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DANIEL LOOKED DOWN AT the boy beside him as the brunette managed to stutter out a small explanation, a blush firing up his soft, pale cheeks, "t-there's this ice cream shop i-i like down the s-street."
"oh, no way. i love ice cream!" daniel made send a bright smile towards the shy boy, gushing happily. "what's your favorite flavor?
"i-i like mint chocolate chip." the boy admittedly shyly, pulling his sleeves over his fingertips. the brunette could sense daniel's upcoming groan, as he perked back up, "and you're not allowed to call it bad!"
daniel deflated, shooting the boy a tired look, "you can't continue lying to yourself, corbyn. we can't keep pretending it's good."
corbyn stopped walking alongside the taller, shooting a glare up at the blonde, "take it back."
daniel shrugged, holding his hands up in surrender, "my hands are tied."
the boy furrowed his eyebrows, his foot lifting up a tiny bit to stomp into the ground, "take it back!"
daniel watched the boy's face burn red, and while the boy couldn't decipher if it was embarrassment or anger, he could find little words to describe how absolutely precious it was.
"okay, okay. maybe mint chocolate chip isn't terrible."
almost immediately, corbyn's frown was wiped into a small smile, his guard removed as he continue walking along daniel. "thank you." corbyn looked up at the blonde with an inquisitive glance, "w-what's your favorite?"
"i like vanilla."
corbyn almost walked away from daniel at that point, glaring up at the boy with a frown, "you're telling me you talked bad about mint chocolate chip when your favorite ice cream flavor is vanilla? really?"
"what's wrong with vanilla?!"
"it's only the most basic flavor. it has no personality."
"it's ice cream, it's not supposed to have personality."
corbyn scanned the boy head to toe, raising an eyebrow challengingly, "well we know what that says about your personality."
daniel scoff, mouth agape in shock as he glanced down at the boy, "you're mean once you break out of your shell."
almost as if a switch was flipped, daniel could see the way corbyn immediately reverted back into the shy, insecure boy he'd encountered mere moments ago. the brunette looking down as he fiddled with his fingers nervously, gnawing a bit on his lip before pulling on the straps of his back. "s-sorry."
daniel almost kicked himself. sure it hadn't taken too much to bring the boy out of his shell, just a small teasing remark about his favorite ice cream. but he could tell it meant a lot to the boy. and with a stupid, blurted out sentence, he'd ruined it in seconds... fuck.
