What If?// WDW BxB: Corbyn-Shots

Jarbyn- Fluff

Summary: Jack learns that he isn't the only fan that loves Corbyn

Jack's POV
The brunette giggled as Corbyn pressed soft, sweet pecks to his neck and face. The lovers were cuddling in a hotel bed, the blonde had started his third US tour. Jack didn't usually come on tour with him, but he figured he should go on at least one." Don't you have a show in an hour?" Jack chuckled as Corbyn's kisses finally ceased." An hour and half, but yeah." The pop star shrugged as he rubbed gentle circles into his baby's hips." Then shouldn't you be getting ready?" Despite his words Jack snuggled into Corbyn's chest, not really wanting him to leave." Are you tryna get rid of me?!" The faux blonde gasped, feigning hurt, Jack giggled." Shut up and go get ready." He climbed off of Corbyn's lap, the other stretching as he stood." You should come." He suggested, the curly haired boy shook his head." Come on, Baby. Please." The older pouted as he pulled the younger out of bed and into his arms." You aren't going to take no for an answer, huh?" Jack sighed." Nope." Corbyn grinned, popping the p." Fine, I don't see why not." He gave up, the taller kissing his forehead with a happy smile.

~ Time Skip ~

Jack sat back stage with Corbyn as Jonah preformed. Jonah went on all of the blonde's tours with him. He always preformed before Corbyn at every concert and the fans loved him. If you liked the blonde singer then you liked his best friend, since Jonah was also in basically all of Corbyn's songs. Jonah said goodbye and came back stage." You ready, Corbs?" He questioned as Corbyn looked over to him." Of course, let's do this." He gave Jack a quick kiss on the forehead and did his pre-show ritual with Jonah, before the music for " Trust Fund Baby" began to play. The crowd erupted in screams as the beloved duo ran out. Jack hummed softly to the familiar lyrics, then " Free" played afterwards. A small smile curved the brunette's lips as he was reminded that just 18 months ago he had been in the same spot as all of those fans. He still remembered the tingle left on his chin, the weightlessness of his heart.

~ Time Skip ~

Jack passed the time by scrolling through Instagram. He looked at hundreds of Jarbyn edits and even at some of the old photos Corbyn had posted of the two together. I'm glad his fans love us as much as they do, Jack smiled, reading through some of the comments. A few here and there were negative, but all the positive ones easily drowned them out. The brunette even spent longer than he would like to admit reading a few one shot chapters, some about him and Corbyn, but most were surprisingly about the two famous besties he was touring with. Does it make me arrogant if I like to read stories about myself? Nah, I feel like it's weirder that I like to read stuff about my boyfriend and his best friend fucking. In the end, he was looking at the Jorbyn edits when the boys came back. Jack giggling and smiling at them. Since, he too, found the pair absolutely adorable." What are you so giddy about?" He heard Corbyn chuckle, Jack turned off his phone and laid his head on the arm of the couch, gazing at the blonde who was currently towering over him." Nothing, just some pics on Insta." The curly haired younger answered simply, before poking his lips out slightly. Corbyn leaned down and pressed a short, sweet kiss to them." Think fast, Corbs." Daniel said before throwing a water at the couple, the blue-eyed boy caught it with ease, pulling away from his kiss with Jack." Ha. You're losing your touch, Dani." Corbyn teased, opening and drinking some of the clear liquid. Daniel was also on this tour with them, the pop-star had starting making music at the same time as Jonah and Corbyn, so the trio fed off the success of the others by touring and collabing with each other, bonding in the process. A new ship, Dorbah, was evidence of that. The blonde sat down beside Jack and they just hung out until Eben, Corbyn's tour manager, came over to them." Okay boys, you have a meet and greet in 10." He informed before he left, Jack just got back on his phone, this time with his love leaning over his shoulder. They walked to the area when the 10 minutes were up and Jack walked over to the table in Corbyn's booth and sat down. Looking up at the long line of people, it's going to be a long night.

~ Time Skip ~

Jack finally looked away from his almost dead mobile device, sighing in relief when he saw the last fan walking over to the star. He hugged the long-haired, blonde girl and talked to her a little bit. They were too far away for Jack to hear. He watched as Corbyn's pale eyes widened at her request, it wasn't major, but it was there. He told her something as he looked over at Jack, scratching the back of his neck, he's uncomfortable. He couldn't see the girls face, but he did see the older sigh and nod reluctantly. The blonde female jumped up and down as she squealed in happiness, handing the photographer her phone before returning. Noodles watches as they both lean in, lips far too close for his liking. The camera clicked, Corbyn started to pull away, but the woman leaned in until she had kissed him. The singer's eyes went wide as plates, stunned for a few moments, but pushed her off the second he focused back on the real world." What the hell is wrong with you!?" Corbyn screamed, glaring at the fan." What do you mean? Don't you want me?" The girl popped her bubble gum and twirled a price of hair in her finger. Jack felt his stomach twist at her words." No! Why would you think that?" He questioned, his brows furrowed in ginuane confusion." Well you're bi aren't you?" She asked as if it were obvious." I mean, yeah, but I'm in a relationship." He answered as he looked at Jack, his eyes apologetic and guilty. She followed his gaze and scoffed when she saw him." That?! You're giving up this for that... that thing." She spat, disgusted eyes glaring at Jack, the curly haired boy looked down. Maybe she's right, I am ugly, I don't deserve him. He didn't see the way Corbyn's eyes went dark at the statement, didn't see how red his face got as anger flowed through his body like the blood in his veins." SECURITY!" Corbyn roared, his guards at his side in seconds." Is there a problem Mr. Besson?" One asked." Get her out of here now. I don't ever want to see her here again." He growled." Yes, sir." They grabbed girl under her armpits and carried her away. Pale eyes glaring at her the entire time, when the blonde was out of his sight he walked over to Jack. Chocolate eyes stayed locked on the ground, even as the singer's shadow made his world dark." Baby?" Corbyn called softly, his eyes shone with concern." Y-you don't t-think I'm ugly, right?" The brunette sniffed, finally meeting his boyfriend's eyes." Oh Baby." He whispered, he picked Jack up and placed him on his lap, taking his spot on the chair." Don't listen to her, she's just a jealous bitch. You're so beautiful." Corbyn reassured, Jack sniffed and wiped his eyes." Why would she ever be jealous of me? I'm just some dumb, ugly teenager who got lucky. I don't deserve you." The younger admitted." Don't you ever, say that again, do you understand me?" The shorter looked up in shock, I didn't mean to upset him." I-I didn't-" He started." You are the most amazing person on this green Earth. You're sweet and funny, and so fucking gorgeous. And don't ever let anyone and I mean anyone make you think any differently because anyone with eyes can see how perfect you are. I know how perfect you are and every day I wake up next to you, I'm reminded how lucky I am to have you in my life. Jack Rodert Avery, you're my everything, you're my world and I love you, so, so fucking much that it honestly scares me." Corbyn explained, the curly haired boy was in tears by the end of his little speech." I love you, too, Bean, more than you could ever know." Jack hugged him tightly, burying his head into the side older's neck. He let his mind wonder and thought back to a question he was asked many times. Do you love Corbyn or being with Corbyn Besson? I didn't fall for a superstar. I fell in love with a boy who just so happens to be famous.

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