What If?// WDW BxB: Corbyn-Shots

Day 3|Jarbyn- Bromance

Summary: Jack's parents adopt Corbyn

Corbyn's POV
" Corbyn." A gentle voice called, the young blonde looked in the direction of the noise." Yes, Ms. Erica?" He asked, walking over to the woman." I have an early Christmas present for you." She smiled, frozen pools lit up." Really?!" He asked excitedly." Yes. Come on, dear." She answered, holding out her hand for the 5 year old. He grabbed it without hesitation and followed her. The black-haired female led him away from the play-area. Then past the room he had shared with 14 other boys and finally, they had arrived. Despite his young age, Corbyn knew exactly what that sign over the door said. Adoption Center, it read in big blue letter, his orbs of the same color went wide as the oldest of the pair knocked on the door, before opening it." Is this little Corbyn?" A drown-haired woman asked." Yes, this is him." Erica confirmed, the other two adults in the room squatted down to get a better look at the young blonde. He hid behind the his matron's leg." There's no need to be scared, sweetheart. My name is Kristin and this is my husband John. Can you tell us your name?" The brunette, Kristin, asked." You already know my name." He answered softly, not meeting her eyes." But I wanna hear it from you. You know, to make sure I'm saying it right." The married female explained gently." You are." His voice was even softer as he moved closer to Erica, now hiding most of his small body." Cords, there's nothing to be scared of. These are the people who are adopting you, this is your present." The ravenette reassured, running her fingers through his frosted locks. He looked up at her with big eyes." They are?" His voice a shocked whisper." Yes, we are. We've heard a lot about you and we think you'll make a great addition to our family." John informed, speaking for the first time. The blonde's eyes moved back to the couple, he stepped way from his caretaker a little." M-my name's Corbyn Matthew Besson." He spoke, a small smile spreading across his face." Well, it's nice to officially meet you, Corbyn. Do you have any nicknames?" Kristin questioned, smiling as well." Um... Ms. Erica calls me Bean sometimes, but that's about it." He answered, finally stepping out from behind the orphanage employee." What do you like to do for fun?" John wondered." I draw a lot and I like to read books about space. Oh! And I like to sing." Corbyn's body was relaxing and he was slowly moving closer to the two adults.

~ Time Skip ~

They had talked to the young boy for a while, then filled out the papers to take him home." Bye, Ms. Erica. I'm going to miss you." He hugged her legs tightly." Oh, Corbyn. I'm going to miss you, too, but I know you'll be just fine. You're a great kid." The older hugged him, after they let go the young blonde made his way out. Holding each of his new parents' hands as the trio walked out the front door. 4 years, after 4 years, he was finally going home.

~ Time Skip ~

He got out of the car, following the older duo to the house. It looked really big from outside, it was painted various shades of gray with white here and there. They entered, icey orbs scanning the house, it was really nice." I really like you're house Mr and Mrs. Avery." He complimented making the adults smile." Thank you, sweetheart. You're very polite." Kristin responded, his cheeks grew hot at her words." Thank you." He answered softly, looking away in embarrassment. His eyes landed on a photo, in the picture there was a little boy with curly brown hair." Is he your son?" Corbyn wondered, making his way over to get a better look." Yeah, his name's Jack." John explained, standing behind the shorter as he studied the picture. He's really cute." Do I get to meet him?" The frost blonde looked up to the taller male." You get to meet him now actually. Jack! Come down here! Your mother and I have someone we want you to meet!" The patter of small feet could be heard, before a brunette around Corbyn's age appeared. He had dark drown eyes that sparkled in curiosity when they met his pale blue." Who are you?" Jack asked, looking the taller over." This is Corbyn, Jack. You remember when we told you about the boy we were adopting?" Kristin elaborated, his mud-colored orbs lit up." You're my new brother!?" He asked, excitement in his voice." Ye-yeah, I guess I am." The orphan couldn't help, but smile at the sight of Jack's grin." I've always wanted a brother! Mommy, can I show him my room?" The curly-haired younger was bouncing up and down, small hands clenched into fists." As long as he's okay with it." The brunette woman answered." Come on, Corbyn. I wanna show you all my toys." He beamed, arm outstretched. The older hesitantly grabbed his hand. His face growing warm when Jack laced their fingers together before dragging him up the steps.

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