why dont we one shots

take care - zorbyn

ship: zorbyn
type: fluff/sicflic
warning: none

corbyn smiles carelessly as jonah wrestles jack on the ground. the two keep on turning over leaving corbyn a giddy mess. "give me the phone" jonah says as he reaches for his phone. "no i want to know why you and ava talk about me."

jonah tickles jacks side making the boy instantly scrunches up. he held his arms into his body with a smile. the carpet rubs against jacks blonde hair, making it even more frizzy.

jonah takes one hand and pins it above jack while the other grabs his phone. "we talk about how much i adore you and want to make babies with you."

jack blushes as he giggles more. jonah sits up onto his butt and hunches over slightly. jack takes this opportunity to throw his hands around jonahs shoulders, clinging to his back.

"you guys remind me every day about how single i am." jonah rolls his eyes as he places his phone back into his pocket, grabbing jacks hands so he didn't try and steal it again.

"you have zach" they say with a smirk. corbyn shakes his head as he lays back onto his bed, holding his stomach gently. "we just hookup. if i asked him on a date he would probably say no. plus he acts like he doesn't give a shit about me unless we are in the bedroom."

jonah stands up with jack on his back and sits on the bed next to corbyn. he rubs his knee lightly as jack nuzzles into his neck.

"i'm sure that he cares but he's a player. he probably doesn't know how to show his feeling toward you." corbyn nods his head but shows no emotion. his grip tightens on his stomach more as his eyes furrow in pain.

"are you ok" jonah asks inaudibly. jacks head perks up as he looks at corbyn. the blond's face was a little pale while his eyebrows moved in pain. "yeah it's my stomach" he says in pain.

he clutches it harder as the pain slowly gets worse. it started in his bellybutton but slowly moved to his right lower abdomen. "holy shit" he whimpers as it worsens. he feels a slight wave of nausea hit him.

"jonah go get my mom" corbyn rushes out. jonah nods as jack hurries to corbyns side. "what hurts?" "my side. i had been feeling nauseous all day but i didn't think it meant anything. my stomach hurt a little but once again, it didn't faze me."

jack nods his head as corbyn holds on to him in pain. "i got you." corbyn lets out a cry as it continues to increase. "corbyn, hunny" saskia says as she rushes into the room. "my stomach hurts. it has been bothering me for a couple days but i didn't think it hurt this bad."

she nods her head as she looks at jonah. "ray is out of town for a business trip." jonah nods his head as he walks over to corbyn. he places one hand under his back while the other goes under his butt.

"i'm going to lift you, ok?" corbyn nods his head softly as he feels the pain shoot through him. he lets out a light scream as he clings to jonah. "jack grab me some shoes and get to the car."

saskia grabbed the keys and walked out to the car. "also grab a bag and some water." jack nods his head. he runs to the kitchen. "it's going to be ok corbs." corbyn whimpers lightly in response as they walk to the car.

"were taking him to the hospital."

two days later.

zach smiles as he sits down as his lunch table next to eben. "hello" he says, swinging his leg over the picknick table. corbyns friends sat at the picnic table next to them but he couldn't care less.

to be honest, that was a lie. zach really wanted to be friends with all of them and maybe even get with corbyn but that wasn't going to happen. not because he didn't like corbyn but because of his past.