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(headspace) corbyn - drugged

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this is a sub space/ age play sick fic. meaning corbyn will slip into a head space causing him to act younger than he is, probably 1-2 years old. TW// attempted sexual assault.

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"Okay guys remember, no drinking for you Zach, Jack make sure he's responsible, dorbyn you guys stick together, okay? Corbyn if you feel like you're gonna slip find someone. I'm gonna be hovering, so don't think you're going to get away with anything." Jonah spoke to the other 4 boys in the car, his tone firm indicating the small amount of room for argument.

"Yeah Jonah, you'll be watching over us when you'll be the one getting wasted the first and fastest." Zach scoffed.

Jonah glared, "No drinking. I mean it, you're too young."

"I'm 19!" Zach protested.

"That's great! You're also 2 years too young!" Jonah gasped, his tone taking a lighter approached as he patronized the youngest.

"Okay dad." Zach rolled his eyes, falling back into Jack's side.

"Thank you son." Jonah smiled, pinching Zach's rosy cheeks, chuckling when the younger brunette swatted his hands away. "Are we clear guys?"

"Yup." Daniel nodded.

"Yes sir." Corbyn saluted.

"Yeah." Zach mumbled.

"Mhm." Jack hummed.

"Great! Let's go." Jonah smiled.

The boys piled out of the car, their feet taking them to the entrance of the party they were invited to. The house, booming with music, over spilling with drunk adults, alive with laughter and screams, welcomed the boys in, sure to hold a night none of them would ever forget.

The group of 5 entered the house, Jonah sending them one more warning glance before a smile erupted on his face when he saw his boyfriend wave at him, the older blonde grabbing him by arm and dragging him away with a quick smile to the remaining boys.

"Man, Eben is something else." Zach chuckled.

"At least they're happy together. We're gonna go, bye guys!" Jack yelled over the loud music, pressing a kiss to Zach's nose before leading the younger to the dance floor where they began to dance the night away, their laughter mixing together, resonating throughout the air as their bodies pressed flush together, their happiness irreplaceable.

Daniel watched the 2 youngest with a fond smile, his attention shifted to his blonde boyfriend when he felt a small tug on his shirt sleeve, "Yeah baby?"

"Can we get some drinks?" Corbyn asked.

"Yeah c'mon." Daniel nodded, his arm wrapped around Corbyn's waist as he led the blonde to the kitchen. "Alright what'd you want to drink?"

"Let's do shots." Corbyn suggested, a daring look in his eye as he grabbed the bottle the bottle of vodka conveniently placed right next to him.

Daniel didn't argue, a smile on his face as he grabbed 2 shot glasses at gave them to Corbyn, the latter messily pouring the clear liquid into the small glasses.

"Bottoms up." Corbyn smirked, throwing the shot back, Daniel following.

"Hello boys." A light british accent sounded, Corbyn turning around to see a boy with dark curly hair, a smirk fixed on his lips as he leaned on the counter, his piercing amber eyes scanning over Corbyn and Daniel. "Leo." He introduced.