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four- dorbyn

also i forgot to add that corbyn is younger then daniel and is not famous but daniel is.

enjoy this short ass chapter

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daniel had said goodbye and left for the studio a couple of hours ago, and corbyn was left behind with no cuddly boyfriend to keep him company. corbyn was always quite a needy boyfriend, although daniel never minded because he loved being depended on and needed.

the fluffy, blonde-haired boy walked downstairs clad in his older boyfriends hoodie and a pair of panties underneath (daniel never minded, he always wanted his boy to be himself. and if that meant the boy was a little more feminine then so be it. anyway, it was a bit of a turn-on for the older boy). corbyn fixed himself some lunch (dino snacks) and sat down at the table with his phone in hand, scrolling through his socials.

once he had finished his lunch and gotten bored of instagram and tik-tok, his eyes flickered around the room before resting on one of daniel's guitars. corbyn reached out for it before grabbing it, and sitting down on the sofa, resting it on his knee and pulling the pick out of the strings. strumming a few chords to check if it was in tune, he then rested his head back against the lounge chair and thought of a song to sing.

his mind darts to the one of the two lovers' songs, the one they played in every special situation, the one they played while driving, hell, the two had even had sex to it a few times. corbyn leaned forward slightly and mindlessly picked the tune of shut up by grayson chance (listen to it now).

corbyn had always known how to play guitar, had never told his brunette lover. it just never really came up, and corbyn figured it wasn't that important. the blonde also never knew that he could sing because he only ever hummed to himself, really damn quietly while doing household chores. to be fair, neither did corbyn, because he was never one to be in front of every one belting out the lyics to songs, he was more of a quiet, possibly even a whisper or mumble singer.

the beautiful contrast of corbyns voice and the guitar soon filled the room, the younger boy getting lost in the time as songs flowed into each other. he didn't hear the sounds of daniel pulling up on the driveway, nor did he hear the key in the door, or apparently the soft gasp that emitted from daniels lips as he watched and listened to his boy in awe

corbyn giggled softly as he fell back against the couch and placed the guitar back on the stand, before checking the time and standing up, getting ready to make dinner for daniel.

the blonde-haired boy let out a soft gasp when he saw his boyfriend standing at the doorway, his face immediately turning a deep shade of crimson as he brought his hands up to his face, hiding away in the sleeves of the oversized hoodie that belonged to daniel.

corbyn heard soft steps walking over to him before he was lifted up and placed onto daniels lap, his hands being pulled away from his face as he was forced to look up at his boyfriend.

daniel pressed a soft kiss to daniels forehead and pulled back, rubbing his side gently.

"my baby can sing and play the guitar." the brunette speaks quietly to the boy, continuing to look into his eyes and bringing his other hand to stroke the side of his face comfortingly.

the younger boy attempted to bring his hands back up to his face before feeling them being pulled back down.

"baby stop. have i ever lied to you?"

corbyn shook his head softly and looked down at the floor, raising his hands up to his eyes again and rubbing them tiredly.

daniel hoisted corbyn into his arms and brought him up to the two lovers shared room, placing him down on his own side before crawling into bed beside corbyn, the blonde attaching himself to daniel.

the older laughed softly as he rubbed corbyns back gently, knowing the blonde was tired and being a bit clingy, not having spent a great deal of time with him today. and he was okay with it.

once he was sure his lover was asleep, the brunette allowed himself to start to drift off slowly, next to the one he would spend the rest of his life with.

"good night my beautiful, talented gorgeous baby boy. sleep tight."

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expect a few more updates from now on because i found an old imagines book and im translating them all into bxb and why don't we so yeet.

anyway, im sick so that's fun.