HONEY. . . besson

𝟎𝟏𝟐: 𝐩𝐞𝐚-𝐬𝐢𝐳𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐢𝐧

🍯- ͙۪۪̥˚┊❛ honey ❜┊˚ ͙۪۪̥◌🍯

BEAUTIFULLY DISPLAYED steak was laid out before honey. she tilted her head up, seeing corbyn take the seat opposite her. it was an hour after corbyn had asked the question. honey decided she wanted to stay in considering she had the ingredients she needed in order to have a steak night to which corbyn suggested in having. so, after having dropped off the lovebirds that were liliana and jonah, honey was welcomed back to corbyn with an extra steak alongside some other types of food for this evening.

her eyes rested on the brunette boy sat opposite her, a small smile on his face when his eyes caught hers. when he realised she was looking, he glanced to his right- avoiding her stare. that made her smile. especially when she saw the slight pink tint appearing on the apple of his drinks.

"nervous are we corbyn?" honey sparked up the conversation. corbyn looked at her, shaking his head at her teasing words. without words, corbyn held up the bottle of red wine to honey. she responded to the non-verbal question with a nod, the red liquid filling up her class.

even though she had asked him a question, silence grew over the two adults. both of them focusing their attention onto the steak dinner corbyn had dished up for them both. honey offered to him. but instead she was met with a shaking head, her being pulled over to the table in the kitchen- so she could still watch him at work.

and if anything drastic happened in the kitchen, she would come to his aid.

but that wasn't needed. as laid before them, was a steak dinner of which could have been mistaken for being professionally done. and it tasted magnificent too. corbyn could tell by the quiet moan coming from honey sat before him. he fidgeted in his seat, his eyes watching her smile as she continued to devour her food.

she could sense him. sense his eyes on her. it was no surprise then when she looked up, eye contact was once again made between the two. so, honey sparked another conversation.

hopefully he would answer this time.

"so what did you want to talk about?" she leaned forward, gently leaning her elbows on the side of the table, her right hand picking up her wine glass. she took a sip, keeping eye contact with corbyn as he finished his mouthful of food.

"do you regret having sex?"

a cough and the widening of her eyes told corbyn enough. she was definitely not expecting that. she placed her wine glass down, coughing some more. corbyn was about to lean over to pat honey's back- when she grabbed her wine glass once more, downing the contents.

"that's one way of stopping yourself from choking." corbyn said with a amused smile. honey rolled her eyes, leaning back on her chair, still holding her empty wine glass. "so do you?"

"why are you even asking me this?" honey furrowed her eyebrows.

"well do you? answer the question."

"why?"

"honey."

"corbyn." she copied, instead in a much more teasing tone compared to corbyn's serious one. she sighed, looking at him in the eye as she leaned back forward. she picked up the wine bottle, pouring herself another glass. with the contents full, she made her hands free, no longer holding another as she gave corbyn her full attention.

"no. no i don't." corbyn was relieved. "now answer my question."

corbyn couldn't help but smile at honey's tone. whenever she would take control of a situation, he couldn't stop himself from wanting to smile every single time.

"well i haven't heard from you."

"i've been busy."

"bullshit." honey raised an eyebrow. corbyn let out another sigh, taking a sip of his water. he was not entirely sure if he was going to drink as of yet, incase he had to play taxi service for the couple who were out. "you've been avoiding me."

"now that," honey pointed at corbyn. "-is bullshit."

"how?" honey shook her head, her tongue poking the side of her mouth. she was holding herself back from saying something. that was clear enough in her behaviour. "i don't understand how i've been avoiding you. i literally texted you this morning."

true. he thought. but it didn't seem right. but he couldn't say that- cause he had no way of proving that.

a sigh came from the girl across from him. her blonde hair hung loosely over her shoulders, covering up her bare shoulders all the way down to her bandeau. she glanced her over as he had walked in earlier and he just stood and observed her. she seemed so comfortable in her clothes. yet she looked so put together at the same time. all the while she looked absolutely stunning in corbyn's eyes.

"look corbyn." he glanced back up at honey, her soothing voice bringing him out of his thoughts. "-you know i do not regret having sex with you. you know that is a fact. like i fucking dragged you to my bed." he nodded with a laugh, earning a smile from her. "-so cough it up- what is going through that pea-sized brain of yours?"

"are you still up for this?" he pointed in between them. honey tilted her head, urging corbyn to go on. "-like i just want to completely make sure you want to do this."

"what fake date to piss off our exes?"

corbyn nodded, honey taking a sip of her wine. corbyn raised an eyebrow at how fast she was drinking, knowing if honey was not careful, she would become intoxicated. very quickly.

"i will happily fake date you. pissing off my cousin and he who shall not be named, i could miss that opportunity." corbyn laughed, lifting up his glass to honey. she clinked their glasses, followed by both of them taking a sip. "cause guess what corbyn?"

"what?" he furrowed his eyebrows, not knowing where honey was heading with this. not to corbyn's surprise, she took another sip of her steak.

"i'm actually starting to very much enjoy your company." she winked, biting her lip to stop her from bursting out laughing at his shocked expression. his mouth hung slightly open, his eyes widened. so to stop her from laughing, honey dug back into her food.

corbyn moved in his seat, stretching his legs out under the table. he too resumed eating his food, stealing a glance at honey every so often.

"in fact." she spoke up again. "it's my auntie's birthday soon- and we're going for a week getaway to the cabins. and you're invited."

"what?" corbyn was shocked once more

"you want to get revenge on my cousin right?" he nodded his head. "well then this is the perfect time to do so." honey smirked, leaning over the table to grab corbyn's hand. she gave it a squeeze before releasing it, leaning back on her chair.

"so what do you say corbyn? fancy taking this fake dating scheme to the next level?"

he nodded his head, the smirk on honeys face increasing. corbyn glanced down at her lips for a second.

"i saw that." honey murmured, corbyn scratching his neck. "so now it's my turn to ask you corbyn- are you sure you want to go through with this?"

"fuck yes."

"good- now help me finish this bottle of wine."

AUTHORS NOTE
hi hi- how is everyone doing? <3
hopefully you like the chapter,
I'm excited for this even more now hehe

remember you are all amazing
ily mwah mwah