imagines // w.d.w.

See you later ☆

Corbyn•°•

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   "Wait, what?" Corbyn asks Daniel.

"Corbyn? We're going on tour? Are you okay man, I've told you that like 10 times." Daniel says, laughing at his friend.

"How long is it again?"

"Uh, 6 months."

Corbyn squeezes his eyes shut, trying to comprehend this amazing news.

He was happy, incredibly happy, that he was going on tour with his four best friends, but also incredibly heart broken because he couldn't take you with him.

"Oh my god, how am I going to tell y/n? Last week I called her a jerk in a jokingly way and she started crying, if I tell her I'm leaving for 6 months she's going to be devastated." Corbyn says.

"Do you want us to help you tell her?" Jack asks, rubbing Corbyn's back in a soothing way.

"No, I think I should do this on my own."

Corbyn picks up his phone and dials your number;

"Hello?"

"Hey baby! Uh, I was just wondering if you could stop by my house for a little bit. I have something important to tell you."

"Yeah, of course. I'm on my way."

"Great, see you soon."

Corbyn goes inside his house, since he was standing in the back yard, and waits for you.

About 10 minutes later, you walk into the house, not even knocking because you were dating one of the boys and the rest of them were your best friends.

"Babe?" You call out, searching for Corbyn.

"I'm in here!" Corbyn yells from the kitchen.

"Hi baby." You say, walking over to him and giving him a hug and a kiss. "So, what did you need to tell me?"

"Here, come sit." He leads you over to the kitchen table and grabs your hand. "So, me and the boys were with our manager today, and he was uh, able to set up a tour for the band."

"Corbyn! That's amazing!" You exclaim, throwing your arms around his neck.

"Wait, really? I thought you were going to be upset." Corbyn says, hugging you back.

"Babyboy, this is something you've always wanted to do and there's no way in hell I'd ever hold you back from that. I'll miss you, damn right, but I know you'll be doing what you love. I'll go to as many shows as possible, and hey? It's not a good bye, it's a see you later."

Corbyn looks at you, pure love and compassion in his eyes and engulfs you into another huge hug.

You laugh and hug back, kissing his cheek and jawline.

"When are you leaving?" You ask.

"In about 4 months." Corbyn says.

"Well let's make them count."

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Okay so I was thinking about this earlier, like what if my boyfriend went on tour, and although I'd probably be super upset, this is probably exactly what I'd do ngl.

Sorry for the terrible content, I'm kinda a shitty writer❤