Jarbyn with Zaniel and Jeben

20

Nobody's POV

Corbyn was walking back to his room, having just finished his Calculus test. He was done a hour early and just turned it in, leaving. He knew Jack was just getting out of his class and was most likely heading to the library or already there. Corbyn grinned, changing his course to head there instead of his room. 

Corbyn makes it to the library ten minutes later and begins walking up the four flights of stairs. Jack loved being at the very top floor all the way in the back, pretty much no one went there and so it was always quiet and helped Jack focus. Corbyn just made it to the top floor and was heading to the back when he heard voices. 

"Really Jack, you are just going to ignore me now." A voice that sounded very familiar spoke out, Corbyn just couldn't place it yet. 

"We never use to talk or interact anyway. The only reason we talked was when I asked you to tutor me that one time." Corbyn hears Jack say. 

Corbyn's blue eyes widened in realization. It was fucking Frost there with Jack. No! Frost needed to get the fuck away right now! Corbyn walks faster to the back of the library, pretty much sprinting. 

"Come on Jack, I know you like me." Frost says, a wink of his green eye and a big smirk on his face. 

Jack rolls his eyes, frown deep on his pretty lips. "No, I don't." 

Frost seems to growl. "What and you like that sleazebag Besson?"  

Jack crosses his arms a hard glare in his eyes. "Yeah...maybe I do." Jack gets out, a soft pink blush spreading across face. 

Corbyn freezes, mouth parting open in a gasp. Jack liked him back!? Corbyn's heart seems to melt at that information and a big uncontrollable smile spreads across his face. All this time he thought he had absolutely no chance with Jack but it turned out him liked him back! Corbyn had a chance! I can't blow this. Corbyn thinks, vowing to never hurt Jack and ruin his chances with the nerd.  

Frost laughs, running his hand through his hair. "Oh come on! Seriously. I am a million times better than he could ever be. Let me show you what a good time is." Frost says, nasty grin on his face, eye-fucking Jack. 

Corbyn frowns and continues towards them. I have to get Frost away from Jack. Jack leans further away from Frost, clearly uncomfortable. 

"Naw, I'm good, thanks." 

"You will like it, trust me." Frost says, leaning closer to him, his hand coming up to hold Jack's chin, forcing him to hold eye contact with him. 

Jack slaps Frost's hand away, a sneer on his face. "Get the hell away from me." Jack then begins to gather all his books up, putting them back in his backpack and trying to walk away from Frost. Corbyn smiles at the sight. Ha! Take that Frost. Jack was mine! Okay not yet...but hopefully soon. 

Frost snarls, angered and jumps up from his seat, quickly crossing the short distance Jack put between them and shoves him against the wall. That was the final straw for Corbyn who marches up to them. Corbyn shoves Frost off Jack, Jack letting out a sigh in relief. 

"He doesn't fucking like you Frost. You aren't getting him to add to your little body count." Corbyn says, voice dark. 

"I always get them in the end." Frost says. 

"Not this time." Corbyn says, shoving Frost even further away from Jack and himself. 

Frost doesn't like that and walks closer, shoving Corbyn in return. The shoves quickly turning into fists, punches thrown left and right. Frost, being on the baseball team, hit the gym often to stay in shape, but Corbyn, as Jack certainly knew, stayed in shape as well. They were pretty evenly matched but soon Corbyn delivered an upper cut to Frost's gut, knocking the air out of him and definitely bruising something internal. 

Frost gasped, panting and trying to suck in the loss of air. He groans before shakes his head, throwing one least glaze at Jack, before settling his sights on Corbyn. "Th-this isn't o-over." He groaned and panted out. 

Corbyn smirked. "Looks like it is." 

With that said, Frost leaves the library, causing Corbyn to relax. 

"I don't think Mrs. Brown is going to like that you got into a fight at the library." Jack says a small smile on his face. 

"That's if she finds out about it," Corbyn says, throwing a wink in at Jack, "plus I feel like she would understand this one." 

"Yeah, you're probably right. Thanks." Jack says, smiling brightly now. 

"No problem, I knew you would be at the library and wanted to swing by, but then I heard Frost." Corbyn explains. 

Jack's smile falls, a panicked look appearing in his eyes. "You heard us talking?" 

"Yep." Corbyn says popping the 'p'. 

"How much of it!?" Jack asked frantically, scared his secret crush was out. 

Corbyn laughs. "Not much, just the end pretty much." 

Jack slumps in relief, a sigh from deep within coming out. "Oh good." 

"Oh and Jack." Corbyn says smirking, a mischievous look shining in his eyes. 

Jack looks up, eyes narrowed in suspicion. "What?"

"I like you too." Corbyn admits, just laying it out there in the open.