pairing: corbyn x female!reader
triggers: house fires, hospitals, death.
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"mom, dad!" giselle stumbled into corbyn and y/n's bedroom, coughing violently as she shook her parents awake.
"what is it," corbyn mumbled groggily, sitting up as he wiped the sleep out of his eyes.
"the house is on fire." giselle cried, sending a jolt down y/n and corbyn's backs. and that's when they began to smell it.
smoke. thick, grey, firey smoke. the nauseating scent of it entered their lungs at an instant, and corbyn and y/n leaped out of bed.
"y/n! stay here with ellie, i'm going to get justin and alex. wet some towels and hold them over your faces, it'll help keep the smoke out of your system." corbyn called to his wife and daughter, who nodded and immediately ran to the bathroom to retrieve the materials corbyn asked for.
corbyn took in a deep breath, before throwing the door open, immediately being hit with a wave of thick smoke. corbyn let out a cough, waving the smoke away from his face before closing the door behind him and beginning to run towards justin, his oldest son's room.
he sprinted across the hall, passing the balcony that overlooked the entrance to their gorgeous california home, that corbyn and y/n were able to purchase after years of hard work on both their parts. all their hard work, going up in red-hot flames.
corbyn spared a quick glance over the balcony, seeing that most of the first floor had gone up in flames, and the fire was steadily creeping up the stairs. corbyn let out a violent cough once again, trying to rid his system of the toxicity that was entering it, before barging into justin's room.
the fifteen-year old was still asleep, which was no surprise. he took after his father in the "need to sleep 24/7″ department.
"justin! get up right now!" corbyn yelled at his son, shaking his lanky body to rouse the boy out of bed.
"what's going on, is it time for school yet?" justin mumbled groggily, the intensity of the situation him and his family was in clearly not registering in his mind.
"the house is on fire. now get your damn ass up." corbyn growled, throwing the covers off of justin's body.
justin's bright blue eyes widened, and he immediately leaped out of bed.
"what? the house is on fire?" justin's eyes were wild, and he stared at his dad with pleading eyes.
"yes it is. hurry up, so i can get your brother too," corbyn ushered justin to the door, feeling the heat radiate from the other side. corbyn softly cursed under his breath.
he grabbed justin by the shoulders, feeling his son begin to shake and his breathing quicken.
"take a deep breath j, and it'll all be okay." corbyn reassured his clearly anxious kin, before slamming the door open, seeing that the hallway to the master bedroom had still not yet been consumed by the flames.
corbyn and justin sprinted across the hall, flinging the door open to the master bedroom where y/n and giselle were waiting. y/n immediately took justin in her arms, hugging and kissing his forehead and rambling on questions as to his condition.
"i'm going to get alex. the moment i close this door, stuff some wet towels beneath the door. got it?" corbyn breathed out, y/n reaching out and handing corbyn a towel to put over his own face.
"be careful babe, i better be seeing both you and alex back here in the next five minutes okay?" y/n spoke, terror in her eyes. corbyn pressed a swift kiss to her forehead and nodded, before using one hand to press the wet towel up to his face and the other to slam open the door.
