relax | zorbyn

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type : fluff
ship : zorbyn
extra : mature content & swearing

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zach sat on the couch in his and corbyns small apartment. he glanced over at the clock that read '7:37 pm'. usually corbyn would get out of recording at 5, but recently they've been keeping him later.

zach sighed as he looked at the small dinner table where zach has prepared some pasta and meatballs for dinner. corbyn had texted him earlier saying he'd get out at 5, but clearly his job had other plans.

finally, zach concluded on putting the food away for later when corbyn came home. he wasn't that hungry anyways. then he sat back on the couch and dissolved himself in the tv.

at around 8:30 there had been a big slam that snapped zach out of his tv trance. a very angry corbyn had walked through the door.

corbyn threw his jacket at the coat rack they had sitting by the front door. zach calmly got up and hurried over to corbyn.

"corbs calm down. what's wrong?" the brunette said, genuinely worried about his boyfriend.

"i'm just- recording. it's so frustrating! i just want to come home at 5 and be with you! i f-feel so bad leaving y-you here all day. it's so stupid!" he exclaimed, tears starting to fill his eyes.

in return the younger wrapped his arms around him in a comforting hug, "it's okay."

"no, it's n-not okay. i'm so s-sorry."

"baby you don't have to be sorry okay? i get it. the band is a lot of work. don't apologize."

the faux blonde sighed, "i just want one relaxing night with my boyfriend."

a lightbulb appeared in zach's head, "stay here."

before corbyn could respond zach was in their bedroom, then came back out after 5 minutes.

"come with me" he said as he grabbed his boyfriends hand. he lead them into the bathroom where he filled the tub and lit some of corbyns favorite candles.

"i love you." corbyn said, placing a sweet kiss onto his boyfriends lips.

"i know you do, now let's relax." zach said jokingly at his cockiness. he then stripped down into nothing and sat in the bath.

corbyn did the same, but he sat in front of zach. where the younger massaged his shoulders, placed light kisses on his neck and back, and played with his hair. all of this combined sent the blonde into a state of relaxation.

all he could think was, my boyfriend is the best.

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