Sir, | Jarbyn

Chapter Seventeen

Jack Avery's POV

I woke up to a warm embrace, I was curled up into a small ball while two arms wrap around, leaving me feeling comforted and happy.

The familiar scent of my hopefully soon to be boyfriend made butterflies erupt in my lower belly, I felt like a little girl getting hyped because their celebrity crush noticed them for the first time.

I turned around so I could face him, he was still silently sleeping. His eyes closed, quiet but cute snores leaving his lips every so often. He was a work of art, so beautiful and amazing.

Snuggling closer into him, I only then realize somewhere throughout my little nap, Corbyn had actually moved me into his bedroom. We were laying in a bed with a blanket covering our bodies, we only had boxers on and I could feel the stickiness of mine from our earlier activities.

After watching Corbyn sleep for a while, I start getting bored and peck his cheek; encouraging him to wake up and give me love.

Unfortunately, all his does is smile in his sleep and carry on snoring. Pecking his lips multiple times, never longer then a few seconds because morning breath is gross, he finally starts shifting in his sleep.

He opens his eyes halfway and whispers quietly,"Babe, I'm trying to sleep." My heart clenches when I hear him call me that and I smile from each cheek.

Looking outside the window, it was the next morning but fortunately on a Saturday so we weren't missing school/work. I was bound to be questioned when I got home but my parents will probably just assume I was sleeping over at Zach's after a wild party.

Little did they know, Zach was busy replacing me on holiday with Daniel. I didn't care, I got to spend time with Corbyn - who seems to be the only person who actually cares about me.

Real friends don't forget and replace their original friend for others, subconsciously I felt a pain in my heart, have I been doing that? Have I been removing myself from the group to spend more time with Corbyn?

"What're you thinking about?" Corbyn asks me, scanning over my sudden facial expression difference. It probably went from happy to guilty in the matter of seconds, typical teenager mood swings.

"Zach has gone on holiday with Daniel and that's our thing. We've done it for years," I respond glancing at Corbyn's beautiful face, he seems to think for a moment before replying.

"Well, that just means, we can spend more time together. When I saw you and Zach kiss that one time, I felt so jealous and angry."

His hand was trialling over my back gently, not in a sexual way but an appreciative way. "I'm sorry, I didn't know how to react when he kissed me so I just played it off cool,"

"It's fine, at least your mine now." He says that while pushing me against him, we hug for a while.

"Officially?" I ask, muffled by my head being pressed into his chest. Since we've woken up, we haven't moved far from each of at all.

He doesn't respond for a second and I was starting to worry he didn't want to have a permanent relationship with me. This was just fling he didn't care about, someone to waste his time with.

"Jack Avery, will you be my boyfriend?" He asks after moment of silence, I could feel/hear his heart pick up speed.

I look up at him and he looks back down,"Of course." We kiss for a little bit before I pull away.

"Can we brush our teeth? Do you have a spare toothbrush? I'm a bit of a... Fussy person." I question, pulling away for the first time and sitting up.

Corbyn still had his arm around my waist. "Yeah, in the bathroom."

My cheeks flush red as I look down at my crotch area, semen was still on my black boxers and it had ruined them. I'd left washing them too long and now they'd be stained, ugh.

Turning around to Corbyn my cheeks flaming red, I ask in a whisper,"Can I borrow some underwear?"

Corbyn looks over at me red cheeks and pulls one slightly,"You're so cute. In the draw over there," He says while pointing to a set of draws.

I nod my head and get out of bed, ignoring how he called me cute in his husky morning voice which was now partially disappearing.

Pulling my underwear down, I wonder what to do with them. My bum was facing Corbyn's way so he wouldn't see my junk even though that's the side he felt up last night.

"I'll try wash the stain out, put them in my washing basket in the corner." My English teacher answers dismissively, he was completely cool with this while I, on the other hand, was embarrassed.

I didn't argue though and just throw them in the basket before pulling out a pair of Corbyn's boxers from the draw. I slip them on, they weren't scratchy like some underwear was but rather comfortable.

I couldn't help but look through the draw underneath, curious to see if my teacher had anything freaky located inside his house.

Although, I just found shirts. I was thinking things over until taking a random shirt out and putting it over my head, it went down to halfway on my thighs.

Our size difference was pretty obvious, he was much taller then I was and broader so of course his clothes would be bigger.

"You look ravaging." Corbyn compliments from behind me, startling me slightly as he wraps his arms around my belly and kisses my neck.

A shiver shoots up my spine at the contact and he smiles against the skin, knowing he has such an effect on both me and my body.

"Let's b-brush our teeth," I say, eventually, all Corbyn does is agree. He takes my hand, still only standing in his boxers and walks us to the bathroom.

He hands me a new toothbrush, still in the packet, and smiles wholeheartedly. It was an adorable little smile, I was falling in love with this man. My teacher, of all people.

We brush our teeth and make out a bit in the bathroom before he leads me into the kitchen. I wasn't really eager to eat after brushing my teeth with minty toothpaste but I didn't want to refuse him of his offer to make me breakfast.

I felt happy and loved, all thanks to this angel. When I was approaching my lowest peak, he comes out of nowhere and saves me from reaching the bottom - to the point of no return.

He was my Hero.

My boyfriend.

My everything.

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This was cute little fluffy chapter, I hope you don't mind. I didn't want this book to be completely drama so I decided that I'm going to have a few chapters of Jarbyn fluff.

Next chapter will probably just be these two little love birds lounging around with each other as well because it makes me happy when I write things like that.

I hope you enjoyed! Sorry, this took quite a bit to upload... I'm lazy.

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