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Just one shots about the boys. It's not about their friendship, bromance, but about their love for one another. Cause if you don't think they are secretly gay for each other then well, you are missing something
*i don't do smut*
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Ship(s): Jorbyn (Jonah and Corbyn)
Prompt: Jonah and Corbyn have been married for three years now. Believe it or not, they've never had an argument until now. Jonah leaves the house and Corbyn being the over thinker he is, thinks he just lost his husband forever. But Jonah comes back and tells Corbyn that he's here to stay forever
Famous or nah: nah
-Corbyn's POV-
"Jonah I said no," I repeated to my husband of three years.
"Corbyn come on please. I've wanted this. I want to do this with you," Jonah begged, but I couldn't.
"I said no," I told him again, becoming very annoyed with him.
"Corbyn please! It's been three years! I want to start a family with you!" Jonah yelled, causing me to look at me.
"I don't want to! I don't want kids ok! I don't want kids now nor ever!" I yelled at him as he looked at me in shock.
"But I do! You know I want kids. I told you once we got serious! I told you to break it off if you didn't want kids in the future and you said you did! Why lie?!" Yelled Jonah.
"I didn't want to lose you!" I yelled back at him.
"I can't do this right now Corbyn. I want kids. Kids is something I've dreamed of having. And you can get pregnant." Jonah said as he shook his head, grabbing the car keys.
"Jonah," I called out for him as he walked towards the door.
"I need space right now," was the only the thing he said before the door was slammed closed in my door. I slid down the door, tears pouring down my cheeks. I heard him drive away and the sobs came flooding out.
It's not that I don't want kids. I'm scared. I have a big secret I never told Jonah. It's been tearing me apart.
-5 years ago-
"Mr. Besson, congratulations! You're pregnant!" The doctor cheered as my breath hitched. No! This can't be happening. Not with him. I can't have a kid with Chris!
"Thank you," I told the doctor and plastered a fake smile on my face.
After about 35 minutes later, I arrived at my shared apartment with Chris. I opened the door and was met with an angry looking Chris.
"Where have you been?!" He screamed at me.
"I went to the store," I told him as I looked down.
"Don't lie to me Corbyn! Where you cheating?!" He seethed at me.
"N-no," I stuttered, becoming very scared of this Chris.
