lovers | dorbyn

twelve

corbyn's eyes flew open, sitting up quickly. he gasped for breath, feeling his body tremble. daniel was sleeping on his side of the bed, the two not cuddling for some odd reason.

he let out a long exhale, plopping back down on the bed. his head was pounding. he rolled on his side, checking the time on his phone. '4:11 AM'

corbyn rubbed his forehead, sitting up effortlessly. he rolled out of bed, making sure daniel's body was covered with blankets before leaving his room.

he tiredly made his way to the kitchen. he made a pot of coffee quickly, watching with little interest as the coffee drizzled down into the waiting pot.

he let out a yawn, perking up when he heard soft cries. he frowned, forgetting about the coffee. he went to the three rooms where his kids were. he peaked his head in nalia's and alex's rooms, both kids sleeping.

his heart clenched for his eldest. he entered her room noiselessly. morgan seemed to have noticed, she wiped her cheeks. she was sitting on her window seat, the curtains drawn shut.

"bad dream?" corbyn questioned, sitting on her mattress. she nodded her head, licking her lips. "yeah.. me too."

"you had a bad dream?" asked morgan meekly.

corbyn hummed. "mainly about the stuff that happened with daniel, but yeah. i had a bad dream." he mumbled, shaking his head with a breathy sigh. "come on." he said suddenly, standing up.

morgan looked at him, before standing up with him. the two went to the kitchen. corbyn grabbed a travel mug, filling it with coffee, milk and sugar. he quickly grabbed his phone and wallet from his room. he crouched down in front of daniel, kissing his forehead.

the younger boy opened his eyes, yawning tiredly. "hm?"

"i'm going on a drive with morgan. she had a bad dream." corbyn whispered, kissing his warm cheek.

daniel hummed. "okay. be safe."

corbyn kissed his cheek. "i love you."

"i love you too." he mumbled, falling back asleep.

corbyn met morgan back out in the kitchen.

"we, my love, are going on a drive."

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the two sat at the beach, the sun barely peeking over the horizon. they sat on the warm sand, morgan nibbling on her bagel that they got at a early breakfast diner.

corbyn took a deep breath, breathing in the salty air. his legs were out in front of him, his arms behind him, holding his body up. his travel mug was beside him in the sand.

"dad?"

corbyn hummed, watching the water crash along the shore.

"do you guys ever get tired? of touring?" morgan asked with her mouth full.

corbyn glanced over at her. he nodded his head. "yeah.. i guess. we've talked about taking a break. not because we aren't getting along, as you know.. just because we all got family. jo and eben are planning on adopting soon. we've been going 10 years strong, but.. i mean.." corbyn sighed, trying to form the right words. "we love making music. we love the fans, we love each other.. but with all the shit going on with jackson, i don't think anyone is really in the right mindset.. so who knows. maybe we'll take a small break and come back."

morgan nodded her head slowly, leaning against corbyn's side. corbyn wrapped his arm around her shoulders, kissing her head lovingly.

"...dad?"

"yeah?" he muttered.

"are you scared something will happen? like, with jackson? something worse than him putting cameras in our house or sending dad packages?" she questioned.

corbyn licked his lips. he really fucking hopes not.

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once they were home, daniel was already awake, nalia in his arms and alex eating cookie crisps. morgan went to her room to go change, corbyn went over to daniel. he set his mug in the sink, before kissing his husband softly.

"are you okay?" daniel asked quietly, letting corbyn take nalia out of his arms. corbyn nodded his head, kissing nalia's cheek. "hey." daniel frowned, setting his bowl of cereal down, cupping corbyn's cheeks. his eyes were swimming with tears. "you're not okay."

"i'm fine."

daniel chuckled. "corbyn, you can't lie to me."

morgan came back out, she was in a completely different outfit. "morgan, love, watch your siblings for a second."

"okay." she shrugged, grabbing a hold of nalia.

daniel lead corbyn to their room. he shut the door, leaning against the wood while corbyn went to their bed, sitting on the edge. "what's got you so emotional, bean?"

he shrugged his shoulders, wiping his wet cheeks. "i don't know." he mumbled. "i just got sad. i guess."

"for no reason?" daniel asked, now crouching down in front of him, touching his knees.

"does there have to be a reason?" corbyn whimpered, anxiety bubbling in him.

"no." daniel shook his head. "no, there doesn't. i get sad— depressed, all the time, there's never a reason for it, it just happens."

"i don't like it." corbyn pouted. daniel laughed lightly, kissing his head.

"no one likes it."

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[a/n]

DANIEL PREGNANT AGAIN: YES OR NO

i need to know or else i'll make him drink silly :)

and this chapter was just so that y'all can see that corbyn has been affected by jackson as well :')