What If?// WDW BxB: Corbyn-Shots

Day 18|| Found- Jorbyn

Summary: When Jonah's dad shows back up Corbyn has to decide if he's ready to let him go

Corbyn's POV
" Someone's out front to see you," Zach spoke from the doorway of my office. Curious brown gazing at me. My ice-blue meeting his shortly after his arrival.

" Really? Who?"

Zach strolled over, shoulders bouncing gently. Fingers curling around my drink, lips nearing the straw," I don't know. He didn't say," Adam's apple bobbing beneath his skin.

" I guess I'll go see," sigh pushing between my lips. Chair rolling as I stood," don't eat all my food, Z," my orbs set in a gentle scold. Knowing it was useless. He only grinned to me, relaxing into my chair. Resting a fry against his tongue.

My breaths becoming low hums. Singing along to the imaginary words of the generic elevator music. Slipping between its sliding doors. Gaze searching for this mysterious visitor.

" You Corbyn?" Jade pools drifted down my body. The man's back pressed to the brick of the building's wall.

" Who are you?" My glance to Eben holding a silent command. Watch out for me.

" You have my kid right? Jonah Roth Frantzich? I want him back," gravel seeming to bubbling in his voice-box. Gruff tone leaving very little room for a discussion.

" Hell no," my spat words almost immediately. And through my dumbfounded eyes, he seemed to have sprouted another head.

" W-what?" Foot kicking him off the wall, muscles slack with genuine shock.

" No," venom dripping from my lips with the repeated words. Splattering against the concrete, acid easily eating away at it.

" You can't just... keep my kid away from me," scoff breathy, pale lids hiding burning emeralds.

" I'm not keeping shit away from you. You're the one that fucking abandoned him for almost an entire year. It's a miracle I found him before someone else did! So what. The. Hell makes you think you can just walk up and demand him back? He isn't a misplaced fucking scarf, he's a kid. A kid that you left to fend for himself," my blue pools freezing over, the frost on their surfaces glowing. Throat trembling from the growled words.

" That's... that's kidnapping. You can't just take my son. I could call police."

" Oh yeah? Call them. I'll gladly explain how you walked away and never looked back. Child abuse, neglect, and endangerment. I wonder with which you'll be charged? Oh, maybe even all three!" My eyes lighting up with excited malice. Meeting burning green unflinching.

" I want my kid back. You can't keep him away from me," the words spat over his shoulder, already pushing past me.

" Yeah, we'll see about that."

~ Hours Later ~

" Are you almost home?" Jonah barely swallowing the whine in his voice. I could almost see him starfishing against my mattress. Pouting up at the ceiling, hopelessly convincing himself he wasn't lonely.

" Why? I thought you said you didn't miss me while I'm at work?" A low, adoring chuckle passing between my lips. Relaxing into my seat, lazily scanning the familiar street ahead.

" I don't!" Words flying from his mouth, racing through my car speaker's a million miles an hour," I just... I..."

" You what, Love?" Coo softly trembling in my throat. Car coming to a smooth halt in the driveway.

" I'm just hungry," the half-baked lie spoken weakly.

" Mhm. Well, I'll leave you to eat. See you soon."