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UNEDITED !
- ̗̀ REQUEST; requested by my bb bush <3
- ̗̀ WARNINGS;smuT .༄༷˚ ུ🖇 ͙༣ ⋆
corbyn wakes up with a groan, lifting his arm to cover his eyes, the sunlight casting a bright light into the room.
"shut up" daniel whines, "i didn't want to wake up this early!"
"fuck off, daniel. it's not even that early" corbyn says, looking at his phone to check the time, "it's 7:45AM which means we've got the meeting in a half hour, get your ass up and get ready."
"i can get ready in fifteen minutes" daniel continues, his voice still whine-like.
"and you'll look like an idiot. i have to walk around, holding your hand when we go out and i don't want you looking like a tramp" corbyn spits, standing up to go and take a shower.
"i didn't start modelling to be forced into a marriage with you" daniel retorts, "and i don't want to go to this fucking meeting. our stupid manager has forced us to sleep in the same bed now! he's a psycho who just wants all attention on us so that he can make more money."
"daniel-"
"and i don't see how forcing us to sleep in the same bed is getting us any attention! people don't see what happens at home, do they?!"
"daniel, shut the fuck up!" corbyn exclaims, "i'm bored of your ranting."
"just go and take a shower, i'm bored of you" daniel huffs, rolling his eyes.
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daniel and corbyn exit the building where their meeting was held, fingers interlaced.
they walk through a few fans, press and paparazzi asking questions with their heads down, not in the mood to talk to anyone of that sort right now.
instead they walk round a corner, stopping outside of a cafe that isn't too busy.
"i'm going" corbyn says quietly, wrapping an arm around daniel's waist and pulling their bodies flush against one another, his other hand in his coat pocket.
daniel keeps his hands on corbyn's chest, looking up into his eyes. "where?" he questions, furrowing his eyebrows.
"why do you care?" corbyn retorts, leaning down slightly so that their lips are not too far apart.
"because i don't want you doing anything stupid that might break our cover" daniel scoffs.
"i'm going out with a friend. no where in public so we're fine" he responds with an annoyed sigh, closing the space between their lips with a lingering kiss.
