bxb - jonah marais x corbyn matthew
warnings - none :)
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corbyn uncrosses his legs and flips the page of his book. the back of his neck turns pink as he waits for his best friend, daniel to finish his football practices, sitting on the front row of the schools metal bleachers. the two have been best friends since the start of highschool, developming a close and fun filled relationship in the process. corbyn waits for him every thursday after school until he finished practice.
corbyn glances up from his book, squinting at the bright unpleasant sun rays. daniel runs over and presses his front into the railing.
"hey whadda ya doing?" he asks, slightly out of breath. corbyns eyes gaze back down at his book.
"reading." he replies, not looking up from his book. daniel scoffs playfully.
"clearly. do you know where jack is?" he asks, his hands wrapping around the metal bars looking around at the field.
"he's probably in the library." corbyn says, crossing his legs again. daniel nods and looks over his shoulder. he smirks, his gaze returning to corbyn, his eyes travelling over to the next page.
"hey uh, i heard that someone has a crush on you." daniel says, leaning his head against the bar. corbyn looks up from his book and rolls his eyes.
"why should i believe you?" he says cheekily. although the sass, corbyn was now slightly interested in this conversation now
"because he's my friend." he sneers at him. "and he wanted me to get y'all together."
corbyns eyes glance over at jonah, another player on the football team, runs over and joins their conversation. jonah still sported the college sporting gear, his skin glistening with sweat.
"hey guys." he greets with a smile. they both smile back. corbyn and jonah have had a playful friendship ever since they met, seeing eachother around. jonah would always tease him and daniel, but apologising immediately. corbyn would be lying if he doesn't admit that he thinks that the green-eyed brunette is attractive.
"well imma go get changed." daniel turns on his heel with a smirk and leaves jonah and corbyn. jonah smirks slightly and leans his head against the bars.
"what would a gorgeous boy like you be possibly reading?" jonah asks leaning up against the railing. corbyn scoffs and places his chin on his palm.
"hmm, nothing." he says, blushing at the compliment.
jonah runs around the bleachers and up the stairs. he walks up to where corbyn in sitting and snatches the book from him.
"hey!" corbyn stands and tries to reach his book back. "give it back!"
jonah leans against the railing facing corbyn, mockingly reading a few words. "how many times have you read this?"
"a million. and why should you care?" corbyn retorts, taking the book back. corbyn stands a few inches away from jonah and places his book mark back into his book. jonah crosses his arms.
"did daniel tell you i have a crush on you?" jonah asks, looking down at his fluffy blonde hair. corbyns breath hitches for a moment before he looks up into jonahs squinting eyes.
"he told me someone did like me and he was his friend." corbyn runs a hand softly up his large bicep. "so partially, yes." corbyn was also quite complemented at how
straight-forward jonah was.
"do you like me back?" jonah smirks and places his large hand on corbyns waist, squeezing it. corbyn steps forward at the touch and their bottom halves tangle together.
"that's none of your business." corbyn smirks. a blush goes to his cheeks and he fidgets with the hem of jonahs t-shirt sleeve.
"are you coming to the game tonight?" jonah asks and moves his hand down to his hip. "it's the grand final."
"im going to support daniel." he says smiling. both his hands come to rest on jonahs chest.
"you could come to support someone else too."
"hmm, who do you have in mind." corbyn asks cheekily and glances at jonahs lips. jonah stands back and raises his arms like in display to say 'me'.
"i'll think about it." corbyn sasses at steps back, holding his book by his thigh.
jonah smiles at him. "i'll catch you at the game then, corbyn." jonah pecks corbyns cheek lightly before running off. corbyn watches him run off, a smug and confident smile spreads onto his face. he plays with the corner of his book cover, the lips of jonah tingling his skin, like acid dissolving the flesh.
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corbyn cheers triumphantly with the rest of the crowd as jonah scores the winning touchdown, a wide smile curves onto his face and he applauds the teams.
after the teams thank eachother for the game, jonah comes running over to the branch and drinks from his water bottle. corby watches him with a smile as he daps-up all his team mates after the great game.
daniel makes eye contact with corbyn and corbyn sends his a thumbs up. daniel winks at him before drinking his water. corbyn smirks and walks down the stairs of the bleachers as the team makes their way into the locker room.
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after a few minutes, corbyn spots daniel walking out of the locker room. daniel smiles at him and runs into his arms, hugging him tightly.
"you did so well." he congratulates. "i'm very proud." corbyn pulls away from daniel with a big smile. daniel smiles and thanks him.
corbyn looks over daniels shoulder and spots jonah running his hands through his wet hair. daniel turns to see what he is looking at and smirks. he quietly walks away from corbyn and corbyn runs over to jonah. jonah notices him and raises his chin.
"you don't need to tell me i did great. i already know." jonah jokingly boasts.
"oh shut up." corbyn huffs. he grabs his shirt and smashes his lips onto jonahs. jonah smirks and drops his bags, his hands going to corbyns hips, pulling him in. corbyns hands grab jonahs jaw and he smiles. daniel smiles at them from afar and grabs his bags.
corbyn pulls away, his chest heaving. "you did really well." he smiles. "i'm so proud of you." he giggles. jonah smiles back and kisses him again.
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oml im back.
sorry i havnt been updating. tbh i've just been really lazy but i've also been busy
this one has been sitting in my drafts for a long time and i just did have any motivation to finish it but here it is.
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