Jarbyn One Shots

Trainer

In which Corbyn is Jack's trainer. Read it. Based on the Malec Training Scene. Requested by @whydontwe_jarbyn. Also HAPPY BIRTHDAY. Love you ❤️

Nobody's POV:-
Corbyn woke up to someone shaking him.

"Babe. Corbs", he heard a voice say."Come on. Get up".

He opened his eyes to see Jack leaning over him.

"Hi baby", he said smiling at Jack.

"Hi. I cooked you breakfast", Jack said smiling back."Get up".

Corbyn groaned and got up immediately getting a tray placed on his lap as he sat up.

He looked at the breakfast. It was...good.

"Thank you", he said leaning towards Jack who sat on the other side of the bed now.

Jack pecked his lips then handed him a glass of orange juice.

"Drink up", he said."We have a whole day ahead of us".

Corbyn looked at the glass of orange juice then sighed.

Time Skip~(A few hours later).

Corbyn and Jack were in the training room now. Corbyn grabbed two sticks and made his way to the center of the room.

"Look alive", he said throwing one of the sticks to Jack.

Jack looked at him then the stick.

"So authoritative", he said cheekily.

"I like seeing you in your " "Shadowhunter mode"", he finished imitating a deep voice.

He pushed the stick in front of Corbyn with those words.

"Don't flirt me", Corbyn said hitting Jack's stick with his own.

"Lower your center", he continued nodding towards Jack.

Jack and Corbyn both leaned forward with their legs bent and with that Corbyn started hitting his own on Jack's and the two of them battled across the room.

"Little less rusty then I thought", Jack said gaining towards Corbyn and pushing him backwards while hitting his stick.

Corbyn hit back and the two started battling again.

A few minutes later they were still thrusting their sticks at each other. Corbyn was now on his knees and Jack stood in front of him. With one spin Jack thrusted his stick in front of Corbyn's face.

"Tell me you're not just a little impressed", Jack said looking impressed himself.

Corbyn looked at him for a split second before gripping Jack's stick and hitting him with his own. Jack dodged still gripping on his own stick. After a couple of minutes though, he let go and landed on the ground softly with his stick now in Corbyn's hand.

Corbyn looked at him panting before he spoke.

"Those would've been your last words", Corbyn said sliding the sticks on the ground a little far from him and Jack.

"Not necessarily", Jack panted and lunged towards Corbyn.

Corbyn dodged and fell backwards but regained his balance immediately while Jack glided across the room.

Jack motioned for Corbyn to come forward and as he did so he locked his legs and placed his arms around Corbyn's throat not choking him but keeping a firm grip on him as Corbyn struggled.

"Oh. I forgot to tell you", Jack panted out."I trained with Grand Master Mitsuyo Maeda".

"Is that where you got your black belt in name dropping", Corbyn panted as he struggled to get out of Jack's grip.

"Oh. Low blow", Jack said and flipped them do Corbyn was underneath him. He grabbed Corbyn's arm and stretched it out.

"You deserved it", Corbyn panted out as Jack pressed his face to the floor beneath him.

Corbyn rolled them around and now they were both lying down gripping each other's hands while Jack had his leg over Corbyn's throat.

"I didn't know this was supposed to be a competition", Corbyn panted out.

"Oh. Am I supposed to just let you win?", Jack answered lifting his head up.

Corbyn loosened Jack's grip on him and stood up facing Jack as he got up as well.

They moved across the room facing each other as Jack held out his hand to Corbyn as if he was ready to karate fight him. Corbyn pushed his hand away.

"We're supposed to be working", Corbyn said moving his hands around as the two of them continued to move around the room.

"Oh. You're so cute when you're serious", Jack flirted moving across the room then stopped suddenly looking at Corbyn.

"Oh. I told you not to flirt with me", Corbyn said as he made his way towards Jack and pushed him towards one of the pillars in the room.

Corbyn placed his lips on Jack's and kissed him passionately as his hands gripped his waist while Jack's made their way towards Corbyn's neck.

Jack moved his hand down lifting Corbyn's shirt up slightly but Corbyn immediately pulled away.

"Hold that thought", Corbyn said looking around as he held up a finger.

Jack cocked his head to the side.

"Bedroom" Corbyn finished moving his finger around then made his way out of the room.

Jack looked around before making his way towards their bedroom adjusting his shirt then slowly started to run to the bedroom. Someone was desperate.

A/N:- Okay guys. Here is another part. This was requested by whydontwe_jarbyn. I hope you like it. Sorry it took longer than it should have but it took some time to put down the whole scene. Anyways if any of you have any requests of your own, either PM me or comment down below. And Thank you for reading. Have a good day or night and Stay Blessed. 😃💟. Love you guys:).