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corbyn besson

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(yuh yuh)

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(yuh yuh)

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"come on, love," corbyn practically dragged you to the booth. "just let me win it for you. you even said you wanted it."

you huffed and looked up at the giant teddy bear overhanging on the edge of the tent. "whatever you want, baby."

corbyn smiled, and your heart instantly melted. even after a year of dating him, he still manages to make you swoon. 

the man running the booth gave corbyn a couple of rings so he could toss them onto the very small throttles. 

"i dont think its possible cor-"

"shh," corbyn put his finger to your lips. "i know what i'm doing."

you giggled and pulled out your phone. you started recording his throws, and captioned the video, "look at my baby go :)"

corbyn failed four times in a row, and your stomach began growling. you noticed a stand nearby which sold funnel cakes. 

"babe?" you mumbled. 

"yes?" he asked, still focused on his throws. 

"i'll be right back," you kissed his cheek and headed for the food booth. 

you waited about 15 minutes for your cake, and when you returned, corbyn was still frustrated at the game. 

"corbyn, baby, it's okay. i dont need that." 

"no, y/n," he mumbled and gave the man more cash. "i'm going to get you that bear."

you sighed and sat on the edge. you started to eat, while corbyn stuck out his tongue to focus. he tossed at least 4 rings before you huffed and grabbed one out of his hand. you tossed it and it ended up on the bottle. the alarm blared signaling a win, and the man walked on the outside of the booth to get you the oversized stuffed animal. 

corbyn stood stunned, while you giggled and sent a wink. 

"how-"

"luck babe," you kissed him. "luck."

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ah look its crap writing agaIN

also new book, instagram out on my page now :)


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