#kleinsen

[broadway-heere-i-come]

Evan thinks that Jared is homophobic because of his gay jokes and Jared thinks that Evan is homophobic because he doesn't like his gay jokes

[intricate-ritualz]

hey kleinsen nation (2 people cheer)

[kkachi35]

[arowrath]

happened to my buddy jared kleinman dear evan hansen

[oldschool-analog]

It goes both ways

[pumpkinrootbeer]

i will never recover from the time an actor described Jared's character as "clinging on to Evan the same way Evan clings on to Zoe" or something like that.... I need to eat glass like what the fuck am I supposed to do with that

[emwallas176]

OTP Formula:

Weight of the World on Their Shoulders 🤝 Person Who Knows Them Better Than Anyone

Bonus: anxious 🤝 repressed

[katzdxd]

no one:

kleinsen deniers reading the novel witnessing evan describe how utterly attractive he thinks jared is TWICE (at least):

[nothingunrealistic]

1, kleinsen

1. “I love you, please don’t go.”

“And as soon as the new car gets delivered, the minivan is mine for good.” Jared flops onto his back so that he’s lying across the entire foot of Evan’s bed, legs dangling over the side. “The Jaredmobile is gonna hit these streets harder than —”

“Are you really calling it that?” Evan has ridden in Jared’s mom’s minivan, soon to be Jared’s minivan, and it is mobile, but that’s kind of a low bar. It probably shouldn’t be hitting anything hard.

“Haven’t decided. But I know what bumper sticker is going on there first.” Jared sticks his phone in Evan’s face. “Check it.”

“‘Caution: This vehicle makes frequent stops at your mom’s house.’”

“It’s gonna be true. Especially at your mom’s house.”

“You mean my house?”

“Is your name on the property deed? I don’t think so.” Jared grimaces, wriggles around, and nearly whacks Evan in the face with his phone as he pulls out a mechanical pencil he was lying on. “And when, after I’ve spent another week chauffeuring your sorry ass around, she invites me to stay the night —”

“Mom works nights.”

“— is it gonna be you saying ‘please, I love you, please don’t go’ in the morning?” He rhythmically raps Evan’s knee with the pencil. “I. Don’t. Think. So.”

“You’re gross. And that’s my pencil.”

“Finders keepers, bro.”

“Boys?” Mom knocks on the door and opens it half a second later; in that half second, Jared shoves himself upright and slaps the pencil into Evan’s hand, and something that sounds a lot like Jared’s phone hits the floor. “Everything okay? Is that project coming along?”

“Going great, Mrs. H.,” Jared says, over top of Evan’s “Fine, Mom.”

“Good. That’s good. Well, I’m heading out to work.” She already looks as frazzled as if she just came back from a shift. “There’s money on the table so you two can order dinner. I think Domino’s is doing their half off deal again, but make sure you check. Jared, will your mom be able to pick you up? I’ll be back too late to give you a ride home.” And suddenly Evan is terrified that Jared will say some stupid thing about Mom giving him a ride, and she’ll get mad and tell him to go home now, and Evan will have to finish this English project on his own, and he’ll probably get a terrible grade, and Jared will be mad at him even though it’ll be Jared’s fault in the first place, and —

“Won’t be a problem,” Jared says, perfectly polite.

“Great. Okay. I’ll see you tomorrow, Evan, I love you.”

Mom walks back out, but she doesn’t shut the door, so Evan counts to five before he says, “Thank you for not saying anything weird.”

“To your mom? What, do you think I’m some kind of male chauvinist pig? Thanks for nothing, Billie Jean.”

“Is that what that song’s about?”

“What — no. Never mind.” Jared bends over and retrieves his phone from the floor. “I’m hungry. Let’s get some shitty half-price pizza. Which is a ridiculous deal, by the way.”

“I think it’s a March Madness thing.”

“In April?”

“Maybe it’s an extra-long deal.”

“Madness is right. How much money are we working with here?”

“Probably twenty dollars.” An engine starts outside; Evan shifts over on the bed to look out the window, watching to confirm that it’s Mom’s car, until it turns left and vanishes from sight. “But, uh, when the pizza gets here —”

“Yes, I’ll get the door so you don’t have to have a breakdown about it. Never fear.”

(angst/fluff prompt list)

[theabyssgazesalsointoyou]

+ kleinsen doodle 💙

[crimson-chaser]

Last night I had a dream about Conner Murphy, Evan Hansen, and Jared Kleinman smoking crack cocaine in a basement and they were all boyfriends with each other...

Man my dream have been getting weird as fuck..

[intricate-ritualz]

glasses x no glasses supremacy

[kkachi35]

[flibustedes]

Series of DEH/Kleinsen fanart in my folders, cont’ed

He’s playing a dodie song probably

[oldschool-analog]

THIS SHIT IS MY ROMAN EMPIRE

“Jared and I weren’t the soldiering types, but in a way, we’d been to battle together, and there was no one else besides the two of us who knew the true depths of what we had done.”

“Either way, the takeaway for me was the same: miracle of all miracles, Jared Kleinman had a heart.”

WHAT??? HUH????? VAL EMMICH??? HE WROTE THIS AND THEY *LET* HIM?????? I HAVE MAJOR BEEF WITH THE NOVEL BUT THIS IS THE BEST THING TO COME OUT OF IT