♡ 47.c.m.b ♡

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you leap into the arms of corbyn. the two of your bodies held in an embrace as you cry out loudly on your front porch. you sob and sniffle, calming down slowly with his assuring whispers. the boy holds you tighter when you go quiet, only heavy breathing and silent shivers.

"it's okay... i've got you," he whispers out into the cold night air, swaying you slightly with a kiss to your head. with a shaky exhale, you let go and smile up at him as best you can with a runny nose and bloodshot eyes. corbyn smiles back just as sweetly, taking your hand to walk you back to his home. away from the screamed curse words and shattering of plates that lies behind your front door.

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⏰ Last updated: Apr 15, 2020 ⏰

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