lovers | dorbyn

nine

daniel woke up with a pounding headache. he rolled on his stomach, groaning gently.

"you drank. really, daniel?"

"shit, lower your voice, will you?" daniel mumbled at his husband, burying his face in a pillow.

corbyn sighed, shutting the blinds and turning the lights off. he flipped daniel over, glaring at the younger boy. daniel blinked, adjusting his eyes.

corbyn sat him up, handing him water and an advil. "drink."

"yes, mom." he mumbled. corbyn shook his head, dumping the clean laundry on the bed. he set the basket down, beginning to fold the clothes.

"we have an interview at 2." he said, shaking a shirt before folding it.

daniel just groaned. "great." he whispered, taking the covers off his body.

"why didn't you wake me, daniel?" corbyn finally asked, watching his husband go over to the bathroom to wash up.

"i'm not going to wake you every time i go through a mid life crisis, corbs." daniel said, putting his tooth brush in his mouth.

"i'm your husband, dani! you're the love of my life, i'm always here to help you!" corbyn exclaimed, forgetting about the laundry and walking into the bathroom.

daniel didn't answer. he finished brushing his teeth. he washed his face and fixed his hair. corbyn stared at him as he made his brown hair flop to the side.

he walked up behind him, wrapping his arms around his waist. "i love you, daniel. and i don't want you going through that again."

daniel sighed, turning around in his arms. he wrapped his arms around his neck, playing with the hairs on the back of his head.

"i know." he whispered, avoiding eye contact. "it's a lot easier to drink and forget."

"i know, love." corbyn said gently, kissing his cheek bone. "i'm sorry you're going through this, but you don't have to go through it alone, bubba."

"i know." he said again, pecking his lips. he let this kiss linger. corbyn went in for another kiss, their lips swiftly moving together.

corbyn slid his hands under his sweater, touching his warm skin. he took the garment off his body, touching his defined abs.

"kids, where are the kids?" daniel asked breathlessly, tilting his head back as corbyn kissed down his neck.

"troy's." he mumbled against the warm skin. (their neighbor troy.)

"bed." daniel whispered, wrapping his legs around his waist. corbyn picked him up by the back of his thighs, bringing them back to their room.

he set daniel down on the bed, kissing down his chest. daniel let out a breath, tangling his fingers in corbyn's hair. "kiss me."

❥

after the interview, the boys went back to daniel's and corbyn's house.

daniel nearly broke down again, seeing the large box by their front door.

corbyn was quick to push daniel behind him and into jonahs arms while he investigated the box with zach.

"to.. my love?" zach asked, taking his keys out to tear open the box.

"probably jackson." corbyn muttered. he opened the box, folding down the flaps. he scoffed, shaking his head. he picked up a teddy bear, flipping the tag to read the note that was left on the arm of the stuffed animal.