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Idiot - CB

{ Plot - Yourself and Corbyn are close friends but recently he has been acting strange and distant so you confront him }

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Third person POV:

Recently, not only has Corbyn been moody with you but he's also been quite distant.
Normally yourself and Corbyn were the best of friends, like you were with all of the why don't we boys.
They were often at your apartment for movie nights and you loved watching them record in the studio.
But, for the last couple of weeks, something has felt strange.
And it's because of Corbyn's aura.

You were sat on your bed, thinking about Corbyn's behaviour.
The more you thought about how he acted towards you, the more angry it made you feel.
So, you decided to finally confront him about his attitude.
You storm out of your house with nothing but yourself as it begins to heavily rain.

Earlier that day...
"Hey guys!" you say enthusiastically as you walk into Daniel's house. Daniel, Jack, Zach and Jonah say hello as they are sat on the couch.
Corbyn is there too, sat on the far end of the couch, but he didn't reply.
You tilt your head to ask again, "hey Corbyn" with a smile.
He replies with a "hi" in a monotone voice.
You give Daniel a confused look to which he just shrugs.

You decide to ignore it and sit on the couch between Corbyn and Zach.
"So, what's the plan?" You ask on the edge of the couch, looking away from Corbyn and towards the others.
"Well, I'm quite hungry so I could go for some food" Jack says.
"Oo, can we please get chipotle?" Zach asks excitedly.
"Sure" Jonah says.
"Sounds good to me" I reply.
"I'm going to the toilet and then we can leave" Daniel says before leaving the room.

As Daniel is in the toilet, Zach and Jack are playing fortnite on the tv as Jonah watches.
Meanwhile, you are sat next to an awfully quite Corbyn, who's head is stuck in his phone.
"Hey, are you okay?" You whisper to him.
"I'm fine" he says, not looking up from his phone.
You put your hand on his knee and he jumps a little before looking at it.
"Are you sure?" You ask sympathetically.
"I said I'm fine, y/n" he says sternly as he pushes your hand away.
"Corbyn"
"Leave me alone" he says as he jolts up from the couch and heads to the kitchen where his head is quickly back in his phone.

"What's up with him?" You ask Zach.
"No idea, he was alright a couple of minutes ago."
Now you thought he was acting this way because of you.
You walk up to him to ask him how he felt again.
But as you walk towards him, he speaks "y/n I swear to god if you ask me if I'm okay again, I'm going to scream."
And with that, you left.

Back to the evening:

You were now soaking wet, the rain dripping from your face.
Suddenly, you found yourself outside of Corbyn's apartment door. You knock on the door before ringing out your soaking wet hair.
Corbyn opens it and is surprised to see you stood there at 9pm, soaking wet.
"Y/n... w-what are you doing here?" he stutters.
"We need to talk" you say seriously and storm past him, through the door.
"Are you okay? Can I get you a towel to dry with?" Corbyn asks sympathetically.

"Oh, look who finally decided show up" you begin.
Corbyn looks at you confused, "who?"
"The usual, nice Corbyn" you reply simply.
Corbyn rolls his eyes.
"What are you talking about?"
"You. You've been off with me lately."
"No I haven't" Corbyn says defensively.
"Yes you have."

Corbyn ignores your accusations and walks to the bathroom to get you a towel.
You follow him and stand against the doorframe with your arms crossed.
"You've been ignoring me and when you don't, you just snap at me."
Corbyn sighs, "just take this" he hands you a fluffy, white bath towel.
"Thanks"
You grab it and put it around your body.
Corbyn doesn't say anything and walks past you and into the kitchen.
"Corbyn, just tell me what's wrong"
"Nothing is wrong, y/n" he replies slightly annoyed as he puts the kettle on.
"Hot chocolate?" he asks as he leans against the counter.
You become more annoyed at his dysfunctional behaviour.
"I don't want stupid hot chocolate, I want to know why my best friend is acting like a jerk."
"Woah, hot chocolate is not stupid."
You roll your eyes at his childish response.

The kettle on the stove begins to whistle louder.
"Corbyn, what's bothering you?" You ask, putting the towel on the island beside you.
"Nothing is bothering me, okay?" He speaks and slowly walks towards you.
"There's obviously something"
"There's not" he shouts sternly.
"Just tell me what it is" you shout.
The argument is heated, the sound of the kettle whistling takes over the whole room.
"Tell me" you repeat.
"It's you."
"Me?! What have I done?" You shout, confused.
"I'm in love with you, idiot." Corbyn shouts.
The kettle stops whistling.
You both stand there gobsmacked at Corbyn's words.
"I- I didn't mean to say it like that, I- I'm sorry for shouting, I shouldn't have been mean to you... I-" Corbyn rambles until you interrupt him by putting your hand sideways across his lips.
It's quiet whilst you both stare into each other's eyes.
"Hmm?" He tries to mumble through your hand.
You start to grin and shake your head.
"Just shut up and kiss me, idiot" you say and remove your hand from his mouth.
Corbyn raises his eyebrow before slowly moving a strand of your wet hair from your face.
You're impatient so you softly but quickly cup his face in both of your hands and passionately kiss him.
He passionately kisses you back.

You pull away and quickly say "I'm in love with you too."
You both chuckle before smiling whilst you lean in for another kiss.

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AN: I personally loved this one!

TGTATBO vinyl that I pre-ordered came back today and I'm in love! :)

Happy Pride Month lovelies! 🏳️‍🌈 <3

Published: 4th of June 2021