december 1st
corbyn was sad.
and it was december first. which sucks, because corbyn loves december. he had a perfect reason to be sad, too. he had a few reasons to be sad, actually. the first one being, he was tired. and that's a pretty good excuse to be sad. he was tired of staying in his house all day, tired of the internet, tired of life. the second one being all airlines were shut down from LA to his home state due to snow, so he couldn't see his family. and yeah, his mom and siblings live in LA with him, but he wants to see his grandmother. and lastly, daniel, his boyfriend, is in another state. which sucks.
so he's sad.
he hasn't seen daniel in almost a month, and he was kind of going crazy.
jonah and eben have tried cheering him up, either with cuddles, movies or food, none of which are remotely helping. except the cuddles.
"why don't you go outside with jonah and eben, bug. can't hurt, can it?"
"i'm good." corbyn whispered. "when are you coming home?"
"actually, i'll be home friday. i'm gonna drive, so-"
"too dangerous." corbyn shook his head. he desperately wants daniel home, but he doesn't want him dead. "just... i'll be fine. you go spend time with your family."
"corbyn-"
"for real, daniel. i'm gonna be fine. i got jo and eben." he gave daniel a small smile. "i'll just steal all your hoodies. it's fine."
corbyn heard keri call for daniel. "i have to go, bug. i'll call you as soon as i can. i love you."
"i love you too, d."
when they hung up, corbyn went downstairs where jonah and eben were. they were both watching some christmas movie on the couch. jonah had a mug of coffee in one hand, the other holding his phone. eben had one arm stretched on the back of the couch, so corbyn sat beside eben, curling up into his side. "what's this?"
"a christmas story." eben replied, starting to play with corbyn's brown hair. "how's daniel?"
"he's fine. he was going to drive down here on friday but it's storming over there so i told him not to."
"that sucks. i'm sorry corbs."
corbyn didn't reply. he just let eben hold him.
jonah, however, stood up. "come on, corbyn. let's get some stuff for cookies."
"i'm comfortable." he whined, really not in the mood to get up again.
"daniel said," corbyn groaned, hiding his face against eben's shoulder. "and i quote, 'corbyn's sad, and nobody wants a sad corbyn, so would you be a gem and make cookies with him.'" jonah read aloud from his phone. "so get up because we're getting cookies."
"eben, control your boyfriend."
eben snorted. "we're not dating."
"not you lying during the holidays! foreshame!" corbyn gasped, letting jonah grab his wrist and pull him up onto his feet.
"you wish you were dating me, e." jonah glared, and stomped away with corbyn. the younger boy raised his eyebrow.
"sexual tension is strong mister marais."
jonah gave him a look while he put his shoes on. "sexual tension?"
"you know, you guys want to fuck but holding-"
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jonah looked away, a light blush on his cheeks. "there is no sexual tension between eben and i. we're friends. best friends. roomates-"
corbyn gasped. "so they were roomates!"
jonah gave him another confused look.
corbyn stared up at him, scoffed and stood up from the steps. "fucking boomer."
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"i'm just saying. y'all eye fuck all the time. you're telling me you've never fucked?" corbyn stated, fixing his face mask since it was loose on him. he threw his hoodie over his head, and relaxed back against the cart.
"nope." jonah threw some flour in the cart, and corbyn pushed it along slowly. "don't you and daniel eye fuck all the time?"
"yes." corbyn nodded his head. "but we've been dating for almost a year and a half." he grabbed some sugar, and moved along. "it's excusable."
jonah rolled his eyes. he walked around trader joes, grabbing not only things for the cookies, but also things they needed for the house. "still doesn't mean we've fucked, corbyn. it's eben. he's straight."
"and you know this for a fact?"
jonah clenched his jaw, shaking his head. "whatever. when's daniel coming back?"
"dunno." corbyn picked at his nails. "stop trying to change the topic."
"i'm not changing the topic. i just wanna know when he's coming back so you can leave me alone."
corbyn kicked his shin.
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"i'm going over to zoe's house." eben said when they got home. corbyn put the bags in his hands on the table, and gave him a smile.
"okay." he took the things out of the plastic. "use protection."
"we're just friends, corbyn." he rolled his eyes, tying his shoes.
"i've been hearing that a lot today." he said in a singsong voice, earning a pinch from jonah.
"have fun, e." he gave a forced smile. eben looked between the two, his eyes narrowing slightly.
"...yeah. i'll be home late." he stood up, looking at jonah. "um.. see you guys later."
he rushed out of the house, giving zach and jack a quick 'hello' before jumping in his car and driving off. zach and jack shared a look.
"why did eben look like he just got caught doing the deed?" zach questioned, walking into the kitchen where jonah and corbyn were.
"because there is some tension between jeben right now." corbyn pulled himself up on the counter. jonah stayed quiet.
"oh. more?" jack asked, standing between corbyn's legs, letting the older boy hold him.
"there is no tension." jonah pulled out the mixer. "someone facetime daniel."
"keep telling yourself that, jo." corbyn snorted, pulling his phone out. jonah grumbled, saying something under his breath.
"hey bug." daniel said as soon as he picked up the phone.
"we're making cookies, jonah's being pouty and now we're facetiming you."
"oooo why is jonah pouting?"
"i am not pouting!" jonah called out from the living room. he was turning on some music from their television. corbyn rolled his eyes, letting go of jack.
"eben's at zoe's house." corbyn said, setting up the phone so it was propped up on the counter. he fixed his hair, rolling his eyes again when daniel took a photo. "rude."
"zoe? aw she's sweet. but jo, she's also dating savannah, so even if eben was into her, he'd have no chance. because she's a raging homosexual, much like you."
jonah stayed quiet from the living room, tossing the remote on the couch once christmas music was playing. zach snickered. "come on jonah, don't be a grump. we're making cookies, and we need you to be happy."
"i'm not a grump."
jack gave him a look, and opened his arms. "c'mere."
jonah walked back over to the kitchen, and to the counter where jack was seated, walking into his arms.
"well ain't that wholesome."
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[a/n]
the chapters are gonna get better lol
and there is absolutely no plot for this story, it's just dorbyn being cute til christmas
