Just a bunch of boy x boy imagines with your favourite ships! (I promise they get better, I didn't know how to write when I started this book😂)
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⚠️ I DONT WRITE SMUT ⚠️
[COMPLETE. But I have a second book if u wanna check it out:) ]
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🌈🧸 try to be a rainbow when someone's stuck in a storm
Third person
Corbyn walked into his apartment that he shares with his boyfriend, Jack. He struggled a little bit from having a few drinks at the party.
Jack ran over to Corbyn when he walked in and hugged him tightly.
"Thank god you're ok," he breathed out. Corbyn shoved Jack off of him. "What was that for?"
"I don't love you anymore Jack," Corbyn slurred. Jack looked at him in shock.
"So what? Before you go to the party you love me, then you get drunk and hate me? I see how it is Corbyn," Jack said fiercely, his voice cracking once in a while from forming tears.
"You just need to accept it and move on," Corbyn said, raising his voice. Jack nodded sadly.
"Fine, I just expect that you do the same."
Corbyn huffed our a breath then stormed off to their bedroom. Jack sighed then laid down on the couch, he immediately broke down into loud sobs. He clutched a pillow for comfort as he cried. Corbyn doesn't love him.
*the next morning*
Corbyn woke up with a terrible headache. He looked next to him and immediately panicked when he didn't see Jack.
He ran out of the bedroom, ignoring the pounding in his head. He went to the living room and saw Jack peacefully sleeping, but he had tear stains all over his cheeks.
"What have I done?" Corbyn asked himself, "I made my baby cry."
Corbyn looked at the smaller boy sadly, not sure of what happened the previous night.
He crouched down and rubbed Jack's shoulder, he placed a few kisses on his forehead to wake him up.
Jack opened his eyes but immediately regretted it when he saw Corbyn. "Hi love," Corbyn said softly.
"I thought you said you don't love me anymore," Jack groaned. Corbyn's jaw dropped a little bit.
"I said that?" Corbyn asked in shock.
"Yes, and very boldly I may add," Jack said, now turning around so his back was to Corbyn.
"Baby, please forgive me," Corbyn said softly. "I didn't mean it, I was under the influence of alcohol and I didn't know what I was saying. I'm sorry."
Jack turned back around to face Corbyn and smiled slightly.
"I forgive you bean," Jack said. He sat up and Corbyn sat beside him, pulling the smaller boy onto his lap. Jack laid his head against Corbyn's chest as a few tears slipped out of his eyes. "Please don't leave me," Jack said sadly. Corbyn gently kissed the top of his head and held him tighter.
"I don't plan on ever leaving you baby boy," Corbyn said softly. Jack nodded and cuddled into Corbyn even more.
