Jarbyn One Shots

Online Dating (Part 11)

Continuation of my Jarbyn one shot "Online Dating". Read it 😀.

Nobody's POV :-
For the past two weeks now, Corbyn and Jack have been hanging out with each other either at Jack's house or Corbyn's. Corbyn's was a slightly smaller compared to Jack's but it had a homey, warm feeling to it and so the two hung out there more often than the other one. In fact when Jack had first seen the house, he was left in awe, saying a few minutes later that it was the most homey home he had ever seen. Corbyn had just smiled and lead him in.

Over the week, Jack had visited alot but Corbyn could see that he still was not fully comfortable and kept his distance probably being conscious of what happened the last time they were too close. He knew the younger was thinking about too much and he wanted to help him badly but he had to wait. He didn't want to scare the other away.

Some days they had movie nights with Olivia when the teenager was home or she didn't have a school night.

Currently Corbyn was sitting in his room, doing his work while thinking about Jack. He knew he was totally whipped for the other man and could never stop thinking about him. He sighed happily as he continued his work. He knew Jack still needed time but he had felt the other get comfortable with him over the last two weeks and even Olivia liked him. He was pretty sure he had a chance with Jack.

Today him and Jack had meant to hang out but due to their works, they didn't have time today. He still decided to call the younger when he went to bed so he wouldn't miss him too much all night. He was just finishing work when he heard the doorbell ring. He cocked his head to the side, confused. Who would be here at this hour? It was too late and beside it was raining heavily. Who was it?

He cleaned up his stuff and headed out of his room. He padded down the stairs as the doorbell rang again. He frowned. Seemed like the person had an urgency.

He peeped through the hole as he reached the door and saw the person who was standing on the other side. His eyes widened comically and he immediately whipped the door open. There stood Jack with blood shot eyes, messy hair and completely soaked clothes.

"Corbyn", he managed to sob out as soon as he saw the older.

"Hey", Corbyn said softly as he pulled Jack inside before he got a nasty cold."What are you doing here?".

The younger just looked at him blankly. Corbyn could tell he was clearly drunk and probably had no idea what was happening.

"Okay. Let's get you changed", he said and lead the older upstairs. He rummaged through his closet and gave the younger the clothes that wouldn't look too big on him.

He lead the younger to the bathroom and left him to get changed. Five minutes later, he came back and saw that the younger had changed and thrown his soaked clothes in the laundry hamper.

The older lead the younger to the guest bedroom and got him in the bed then turned around to go when Jack caught his wrist.

"Don't leave", the younger said, looking at him through hooded eyes as he turned around to see him.

Jack looked so vulnerable in that moment that Corbyn almost didn't have the heart to tell him no.

But he sighed and somehow managed.

"Go to sleep Jack. I'll see you in the morning", he said and moved towards the door but two strong arms wrapped around him, stopping him from moving. He was suddenly surprised, even while drunk Jack was strong.

"Jack", he mumbled out but the younger just pulled him closer.

He pulled away and turned around, pushing the younger gently to lie down again. As he did so, suddenly him and Jack were a bit too close. He immediately moved back but Jack stopped him by wrapping his arms around his neck, pulling him close.

"Kiss me", the younger whispered and Corbyn startled by the way the two were now so close. His eyes moved to Jack's lips and he almost couldn't resist kissing him.

"Come on", Jack whispered and his hot breath hit Corbyn, causing him to regain his senses and pull back, getting up as he smelt the alcohol on Jack's breath.

"I'm sorry Jack. But you're clearly drunk. You wouldn't want it to be this way if you were sober", Corbyn said.

"But I want this", Jack mumbled out, tears forming in his eyes."Don't leave me".

"Hey. I'm not leaving you", Corbyn said, kneeling down again but this time kept his distance."I'll be in the next room. We'll just...talk in the morning, okay? When you're sober. Goodnight".

And with that Corbyn left the room and shut the door behind him, leaning against it. He could hear Jack's sniffles that were coming from inside and felt his heart clench. But he couldn't go in again or this time he knew he wouldn't be able to control himself. Jack already looked so beautiful with his clothes on that he had barely resisted the urge to pin him down and kiss him senseless but he had to wait. Wait for Jack's consent before doing something like that.

He sighed once again as he headed to his room. He removed his clothes, leaving him just in boxers and got in the bed, exhaling as he closed his eyes and finally fell asleep.

A/N:- Hi guys. I hope you like this part. And Thank you for reading. Have a good day or night and Stay Blessed 😀💟. Love you guys :).