What If?// More WDW BxB: Corbyn-Shots

Day 3| Why Don't We- Fluff

Summary: The boys bake Christmas cookies

Jonah's POV
The wheels of our cart rattled in my ears as I followed behind Daniel and Corbyn, Jack and Zach having disappeared long ago.

" Alright, so, if we're making the dough ourselves, we should get the milk and eggs first," Corbyn mused, staring down at his phone.

" Start from the back and work our way up," Daniel nodded, peeking over the blonde's shoulder.

" Exactly," Corbyn agreed, turning his head to steal a quick kiss on the cheek.

Daniel laughed, giving him an affectionate ass pat in return.

" Where are the toddlers?" I yawned, searching the ice-cream isle when we passed.

" There's no telling," Daniel sighed," they could be half way across the pacific by now."

I laughed, deciding to end my man-hunt.

Zach and Jack would come back when they got hungry, kinda like a wandering cat.

Daniel slipped away to grad a gallon of milk, Corbyn got the eggs, and I left the cart to get butter.

When I returned I found a pint of cookies'n'cream and a bag of Hershey kisses.

I pressed my fingers against my eyes, sighing long and low, suddenly overcome with the worst headache.

" Jack, Zach," I called, knowing they couldn't have gotten far.

" Oh, wow," I heard Jack hum, glancing over to find him beside me.

" How did those get in there?" Zach mused from my other side.

" There's no way of knowing, honestly. But, since they are here, we might as well keep them. Right?"

Jack smiled up to me, big and sweet with shining eyes.

" Absolutely not," I answered curtly, reaching in to place the butter and pick up the contraband.

" Aww, but Jonah," he began to whine, pouting.

" No," I repeated, pushing the sweets into his arms.

" Why don't you love us?" Zach muttered, crossing his arms over his chest, glaring at me.

" Because you two do shit like this," looking him dead in his eye, daring him to tell me no.

" If it had been Corbyn you would've said yes," Jack accused, finally taking the sweets from me.

I nodded, glancing over to were said boy was checking for broken eggs," probably, but then again, Corbyn gives better head than you, doesn't he?" I grinned at his offended gasp.

I watched them sulk away to put the stuff back, still feeling a swell of pride at getting my way so quickly.

" Did you mean that?"

I jumped at the sound of Corbyn's voice, turning around to see him grinning at me, looking far too pleased with himself.

I was tempted to lie and say no. He was already far too cocky about his abilities.

" Of course I did, just don't let it go to your head. We don't need it any bigger than it already is," knocking it to the side gently, making him giggle.

Daniel returned as well, sitting the jug down with a sigh," now what?"

" Powdered sugar, regular sugar, flour, and baking powder," he read off, trailing behind me as I made my way to that isle.