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❝life is the flower for which love is the honey. -victor hugo

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daniel enters his astronomy class, walking over to his shared desk with corbyn. "hey corbs," he greets with a smile. "hey," corbyn replies, watching closely as the brunette sits down. "what are you staring at?" daniel giggles, raising an eyebrow at the older male. "oh nothing, just the pretty view," the faux blonde smirks, crossing his arms on his desk.

daniel chuckles as he shakes his head, "you little flirt." corbyn scoffs, "like you can say anything," he smiles. "true, true."

for the whole lesson the two barley listen to what the teacher has to say, engaging in many conversations together. although corbyn loves this class to bits, he can't do anything but admire the boy sat besides him.

"ok everyone, pick a partner to do this constellation project with. make sure to choose one of the biggest constellations to research and create a poster on! it is due in a month, class dismissed!" both daniel and corbyn look at each other, and immediately know that they are partners. they pack up their things and exit the classroom, walking closely next to each other.

"hey corbs." "yes dani?" corbyn replies as daniel slings his arm over the blonde's shoulders from the side, the two walking through the corridors at a steady speed. "what class have we got now?" the brunette asks with a smile. "music production," corbyn chuckles, "what would you do without me?" "i dunno bean, what would i do without you."

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"can we go to your house, please corbyn!" daniel begs as the two walk out of the school. "fine, but only because you won't stop pestering me," corbyn smiles, "but if we're going to my house, i'm driving," he states with a laugh. "ugh, fine!" daniel says, pushing past corbyn to get to his car.

they walk over to daniel's car, both getting in. "why can't i drive, it's my car," daniel whines as he buckles his seatbelt. "dani, you've literally just got into the car and buckled your seatbelt. couldn't we of had this argument before we got in the car?" corbyn chuckles, watching as his younger friend crosses his arms over his chest. the brunette shrugs, looking at the faux blonde briefly before looking down again.

"if your driving i'm having the aux since your house is like- half an hour away if we go the long way, which i want to go because i want to listen to music," daniel proclaims, plugging the cable into his phone. "alright," corbyn shrugs as he starts driving.

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corbyn opens the door to his bedroom, immediately throwing himself onto his bed. "so, what part of the project should we start on first?" he asks as daniel sits at the end of the bed by his feet. "i dunno, maybe the research?" daniel says, playing with the strings of his hoodie.

"ok then. what constellation should we research, there is hydra, virgo, ursa major, they're just a few of the biggest," corbyn explains sitting up against the headboard of his bed. "i don't know corbyn, your the expert here," daniel laughs, putting his hands up by his head. "alright, since i know quite a lot about it already let's do hydra, the biggest constellation."

daniel nods, "you gonna go and get some paper and stuff to write on?" he asks. "yeah, i'll be back in a minute." the older stands up, walking out of his room to go and get some paper. daniel lays back on corbyn's bed, starring up at the ceiling where many different constellation stickers are spread out. he finds it really interesting how corbyn has such a love for space and stars, it's something that he finds fascinating about the boy.

he feels a small vibration in his back pocket, signalling that he had gotten a text. he takes his phone out of the pocket, reading the name 'mystery boy' on his phone, making him immediately smile.

mystery boy:
just saying a quick hi, since i have to go in a couple minutes anyway.

daniel ♡:
oh hey, how are you?

mystery boy:
i'm good thanks, and i'm sure your doing even better since you spent pretty much the whole day at school with corbyn ;)

daniel ♡:
i did and i'm still with him, we're working on an astronomy project

mystery boy:
i'm going out in a minute, but since you only have eight days left to get to know me just thought i'd say hi before i have to leave.

daniel ♡:
well i hope you have fun wherever your going

mystery boy:
and i hope you have fun with corbyn. tell me if anything happenssss

daniel ♡:
ok, whatever mystery boy.

mystery boy:
i can tell i made you smile then

daniel ♡:
indeed you did

mystery boy:
i'm being serious by the way. if you don't tell me if anything happens i won't be happy! but i have to go so i'll speak to you tomorrow.

daniel ♡:
byeee

mystery boy:
byeee

daniel smiles as he turns off his phone, slotting it back into the pocket it was once in as corbyn re-enters the room. "what's got you all smiley?" corbyn chuckles as he lays the paper down on his desk. "just texting a friend," daniel shrugs. "are you sure it's just a friend?" corbyn teases, a smile growing on his face. "i'm sure," daniel giggles as he sits up.

"are you super-dooper sure?" the older continues, walking up to the brunette. "yes bean, i'm 'super-dooper sure' ok," daniel says looking into the faux blonde's eyes. "your eyes are pretty daniel," corbyn giggles in a childish voice. daniel mentally coos at the boy, grabbing the fabric at the bottom of his hoodie and pulling him on to his lap.

corbyn rests his hands on daniel's chest, continuing to stare deeply into the mass of sparkling, clear blue water laying in his eyes. "your so cute corbear, i just want to hug the life out of you," daniel smiles, prodding corbyn's nose. "hug me then silly," the faux blonde giggles again. daniel doesn't hesitate to wrap his arms around corbyn's torso and lay back with the blonde in his arms. corbyn smiles, resting his hands upon daniel's shoulders and snuggling into the crook of his neck.

"can we just like, stay here for half an hour, and then do the research?" daniel asks, tightening his grip around corbyn's torso. "gladly," corbyn replies, leaving a quick peck on daniel's neck.

[ A/N ]

i. am. soft.

-megan xo

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