So the chapter got a little too long, anyway, here we go.

Originally I was going to make the transformation need them to take off their clothes, but it is too late now.

I uh, might have let myself go a little, there's an explanation planned for it, but I still feel like I should apologize? Even though I made my reasons for disliking this character clear? Oh well, sorry Jared fans.


8. Μέρος β'

Connor was finally going to do it, he was going to have a conversation with Evan outside of the orchard, away from Tera's ears; and he was going to present all the evidence, and ask Evan what he was hiding, and deal with it however he had to. He would, even if it meant having to explain to Tera why the omega wasn't coming anymore, not that such conversation would be needed because there was no way Evan Hansen was out to hurt them.

Fuck.

Connor took a deep breath, this was bad, this was so, so very bad. He felt almost tempted to just skip, and postpone the inevitable even further, but he had promised Evan, and he didn't want to make him aware that something was wrong; nothing was wrong.

He zooned out throughout breakfast, or tried to as much as he could; not really in the mood to deal with his family when he was trying to find the right way to ask.

It would have to be private, because no matter what Evan's answer was, if he had kept it a secret then there was no way he would confess where others could hear, and Connor needed to know; even if it was something terrible, something that would mean Connor having to keep him away from the nest.

He really hopes it isn't something terrible, because they've spent the last few weeks of summer together, and Tera has obviously grown attached to Evan, especially since Evan had started taking less and less time to relax to the point of indulging Tera's whims , vis a vi acting on his omega side.

Also known as, Connor had left this go for too long, longer than probably healthy, and would have to face the music if it turned out Evan Hansen's secret could be harmful to his own remaining as one.

Connor squeezes the strap of his bag as he makes his way through the hallways; ignoring everyone and everything, until his eyes fix on a scene he wasn't aware he was familiar with. He sees Evan, all but crumpled on himself, as if trying to make himself small enough to disappear, while facing Kleinman who's doing the opposite, trying to grab as much attention as fiscally possible.

Connor's already very existent dislike of Kleinman seems fated to only increase by how noticeably uncomfortable he's making the omega Connor needs to talk to; and it's easy now to notice Evan's discomfort, because Connor has seen him at ease. Kleinman makes a motion towards Evan's cast, still occupied solely by Connor's name - though that might have to do with the fact that it takes up the good majority of it -, with a scornful smile; a look Connor's all too familiar with.

Connor thinks about walking away, now's obviously not the time, but he stops when he overhears.

"So what did you tell him? That you were a canine without specifying on size?"

Evan goes red, shaking his head almost violently.

"What does that have to- have to do with any- anything?"

"Evan, no alpha is actually interested is a fox omega, even if Murphy is bat-shit crazy, the moment he finds out he'll want nothing to do with you"

Connor shouldn't really be surprised, considering Evan told him what his relationship with Jared was really like. Still the tone and the words awaken something in Connor that he'd rather not acknowledge, and the next thing he knows is that he's crossing the rest of the distance towards them.

Evan must hear him or something - maybe sense his eyes on him or some other bullshit - because his head lifts just slightly so and his eyes find Connor; who only stops when he's right in front of them and Jared is gaping at him. He doesn't pay any mind to the other alpha, attention set on Evan who unspools himself in front of him; and is it fair that Connor notices how much more relaxed he looked now? It doesn't seem like it.

"Hey"

"Connor! H-hi… hi Connor"

Yeah, Connor's sudden capability of noticing everything that could raise his hope about Evan was definitely unfair.

"Connor, loving the hair length, very troubled teen chick"

Normally Connor would've snapped at Kleinman for that one, but as it stands the crass words serve to distract him from dangerous musings. He's not prepared for what happens.

"That- that's not nice Jared"

There's an odd almost warm feeling trying to wriggle its way into Connor's chest, he pushes it away as he concentrates on the annoying look on Kleinman's face.

"You know he's a fox right?"

Connor raises an eyebrow at him, because he honestly has no idea what he's trying to get at.

"Oh wow, no, I had no idea"

Out of the corner of his eye he sees Evan hide a smile behind a jolt at the deadpan tone he uses, quickly enough that Connor's sure Kleinman missed it.

"Thought I'd warn you, too small to be of use"

It dawn on Connor like a glass cup crashing against the floor, and his body moves practically on its own as he pins Kleinman to the lockers, hissing in that way too reptilian way he does - how Connor hasn't been caught just for that difference alone is a wonder -, eyes slitting along, as if to complete the picture.

"Listen you insufferable asshole, you leave Hansen the fuck alone, got it?"

Kleinman swallows noticeably and nods face pale; Connor drops him and turns back to Evan, who's just standing there, looking at him.

"Come with me"

Evan nods, face still stuck on an expression Connor doesn't know if he wants to be able to read; he follows him away from there, and that's what matters.