Lead The Way (Jared Kleinman X Reader)
Warnings: Like one curse word, inferred boner, awkward Jared
Summary: Jared and Y/N have been, unknowingly, crushing on each other for ages. A history project and the upcoming prom helps bring them together.
A/N: I am such Will Roland trash it isn’t funny, so here’s an imagine about the insanely cool Jared Kleinman.
“Evan! Can I talk to you for a second?” I said, jogging up to Evan as he passed me.
“Uh, sure Jared. What do you need?” Evan said and I nodded, dragging him to the side.
“I need some advice on something.” I said and Evan nodded uneasily.
“Ok. What advice do you want?” He asked and I rolled my eyes, an exasperated sigh escaping my mouth.
“Hansen, you ask too many questions. Senior prom is coming up, and I want to ask someone, but I don’t know how.” I muttered, and Evan looked at me quizzically.
“The great Jared Kleinman is finally admitting that he doesn’t know something?” Evan said and I shoved his shoulder.
“Shut up Evan. It’s just, I’m not normally this… invested, in someone.” I said, wringing my hands a little.
“Jared’s in love!” Evan said and I punched him in the shoulder.
“Can you not let China know about my situation? Thanks. Anyway, I don’t know how to ask her out successfully, so I thought maybe you might know something.” I said, pushing my glasses up my nose as I spoke.
“You must be desperate, but I’ll see if I can help. So, who is this mystery woman?” Evan asked, wiggling his eyebrows slightly. I felt my cheeks heat up a little and I averted my gaze to the floor.
“Y/N Y/L/N.” I muttered, and Evan’s eyes widened.
“I definitely can’t blame you. She’s hot.” Evan said and I nodded vigourously.
“I know! It’s just, I really like her, Evan. I don’t wanna screw this up.” I muttered and Evan placed a hand on my shoulder.
“I’ll try and help you. Maybe I can convince Zoe or Alana to give me some information, who knows.” Evan said and I smiled at him gratefully, clapping him on the shoulder.
“Thanks Hansen. I knew I could count on you.” I said, gazing over at Zoe, Y/N and Alana chatting near someone’s locker.
“Come on Jared, we have to get to class. You can stare at Y/N in 6th period if you want.” Evan said cheekily and I glared at him, fighting the urge to punch him.
“Let’s go.” I muttered, dragging Evan by the arm.
“Ugh, Y/N, you’ve got the heart eyes again.” Zoe said as she walked up next to me. I tore my gaze from Evan and Jared and turned to face Zoe.
“So what if I do?” I teased and Zoe rolled her eyes, leaning against her locker.
“It’s annoying the crap out of Alana and I. If I have to hear one more thing about about Jared Kleinman I will slap some sense into you.” Zoe taunted and I let out an annoyed sigh.
“I could say the same thing to you about Evan Hansen.” I said, wiggling my eyebrows. Zoe’s face went pink and I smirked, poking her newly coloured cheek.
“Whatever. Seriously Y/N, you have to go talk to him. Nothing’s going to happen if you just stalk him.” Zoe retorted and I looked over at Jared, deep in conversation with Evan.
“It’s not stalking, it’s observing from afar.” I said, biting my lip as I stared at Jared.
“Snap out of it Y/L/N. You can’t live life with your vision constantly tunnelled on Jared Kleinman.” Zoe said, clicking her fingers in front of my face. I jumped a little and turned around, a sheepish look on my face.
“Hey guys.” Alana said and I waved at her, a smile on my face.
“Hey Alana. Can I ask you something?” Zoe asked and Alana nodded, a curious look on her face.
“Perfect. Is Y/N obsessed with Jared?” Zoe said and I let out a noise of indignation, my jaw dropped.
“100 percent.” Alana responded almost instantly and I let out a huff, crossing my arms over my chest.
“Sorry Y/N, but it’s true. You’re so in love with him it’s not funny.” Alana said, patting my shoulder sympathetically.
“You guys suck.” I muttered and they both laughed at my pain.“We should probably start heading off to class. We definitely don’t want to be late again, because I don’t think Mrs Valdez will buy our ‘we were all sick at the same time’ excuse again.” Alana said and I nodded, sneaking one last glance at Jared.
He pushed his glasses up his nose aggressively and I let out a giggle that didn’t go unnoticed by Zoe.
“Oh god, she’s giggling now! Next thing we know she’ll be full on swooning.” Zoe groaned and I shoved her shoulder lightly.
“Shut up Murphy. Also, you guys can head off early. I’m gonna go get a drink.” I said, waving slightly at the two of them.
“Cool. See you in Spanish.” Alana said, walking off with Zoe. I walked towards the water fountain, but my horrid coordination and inability to look up from the floor made me run into someone.
I let out a curse and began to pick up my books, and I noticed a pair of glasses sitting on my History binder.
“Oh my God, I’m so sorry.” I said, picking up the glasses and looking at the person I ran into.I almost dropped my books when I saw Jared crouching down in front of me, his hair a little messed up and his glasses obviously missing.
“Don’t worry, it, uh, it was my fault.” Jared stammered, running a hand through his hair.
“Oh, these are yours. Here you go.” I said, unfolding the glasses and bravely placing them on his face. His cheeks went a little pink and his eyes widened slightly.
“Oh, um, uh, thanks.” He squeaked out and I giggled, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear.
“Y/N Y/L/N.” I said, sticking my hand out. Jared took my hand and I made a mental note of how well his hand fit in mine.
“Jared Kleinman.” He said softly, shaking my hand. I smiled at him, but my smile quickly disappeared when I saw the time on a clock behind Jared’s head.
“Shit, I can’t be late again. I’m so sorry Jared, I have to go, but it was a pleasure to run into you.” I said, winking at him.
I started to walk off, but I heard him mutter something under his breath that made my heart speed up a little. “Believe me, the pleasure was all mine.”
I rushed off to English faster than I reckon I had ever run, and I got to the classroom just as the bell rang.
“Mr Kleinman, so nice of you to finally join us.” Mr Jacobson said, arching his eyebrows slightly at my lack of response. I quickly sat down next to Evan, who was looking at me quizzically.
“Dude. Where were you?” Evan whispered as we opened up our notebooks.
“I talked to Y/N.” I said and Evan looked at me, his eyebrows raised.
“Nice. How’d it go?” He said and I smiled involuntarily.
“I kinda ran into her, and she picked up my glasses for me.” I said and Evan scoffed a little.
“Seriously Jared.” He mused and I rolled my eyes.
“She put my glasses back on for me. Like, on my face. Evan, her hands are so soft. Like, imagine the softest blanket you own rubbed against your cheek. That’s how it felt!” I exclaimed, trying to desperately keep my voice down. Evan chuckled and I gave him a weird look.
“Jared, you’re as red as a tomato. You are head over heels for her.” He said and I huffed, aggressively copying the notes on the board into my book.
The lesson passed in a blur, as every lesson with Mr Jacobson did, and suddenly I was on my way to History with Evan. The only lesson I shared with Y/N other than Drama.
“I’ll see you after school. Good luck Jared.” Evan said as he walked away to Geography.
“Forest nerd.” I muttered under my breath as I made my way to the History room. I walked in and noticed that Y/N was sitting by herself, fiddling with a strand of hair.
“Mr Kleinman, just sit down next to Miss Y/L/N. I’m sure she doesn’t bite.” Miss Hardy said and I nodded, swallowing nervously as I sat down.
“Hi.” Y/N said and I waved awkwardly at her.
“Hey. I just wanted to say that I’m still very sorry for tackling you in the hallway earlier.” I said and Y/N laughed, the musical sound filling my ears.
“Jesus Jared, I’m not a fragile object. I’m fine. It is nice that you care so much. Most people wouldn’t give a damn, but you do.” Y/N said and I felt my heart flutter a little.
“Now class, for your next assessment task, you will be working on a project on a topic of your choosing. You will also be partnered up with the person you’re sitting next to today.” Miss Hardy said and I felt my eyes widen. This meant that Y/N will possibly be at my house. Jesus Christ.
“You’ll get this lesson to plan and choose your topics.” Miss Hardy said and I nodded, scratching the back of my neck nervously.
“So, partner, what topic do you want to work on?” Y/N said, snapping me out of my trance.
“Well, uh, I definitely don’t want to do American history because they hammer that into us from the time we can read.” I said and Y/N let out a loud laugh.
“Oh my God, that’s exactly what I think. That’s why I’m one of the few people that takes Ancient History.” Y/N said, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. I laughed, resting my chin on my hand.
“So, Egypt, Rome or Greece?” I asked and Y/N paused, biting her lip as she thought. I awkwardly shuffled in my seat, because I happened to find it incredibly attractive when she did that.
I looked at the roof and tried to think of anything other than Y/N biting her lip, but that really didn’t work, so I took my notebook and put it on my lap, attempting to mask the effect Y/N had on me.
“We can do all three.” Y/N said suddenly and I looked at her, letting out a rather high pitched squeak.
“Explain.” I said and Y/N nodded, beginning to speak.
“Well, each ancient civilisation had their own belief system and mythology, that was similar and different to the other civilisations. We can talk about the similarities and differences between the three, and how the beliefs may have continued through today.” Y/N said, speaking animatedly with her hands.
“That sounds perfect.” I said and Y/N smiled, patting my knee gently. I took in a deep breath and covered my mouth.
“Awesome. I should probably get your address because we have to work on this outside of class.” Y/N said, taking her hand off my knee. I was both relieved and disappointed the warmth of Y/N’s hand was gone, but I tried to get my mind off that.
“Oh, uh, sure.” I said, my voice a little higher than usual.
“Cool. I’ll give you mine in case you wanna switch things up a little.” Y/N said, looking over at my desk for a notebook.
“Hey Jared, where’s your notebook gone?” She asked and I internally cursed.
“We can just use yours.” I said and Y/N nodded, writing her address on a slip of paper from her notebook.
“Here you go. I also put my number on there. You know, just in case.” She said and I nodded, taking the paper and putting it in my pocket.
“Ok, that’s enough for today’s lesson. I’ll see you tomorrow!” Miss Hardy said and we both jumped a little, unaware of how quickly the time had passed. I stood up, and the notebook suddenly clattered to the floor.
Everyone turned their heads to me and I picked up the notebook quickly, trying to avoid the stares of the class. I took in a deep breath and turned to Y/N when we were out of the classroom.
“So, um, your house is really close to mine, funnily enough, and I was wondering if you, uh, wanted me to walk you home?” I said and Y/N nodded, her Y/E/C eyes sparkling brightly.
“I’d love that. I’ll just text my mom so she knows I’m not dead.” Y/N said and I chuckled, running a hand through my hair. I quickly pulled out my phone and sent Evan a text.
To: Hansen 👕
I’m walking Y/N home. Don’t wait up for me.
I shoved my phone in my pocket and turned to face Y/N.
“You ready to go?” I asked Y/N and she nodded, slinging her backpack over her shoulder almost effortlessly.
“Lead the way Mr Kleinman.” I shuddered a little at how she said my name, a million thoughts running through my head.
“Then let’s get going Miss Y/L/N.”
I walked out of the school campus, occasionally glancing over at Jared to make sure that this was actually happening.
“So, you have a favourite movie?” Jared asked and I chuckled, glancing at the pavement briefly.
“I’d have to say anything from the Marvel Cinematic Universe except the Incredible Hulk, or Notting Hill.” I said and Jared let out a laugh.
“What? Am I just naturally hilarious?” I said and Jared shook his head, still laughing slightly.
“It’s just, I never expected to hear someone’s favourite movies as Marvel and a Hugh Grant rom-com.” He said and I shoved his shoulder slightly.
“At least you know what Notting Hill is. I usually get a strange look from anyone who isn’t female when I say it.” I said and Jared’s cheeks went a light pink.
“Hugh Grant is a good actor. What else can you say?” Jared muttered and I took a deep breath and slipped my hand into his. Jared stopped for a second and he had an incredulous look on his face.
“I, uh, you, um.” Jared stammered, his face flushed.
“I’m sorry, if you’re uncomfortable I’ll.” I said, but Jared quickly cut me off.
“No, no I’m definitely not uncomfortable. It’s just, uh, unexpected.” Jared said and I gave him a grateful smile.
“I can live with unexpected.” I said, squeezing Jared’s hand gently. We walked along the road that lead to my house in comfortable silence, every now and then one of us squeezing the other’s hand.
“Well, here we are.” I said as we approached my driveway. We turned into it and I could see my mom through the living room windows.
Suddenly my phone rang and I apologised to Jared before pulling it out of my pocket. I groaned when I saw that it was mom calling and I answered it, Jared not letting go of my hand.
“Hello mother. You are aware that I can see you, right?” I said, very unamused.
“That means I can see you too, and I can very clearly see you holding hands with a boy. Who is he?” Mom said and I let out another annoyed groan.
“His name is Jared, and if you weren’t so weird I’d let him in so you can quiz him inside.” I said and I felt Jared squeeze my hand reassuringly.
“Just get inside and let me talk to him.” Mom said and she hung up the phone. I rolled my eyes and put my phone in my pocket, glancing apologetically at Jared.
“Sorry. Mom is being overbearing and would like to meet you. As her only daughter she fusses over me far too much.” I said and Jared let out a soft laugh.
“It’s fine, really. You’ll find I can be very charming.” Jared said, shooting me a sly wink. I rolled my eyes affectionately and we walked up to my front door.
I, reluctantly, dropped Jared’s hand and swung the door open, mom rushing up to us as soon as she heard the door open.
“I’m glad you’re home Y/N. And this must be Jared.” Mom said, turning her gaze to Jared. Jared gave her a half wave and mom shot me an unreadable look.
“Hi Mrs Y/L/N. I’m Jared Kleinman. It’s nice to meet you.” Jared said, stretching his hand out towards my mom.
“It’s nice to meet you Jared.” Mom said, shaking his hand.
“Um, does anyone want a cup of tea or coffee?” I asked and Jared nodded, as did mom.
“How about I make the coffee and you show Jared around?” Mom said and I nodded, taking Jared’s hand.
“Mom likes you!” I whispered and Jared beamed, pressing a brief kiss to my cheek. I felt my cheeks heat up the moment his lips made contact with them, and I missed the contact as soon as his lips were gone.
“I’m sorry, I just.” Jared said and I put my free hand on his shoulder.
“Feel free to do that again if you want to.” I said and Jared’s face went pink.
“So, uh, while we’re here.” Jared said, gesturing to the black and gold expanse of my room.
“I was wondering, if you, uh, maybe wanted to go to prom with me?” Jared asked, rocking back and forth on his heels a little.
“I know it’s not very romantic, but I just.” I cut Jared off by placing my lips on his, a squeak of surprise escaping his mouth.
I closed my eyes and melted into the kiss, taking my hand out of his and wrapping my arms around his neck. Jared tasted sweet, like something I couldn’t quite place, and his lips fit perfectly on mine.
Jared’s hands sat on my waist, and my skin tingled under his touch. We broke apart, panting slightly, and my heart was pounding
“I’ll, uh, take that as a yes.” Jared squeaked out and I nodded, kissing his cheek.
“It’s most certainly a yes.”