break up with your girlfriend - dorbyn

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        walking out of his last class of the day, corbyn searched the hallways for the sight of his friends or at least christina. he didn't have practice today, the coach canceling the practice due to the weather, which was pouring down rain, a chance of thunder and lightning loomed in the air.

when corbyn spotted jack and jonah he makes a bee line towards the pair, who were chatting about jonah's date with tate later tonight.

"am i supposed to buy her flowers? or is that too cheesy?" jonah questions jack, when he notices corbyn he looks at him expectantly, hoping one of his friends would give him an answer.

corbyn taps his chin as if he was thinking of the answer to give jonah. "it depends on where you're taking her. but i'd say yes to the flowers." he nods holding up a thumbs up.

"thanks corbs, jack ass here, has been no help." he groans pulling the strap of his bag closer up his shoulder.

"i prefer jack, i'm not an ass." jack rolls his eyes, laughing.

the trio make their way out of school, considering jack and jonah live closer together jack and jonah ride together and corbyn drives to his house alone, his siblings getting rides from their friends.

before corbyn could pull out of the parking lot, someone steps in front of his car, making corbyn hit the breaks hard.

"are fucking-!" before he could finish his sentence he lets out a groan of annoyance. daniel fucking seavey.

smirking daniel makes his way towards the passenger side, but before he could get in corbyn locks the door. "let me in corbs." he giggles.

corbyn shakes his head. "no, i'm done playing your games," he hissed looking any where but daniel. "i have a girlfriend, and you need to fucking leave me alone." he states, glaring through the glass at a still smirking daniel.

"can we talk?" daniel innocently spoke, pouting his lips out as he waited patiently for corbyn to unlock his car.

hesitating corbyn contemplates rather this was a good idea. before he could rethink his decision, he leans across the console, unlocking the door.

"you know i have a girlfriend, why do you keep trying?" corbyn questions, turning towards daniel, who was chewing on his bottom lip.

with a huff daniel replies. "it's exciting, the thrill of getting caught-,"

corbyn cuts him off scoffing. "are you fucking insane?" he questions voice low as he stared at daniel.

"if you didn't want this you wouldn't have kissed me back." he says matter of factly. those words make corbyn go quiet, fiddling with his fingers.

"can you just stop this?" corbyn says, turning towards a smirking daniel. "like i've told you before i have a girlfriend." he says through gritted teeth.

the smirk on daniel's lips didn't flatter instead it turns into a more devious look, his eyes looking straight into corbyn's. leaning over the console between the two daniel lays a hand on corbyn's inner thigh, squeezing it. corbyn bits his tongue, stopping himself from moaning or let something slip he didn't want daniel to hear.

"i don't care." he whispers seductively, his mouth touching the shell of corbyn's ear.

corbyn could taste metallic, he was pretty sure by now he had bitten down on his tongue harder than he thought he could. letting out a whimper corbyn opens his mouth, daniel was still close to him, making the heat he felt earlier with daniel return.

daniel's mouth now was kissing down corbyn's neck, leaving open mouth kisses. corbyn didn't push him away, craving the feeling of the older male. it was almost as if when daniel was kissing him he lost all his senses, unable to distinguish right from wrong.

hovering over his lips daniel smirks at corbyn slyly. "do you want me to kiss you?" with each word he spoke corbyn could feel daniel's lips brush against his.

nodding eagerly, corbyn leans in closer. by now daniel was straddling corbyn, the seat reclined back to give the pair more room.

daniel leans in, their lips still not touching, their breath mingled together.

"kiss me."

with those magic words and one last smirk daniel leans in connecting his lips with corbyn's. not knowing where to place his hands, corbyn's finds them around the nape of daniel's neck tugging at the hair on the back of his head.

"don't leave anymore hickeys." corbyn says as he pulls away to allow himself to breathe for a second.

smirking as he hovers over corbyn, daniel does the exact opposite of his request. his teeth bite at the skin creating fresh new hickeys.

"daniel," corbyn groans, pushing him off of him. "if we're gonna do this you can't leave your mark." he sternly says turning towards daniel who now was sat in the passenger seat fixing his hair and clothes.

daniel turns towards corbyn a grin on his swollen lips. "you weren't complaining." he sing-songs, pointing towards corbyn's neck.

without thinking corbyn leans over the console, his lips meeting daniel's neck, who lets out an unexpected gasp.

smirking corbyn laps his tongue against his neck, sucking and biting. before corbyn could continue though he was pushed off of daniel, the elder one of the pair smirking.

time skip

when corbyn arrived to his house, his quickly ran inside feeling dirty for what he had just did with daniel. now they didn't have sex, but this still felt wrong to corbyn, but at the same time it was exciting, a new thrill for the blonde that he had never experienced before. maybe it was the fact daniel was a guy or maybe it was the fact he enjoyed it? or both?

none of his siblings were home, which meant he had the house to himself until his parents got back at whatever time they said they would arrive back from their business trip.

walking to the kitchen he sits on one of the chairs, his chin resting in his hands as he sat in thought. he tried to block out the memory of what had happened in the parking lot, tried to forget the sensation he felt kissing daniel and he tried to forget how right it felt with him. this wasn't right, it was far from right.

every time corbyn swore to himself he'd keep a far distance from daniel, the blue eyed boy finds a way to ruin that plan creeping back into his life where corbyn didn't want him to be.

grabbing his phone he texts the only person he knew would help him forget about daniel.

corbyn: can you come over? let's get drunk

jack: it's a school night, but i'm down ;)

the only way corbyn could think of forgetting about the elder male was to get shit faced. and he was going to do exactly that.

i need to stay away from daniel.

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