lovers | dorbyn

twenty four

when daniel opened his eyes, he expected to see corbyn. he expected to see his husband laying down, his head on his chest, his eyes closed, letting out small puffs of air. he expected to be in his bed— or a bed in general— with the television on because they always forgot to turn it off before they went to bed.

instead, what he saw, was jackson. reality hit him— he wasn't home. he had a crick in his neck from how he slept. he let out a small groan, forcing himself to look down. he was handcuffed to a chair. his legs tied down to the legs of the chair.

"you're awake."

"and you're a fucking psychopath." daniel said back. he heard jackson chuckle, and watched him turn around from the counter. daniel held his breath, continuing to watch him. jackson walked towards him, holding the keys to the cuffs.

"relax, daniel." jackson mumbled, crouching down beside daniel. he took the cuffs off to his right wrist and right ankle. daniel kept completely still, his breathing surprisingly steady. "i'm not going to hurt you."

"right." daniel scoffed. jackson gave him a look.

"i've changed—"

"no one changes." daniel mumbled. "you're an abuser. i'm a alcoholic. no one changes from that." daniel rubbed his freed wrists, holding them close to his chest. "it's just a matter of time before you hit me."

"i'm not gonna hit you unless i have to."

daniel looked up at him with a disgusted look. "you do realize how fucked up that sentence is, right?"

jackson simply sighed, grabbing his chin roughly. daniel let out a pained whimper. "drop the attitude." he spat, letting go of his face.

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corbyn was sitting at the pier. he sat on the railing, which was extremely dangerous, but he didn't really care. he stared down at his ring, playing with the band. he sighed heavily, staring out into the dark. he listened to the waves crash along the shore, the wind blowing lightly which stung his eyes.

he heard the boardwalk creek. "figured you'd be here."

"hey jo." corbyn smiled sadly. he watched jonah swing his legs over the railing to sit like corbyn. they sat so close so their thighs touched. he wrapped his arm around corbyn's shoulder, pulling him close.

"he's going to be okay." jonah whispered against his hair. corbyn let out a discouraged chuckle, shaking his head.

"not too sure about that." corbyn sniffed. "he's stuck with jackson, he's my rock and i can't do this without him. i cant do the parent thing without him, i can't.."

"hey," jonah scoffed, pulling away to cup his face. "you're a damn good parent. with or without dani. plus, you're not alone. you got us."

corbyn smiled, tears falling down his red cheeks. jonah pressed a small kiss to his forehead, pulling him into a gentle hug.

"he's going to be fine."

corbyn sighed,

he'll be fine.

❥

[a/n]

it's short but we got that double update for u 🥺