Why Dont We Imagines & preferences

{Sweater} C.B

"Babbbeeeee" you whined as you layed across Corbyn. He was playing fornite with Jack and Zach and you wanted to cuddle, but he wouldn't budge until he got first place. You sprawled out across his lap and looked up at the blonde haired boy. "Babe" you huffed. The other boys chuckled at my actions, thinking I was just a little kid.

"Hmm?" he hummed, not taking his eyes off the screen.

"I want to cuddle" you pleaded. He shook his head, not able to give you even a proper respons.

"Fine" you mumbled, pissed off that a game was more important to your boyfriend than his own girlfriend. "Come find me when you are ready to give me some of your spare time" you growled under your breath. You stood from his lap, pushing oen arm away from the controler so you could walk away.

"Babe?" he whined, you didn't answer, just waved your hand in the air and left to yours and Corbyns shared room.

You cuddled up on the bed and turned on some YouTube. You were cold without your boyfriend and you missed his colone, so you decided to wear one of his sweaters.

You walked over to the closet adn rummaged through the clothes.

"Co-" Jonah started as he walked into the room, "Oh, sorry Y/N, did-" he stopped agian, "are you stealing one of Corbyns hoodies?" he asked, squinting his eyes to get a better look. You had Corbyns hoodie over your head and just simply pulled it down over your body.

"Yeah, so what?" you snarled, not wanting to talk to anyone.

"You know he doesn't like it when people steal his hoodies right?" he asked, raising an eyebrow as he leaned against the door frame.

"He also knows I don't like being ignored. I mean, come one Jonah! I work two seprate jobs so I can pay for collage and my part of the rent, Plus the groceries! I don't have alot of spare time, neither does he, always going on tours and interviews! And he wants to play fortnite all day long! We only rea;;y see each other at night when I come home, which is like ten or eleven o'clock and he is usually sleeping and then I'm off by eight to go back to work!" You ranted on to Jonah for another five minutes without taking another breath.

"That must be a record" he laughed after you were finished talking.  "I'm still gonna tell Corbyn you stole a hoodie because he will acuse one of us for doing it" he started ot walk away, you didn't try to stop him, just rolled your eyes and called out,

"Good luck! He will just ignore you!" Once Jonah left you started to breal down. You had work, the stress of school, and all you ever wanted to do after all of it was cuddle your boyfriend or even talk to your boyfriend and you couldn't.

You walked into the bathroom, not wanting to let Corbyn see you crying as you heard footsteps walking towards the bedroom.

"Babe" an angry Corbyn stormed into the room. You sucked in a shaky breath and let it out before answering.

"In the bathroom" you called when you could trust your voice. You whiped away the remianing tears and let your face restore from dark red to a lighter pink. Your eyes were red and puffy on the other hand, mascara smudged underneath of them. You kept your head down low as you walked out.

"Is that my hoodie?" he asked, even though he already knew it was.

"Yes" I answered, my voice barely a whisper, cracking at the end.

"You know I don't like it when you take my stuff" he whined.

"OH I'm sooo sorry your royal highness" You apologized sarcastically, doing a small curtsey as you rolled my eyes.

"Whats your deal?" He snarled.

"You Corbyn. You are my problem" You snapped. Walking to the dresser to find some pj bottoms.

"What did I do!?" he asked in self defense.

"It's not what you did do Corbyn, it's what you didn't do"  You informed him.

"Which is?" god he was so oblivious sometimes.

"You never want to spend time with me Corbyn!" You yelled. He was takin back by your sudden outburst but you couldn't stay calm.

"What do you mean! We went to Chipotle....uhhh..." he stood there dumbfounded as you stoof there victorious.

"My point exactly. That was fucking two weeks ago Corbyn. Do you realize that I work two seperate jobs and I go to school, PLUS I have a boyfriend and friends? I want to spend my spare time with you when I can Corbyn, you are in a sucessful band, you are always on tour AND you have interviews to go to!  You never even listen to me anymore" tears brimmed your eyes once more so you turned, you didn't want him to know he hurt you this bad, but at the same tmie he should know, " I come home and you are sleeping, i have to get up and leave at eight every damn morning! You never give me a good morning kiss or see me to the door, you never even spend time with me and I'm just tired of being ignored all the damn time. I can't even talk to you anymore Corbyn" You turned to face him with tears rolling down your face.

"Babe, Y/N I had no idea that I was actually being such a shitty boyfriend... I'm so, so sorry I made you feel this way" he replied, still shocked by the sudden realization, he walked up to you and held his arms out. You backed away from him. Not so much as wanting your boyfriend at the moment. He rolled his eyes adn grabbed your wrist, pulling you into his warm embrace, you cried hard as you tired to pull away, you kicked and punched his chest, not hard enough to hurt him because he was still your boyfriend. He never let go, just kept running his hands through your hair, and keeping a tight arm warpped around your back, keeping you against him. Soon you stopped kicking at hitting and just melted into Corbyn.

You pulled away and reached down to the hems of the sweater, starting to take it off. Corbyns hands landed on yours almost instantly, stopping you, "keep it on" he insisted.

You shook your head, "You hate it when peole steal your stuff though Corbs" You replied, starting to take it off agian.

"Nah, besides, I never noticed how cute you look in my clothes" he smiled, wrapping his arms around your back as he gingerly pressed his lips with yours. "I love you Y/N" he mumbled against your lips.

"I love you too" you replied.

"I'm sorry agian for how i acted" he apologized.

"Sorry for not talking about it sooner, and hitting you" he chuckled at your words before taking you both to the bed.

"Netflix?" he asked, laying you down under the covers.

"And cuddle?" you gave him puppy dog eyes and pouted your bottom lip.

"Of course!" Corbyn replied in a sassy are-you-kidding-me tone as he raised a hand to his chest and acted hurt. You laughed as he jumped on the bed right beside you, causing a small squeel to ascape your lips.

He laughed at you before climbing under the fluffy cover, he wrapped his arms around you as your legs tangled together.

You fell asleep an hour later in your boyfriends arms. He chuckled and turned off the TV and gave your forehead a kiss and nuzzled his head in your hair and fell asleep.

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A/N: Sorry for any spelling mistakes.

Idea cedits: MissAlexandria18