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corbyn sat opposite of daniel. the two in a booth at a small diner in LA. he was sipping on some juice while they waited for their food.
their legs were tangled under the table, the two at complete ease. it was a cloudy day— corbyn had nothing to do with it, for once. that, was completely mother nature.
the two haven't talked in what seemed like forever, but in reality, it was only three days. corbyn missed him. daniel seemed mad at him, if corbyn was being completely honest.
he hadn't done anything for daniel to be mad at him. unless he was just annoyed with his existence, which would make sense, since corbyn's annoyed with his own existence sometimes.
but then, why would his legs be tangled with corbyn's?
the blonde pouted and looked at the younger on his phone. "are you mad at me?" he finally asked. daniel looked up from his phone.
"you know i can't be mad at you, bean." daniel said quietly, turning his phone off. "you're too precious for anyone to mad at."
a small blush creeped on corbyn's cheeks, as he looked down at his fingers. "oh." he felt daniel's legs move, which made him look up at the younger.
"i'm not mad at you, corbyn." he repeated, knowing he would need to hear it again. "i'm just thinking about a few things, that's all."
"um.. what-what things?" he asked. "if you don't mind—"
daniel chuckled and laced their fingers together. corbyn nibbled at his bottom lip, and felt his cheeks heat up again. "mainly you."
"m-me?" corbyn finally looked up into daniel's ocean blue eyes, not understanding what daniel had said. "why..why would you want to.." corbyn trailed off, not knowing what to say.
"to what? think about you?"
corbyn nodded his head, smiling small when daniel squeezed his hand. "well how could i not think about you?" he started, looking up at the waiter when he set their food down. he smiled and diverted his attention back to corbyn. "come over here, honey." he patted the seat next to him.
corbyn slid out of the booth and went to daniels side. once seated, daniel placed his hand on his thigh, and grabbed a small grape and ate it.
"you take up my entire mind corbyn." daniel spike ever so gently. he draped corbyns leg over his, and ate another fruit. "you're so.. captivating. in everything that you do. and i can't get enough of you, honestly... i want you, i want you all to myself. i don't want any other boy, i only want you."
"why me?" corbyn whispered, his body hot from daniel's hand on his thigh. "i mean.. you could have anyone—"
daniel rolled his eyes, delicately placing his lips on corbyn's, easily shutting him up.
he slowly kissed back, corbyn's hands on the sides of his neck. daniel pulled his body closer, corbyn practically on his lap.
he pulled away, smiling when he heard the blonde whine. "want more kisses." he pouted. daniel chuckled, and kissed his temple.
"later, honey." daniel bit his lip. "you'll get so much more later."
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