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corbyn looked around at the boys sitting at the table. there was a tension as they all sat there.

"so..." daniel started and trailed off. nobody could think of anything.

"why didn't we find those till now?" jonah asked.

"because i always had one, but i didn't think you guys would have one." jack replied and corbyn cocked his head.

"i'm the one who got it off." daniel said and corbyn nodded. then his eyes traveled to jonah. it was no doubt that he liked the boy; it was hard not too. he just didn't want to get too attached; just incase he lost him, or he died himself.

ron coughed.

"return to your daily routine. we'll try to get into the chips."

"okay." the four replied. corbyn got up and walked out first. jonah followed.

"i'm gonna go train." corbyn replied and jonah walked up to him.

"can i watch?" jonah asked and corbyn nodded.

"sure, just be careful, so i don't throw anything at you." jonah smiled and corbyn walked off. jonah following.

they got to his room quickly. corbyn pulled out a couple knives, sticks, and a few other items. jonah sat down against a wall and watched the boy. corbyn first lifted a knife. he directed it to the target and whisked it through the air. it hit the bullseye.

he picked up another and placed it in his belt. jonah watched with curious eyes. he pulled it out without using his hands and he watched the target, but threw it at jonah. it hit right next to his cheek and jonah didn't flinch.

"wow. you didn't flinch." corbyn remarked and jonah smiled.

"i've had more things thrown at me, beautiful. bigger than this too." he said casually and the nickname drove corbyn crazy. he pulled the knife from the wall and jonah stood. corbyn grabbed the knife and jonah stepped close.

"now..." jonah said and let his fingers dance on corbyn's jawline to his chin. corbyn brought the knife up to his throat.

"i can't do this." corbyn said.

"can't do what?" jonah asked, playful demeanor still present.

"this, us." he waved the blade of the knife between them. "i-i can't get attached."

"but you can. neither of us are going anywhere."

"but what if we do?" jonah lowered his knife and corbyn's eyes widened.

"we won't let that happen." and just like that. his lips were on his and corbyn never felt better.

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