What If?// WDW BxB: Corbyn-Shots

Taken: Darbyn- Fluff

Summary: Corbyn gets kidnapped

Corbyn's POV
Everything was black and oxygen seemed limited as a 16-year-old blonde boy sat in a chair, his hands tied behind his back. His feet weren't bound to the chair in which he sat, but he was too scared to move, he was literally petrified. He couldn't see a damn thing and he was somewhere unfamiliar, he could barely recall how he got here. One minute he was doing his morning run, next he was being thrown in the back of a van with a bag over his head. A door opened and firm footsteps could be heard, he began to shake, a muffled whimper escaping. That was basically the only nose he could make with the ball-gag in his mouth. The sack was pulled off of his head, only to reveal that he had on a blindfold as well. Then what the hell was the purpose of the bag! I could barely breathe! Despite his fear, Corbyn was just as logical as his best friend constantly teased him about." I'm going to take the gag out now. We're in the middle of nowhere, no one will hear you scream. So, be a good boy and keep quiet." The voice wasn't deep, which was already a relief, it also wasn't very scary. He nodded his head and felt hands on the back of his cranium as the man unhooked the gag. Corbyn let out a soft breath through his mouth, happy to finally have it free. His blindfold was then untied, the first thing he saw was a pair deep, ocean blue eyes. They're kinda pretty, the owner of the eyes stepped back and Corbyn looked over his full body. He was taller than the blonde boy with dark brown hair, that was curled up and over. His skin was pale, but not sickly, he had a slightly cleft chin and medium sized lips. Why am I looking at his lips? The faux blonde jumped when a second man came into his view, he heard the first chuckle softly. Where the hell did he come from? The other male looked nothing like the blue-eyed one. For starters, he didn't have blue eyes instead his orbs were a warm, bold melted chocolate color. They made the kidnapped boy fell much safer than the other's pools of blue. He had a head of thick, long curls done in a way similar to a fringe, random curly locks were dyed a paler shade, but his hair was mostly a soft drown. He had a nose ring and quite a few tattoos, he looked about the same height as the blonde, maybe slightly taller. His lips were plumper than the taller brunette, but still not too big. The older males sat in two chairs, both facing the highschooler, their studying eyes making his skin heat up." Well, let's start off with introductions. I'm Daniel and this is my husband, Jack." The blue-eyed man, Daniel, started." But you'll be calling us daddy from this point forward, understand?" Jack asked, Corbyn nodded, the two older men stared at him expectantly. Why are they looking at me like that? Oh." My n-names C-Corbyn." He stuttered softly." Corbyn, it's cute. I think it fits you." Jack admitted as he looked him up and down, the frosted blonde felt his cheeks warm when Jack tucked his lip between his teeth. He looked down and saw that he was still in his jogging outfit. His arms exposed in the tank top and his baggy joggers left a lot to be desired, he's probably undressing me. Corbyn realized." We have plenty of rules teach you, but since it's your first day we'll be more lenient. We won't really start punishing you until the second week, okay?" Daniel explained, once again Corbyn simply nodded. He swore he saw Jack's eye twitch." That's one thing we won't let go or at least I won't let go. You answer in words, no nods, no hand gestures. None of that, got it?" His voice was laced with irritation, his eyes set in a soft glare." Yes, daddy, I'm sorry." Corbyn whimpered, looking away. The younger had never been the most... uh, dominate of people." It's alright, just don't do it again. Now come on, we'll show you around the house." Jack's voice returned to its original tone as he stood and untied Corbyn's wrist. He hissed softly, rubbing his sore, which consented of a deep ring of raw skin. He felt gentle fingertips brush over the scars as Jack looked over them." Sorry, I didn't mean to tie the ropes that tight. After this, I'll head out to get you some ointment." Pale blue orbs went wide as a soft kiss was pressed to his forehead, but it wasn't an unpleasant feeling. Jack then held out his hand and Corbyn slowly grabbed it, before he was pulled up from the chair. The curly haired boy gave him a soft smile as he laced their fingers together, the blonde returned it with pink cheeks. He could already tell he was going to like Jack more. He was led through their house, which was actually pretty big. He realized they had been upstairs as Daniel led the way down a spiral staircase, stopping in the living room." We'll give you a list, but one of the rules is keeping this place clean. Jack and I are neat freaks, so if you make a mess, make sure you fix it." Daniel informed, Corbyn nodded and felt Jack grip his hand tighter, his gaze hardening instantly. What did I- oh shit." Yes, I u-understand, da-daddy." He stuttered, the tallest simply nodded before walking over to what the blonde assumed was a kitchen. He and Jack trailed behind." I'm sorry, daddy. I-I didn't mean to disobey you." Corbyn apologized quickly." Don't let it happen again." Jack's voice was firm, the teenager swallowed hard." Yes, daddy." He replied weakly. After his little tour, they went back upstairs." And this is your room." Daniel explained, Corbyn looked around and the room was really big. The walls were painted a pale gray and the queen bed in the center had blue, black, and white sheets. There were two bedside tables, one had a lamp and a box on it. While the other had an alarm clock, then there was a tall black dresser with a t.v on top. The dresser was positioned beside a door, is that a closet? Corbyn wondered, considering that there was a second door on the other side of the room. Lastly, there was a long dresser of the same color with a square mirror connected." What's in the box, daddy?" The youngest wondered, not specifically asking either of them." It's a new phone, we threw your other one in the river on the way here." Daniel explained, Corbyn turned to him with huge eyes." But that phone had all of my pictures with Jonah in it." He explained, voice dripping in hurt, as well as sadness." Who's Jonah?" Jack questioned." My best friend, I know I won't be able to see him again and now I don't even have a picture of him." Tears pooled in the blonde's eyes. Jonah had been his only family for a while, they had taken care of each other and loved one another like they wished their real families had. Jonah was his brother and his heart ached to know that he would never see him again, not even the 2-D version." We're sorry, princess, we had no idea." Jack explained, cupping Corbyn's cheek with his hand as he wiped his tears, the blonde let out a choked sob, before burying his face into Jack's shirt, crying hard. He felt another pair of arms wrap around him, knowing it was Daniel. The heartbroken boy leaned into him, thankful and desperate for the comfort. He let out a pained whimper, he was saying something, but neither male knew what." Jonah."