nervous to drive? You’re there in a heartbeat.

The whole nervous driving HC works out well in your favour because while he’s getting practice to feel more comfortable to drive, you get to be in the passenger seat cheering him on. Having you there always calms him down and makes him drive better.

Also you steal each others sweaters all the time to the point where sometimes you two forget who originally owned the sweaters.

ALL SHIPS TAGGED AS Makennas Ships

Hi Friend!

I ship you with Evan Hansen!

Loving your family? Yes please. He would love your family too!  You know he has a rough time with all his family stuff, so your family always welcomes him in with open arms.

He thinks your ability to play almost every instrument is so cool (as do I) and he gets so excited when you pick up a new one and start playing. He loves watching you play because it is so clear that you’re passionate about it. He loves seeing that love and positivity radiate from you with every note that you play.

Evan would also really really love your hair. He thinks its so pretty and soft, and would play with it to calm himself down some nights while you’re cuddling.

He just thinks you’re the absolute coolest person alive and he loves everything you do.

By far his favourite date with you has been when you took him to see Rent while it was on tour and he cannot stop singing it now. He always hums I’ll cover you to help calm down to get sleepy. It just always reminds him of how he feels for you.

I hope that you enjoy it!!

All my ships are tagged as Makennas Ships

- Connor wasn't a musical theatre person at all - something about all the unrealistic dancing and bursting into song at any moment. He’d complain that “Nobody is that happy, my god” or that “people don’t sing when they’re upset, they break things”. But that didn’t stop you. 

- You could talk for hours about your favourite broadway shows (and you often did) and Connor would listen along because he loved to see how passionate and excited you got about something. He’d not felt excited in years but seeing you bursting with so much happiness made his heart melt, and he could listen to you talk all day. Your happiness is one of the only things that made him happy. 

- But when you wouldn't stop talking about them, Connor would kiss you just to shut you up. “Do you ever stop talking about those fucking musicals?” he’d laugh. 

- You’d always put on cast recordings in his car and he’d roll his eyes but he’d be tapping his fingers to My Shot (and if you left your cd in the car then he might even keep it on when your not there)

- He surprised you with tickets to your favorite show for your birthday. He handed the envelope with the tickets over nervously, scratching his neck as he looked at the ground, “I mean ... I thought we could go together”. You opened them and squealed, wrapped your arms around him and peppering his face with kisses. And he had never smiled so hard. 

- You convince him to listen to the cast recording before you go because you are not having him walk out of the theatre halfway through. He rolls his eyes and  puts his hands up in defeat, but by the time of the show he had secretly listened to it enough times to know the words to a few songs and had actually grown quite fond of it. 

- He loved to see you dancing along to cast albums when you make coffee or prepared dinner, and he thought it was adorable when you would sing them in the shower or just burst into song. 

- You’d always try to get him to sing along with you. You’d stop singing the male vocals and point at him smiling, but he’d just stare at you or laugh so you’d continue to sing every role. You had nearly given up, that was until one day he whispered out “That works for me” at the right moment in Dead Girl Walking. You dropped the spoon you were using to bake, and turned to look at him. His eyes were wide realising what he had just done. “Oh, fuck, I didn’t -” he started. He was cut off by you jumping into his arms and locking his lips with yours. “If I knew it would have gotten that response, I would have done it sooner” he breathed against you lips. “But I am never doing it again - and don’t tell a fucking soul, I’m serious” he warned, but his protests didn’t carry much weight as you dragged him back to your lips.