It was Corbyn's birthday and I was surprising him. We didn't get to see each other that much, I lived two hours away from him where he lived, LA. I lived in San Diego.
I parked outside the why don't house and got out the car, knocking on the door. Daniel answered a breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank god you're here, Corbyn's been talking about you non-stop." Daniel grinned, stepping aside and letting me in.
"Y/N!" Before I'd even got a chance to say hello, Corbyn ran up to me and picked me up, swinging me around and smothering me in kisses.
"Happy birthday, Bean." I grinned, returning his kiss.
"Ah, I love you so much." Corbyn smiled.
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