weather | dorbyn

FAIRYTALE , eight

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daniel found corbyn at his house soon after he left school. his face wasn't bloody anymore, but the cuts and bruises were evident.

they were outside, just staring at each other until daniel spoke up.

" so you're telling me." daniel said, slowly walking up to corbyn, who was nervously biting his lip. "that you can control the weather." he said lowly, their chests touching. corbyn backed up until his back hit the wall. "and you're just now telling me?"

"i..um..yes?" corbyn stuttered out, a soft blush coating his cheeks. thunder rumbled in the distance, but the sun was still out. rain starting pouring down on them, the two soaking wet against the wall of corbyn's house.

daniel's hands squeezed his hips, his eyes softening. "does it rain when you're nervous?"

"um. y-yes?"

daniel shook his head fondly, and leaned down, capturing corbyn's wet lips with him. the blonde gasped, but kissed back quickly. he ran his fingers through his wet hair, pulling him closer.

"it um.." corbyn started when daniel kissed his neck. "i can just control it. it-it doesn't have to be just when i'm feeling some sort of emotion."

"you're amazing." daniel whispered, the rain stopping. the two were drenched in water. "honey, you're amazing."

"i'm more of a monster if you ask me." corbyn said brokenly. "i did almost kill him."

"out of defense." daniel mumbled, pulling away from his neck. "honey, he would have killed you."

daniel traced his finger over his bruised eye, wiping the stray tear, or water droplet, that fell down his face. his soft, delicate face that shouldn't be bruised and cut up.

"my mom's going to pull me out of school and send me to your school." corbyn spoke softly, gasping when daniel picked him up in his arms.

"good. god, corbyn, that's so good. you'll be safe, i promise." daniel whispered, kissing his covered shoulder.

"i'm safe whenever i'm with you." he mumbled, pulling him in for another kiss.

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