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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 (Corbyn and Jonah)
Prompt: Jonah and Corbyn are having problems in their relationship. But Corbyn doesn't let go, everything he always wants slips through hands. But now he has to learn to let go. The thing is when the thing slips, he slips as well and goes back to his bad habits
Famous or nah: nah
-Corbyn's POV-
I stared up at the ceiling, my mind kept wandering. Tears welled up in my eyes once I thought about my recent problems. My boyfriend Jonah and I were having trouble in our relationship. I looked over at the other side of the bed, frowning at the empty space that Jonah used to sleep on. Now he slept in the guest room. We were so distance now. But I didn't wanna let him go.
This always happens. Everything I always want, always has to slip through my hands. I'm scared of losing him. I try to give him space but I'm afraid that if I do, he's gonna realize that he doesn't need me. That he's better off alone; without me.
I slowly climbed out of bed and made my way downstairs, trying to be quiet as possible. As I passed the guest room, I had hit the wall causing me to groan and let out a cuss word. Once I realized what I had done, I froze. After a few moments of silence, I continued my way down stairs. Finally I made my way downstairs. I headed towards the basement. My escape room. It was our music room. It held guitars, a piano, a violin, drums, recording booth, and mics.
I made way in the basement and headed straight towards the piano. I unplugged it from the speaker so I wouldn't wake up Jonah. Considering it was two in the morning. I didn't worry about our neighbors due to our houses being kind of far apart.
I sat down on the little stool and began to lift my fingers. Before I started playing, I took out my music notebook that held many songs in them. I turned towards my most recent one. The one I was writing about Jonah. It wasn't completely done but I had to occupy my mind with something. Anything.
Once I turned to the current page, I put the notebook on the little stand that came with piano. I cracked my knuckles, let out a shaky breath, and began to play and sing.
