Safe | Jonah Marais x Corbyn Besson

Chapter 3-Wet Dreams

I whispered in Jonah's ear. We had just woken up, lying naked next to each other breathing heavily.

"I love you Corbyn." Jonah whispered softly into my ear.

It felt nice, like he had just given my ears a trip to heaven. I didn't want him to stop, but it did, because after he confessed his love to me, I woke up. I felt ashamed and embarrassed. I just had a fucking dream that I slept with Jonah. Naked! Who does that? Me apparently, I'm not even gay I swear. Ok, I'll admit, I may have a litttttle gayness in me. Our fans ship me and Daniel a lot, but as a joke (I hope). But I couldn't be gay! I had a girlfriend! After thinking to myself for the next 30 minutes, I shook my head and called myself delusional for imagining that I had slept with Jonah. If anyone found out about my dream, I would be ruined and humiliated forever. I decided to clear my mind, so I took a walk. Halfway through, Jonah called me. I had no idea why, he was mad at me from yesterday for showing his massive schlong to Tate (on accident). He said we were "not on speaking terms" and that he would never talk to me ever again, even  in interviews and on stage. He even said that he might go solo because of me. It kind of hurt, but I knew I messed up. Besides, there's no way that he could avoid me forever. We were in a band, and our fans would catch on to the fact that we haven't interacted. So, after I let the phone ring for a little bit, I picked it up. Jonah immediately started yelling at me, saying that Tate rubbed the picture in his face on their date, and that he was gonna beat me up. But then, his tone softened, and in a barely audible whisper, he said "I forgive you though, you're my favorite in the band anyways". And with that, he hung up. I felt so shocked that I kept running, until eventually I was on the street. All I remember next was the pain from the car, hitting the side of my body, and the sound of my arm breaking.