✧ butterfly ✧

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~ fluffy and a little sad - prettyboyherron this is for you meg because i felt like it because ily ~

~ also this is top dani hehe - also this is like a relationship but kinda not because they're not dating but like they're dating ok cool bye ~

~ if the mention of self harm triggers you read at your own risk (: ~

~ 3rd person ~

corbyn struggled a lot when he was in his early teen years and he still struggled now. he struggled so bad that he nearly ruined his life. so he got something - he told no one and got no permission - that was the best thing that could've happened to him.

~*~

corbyn was over at one of his best friends for a party he was having. to be completely honest the boy wasn't having very much fun. the blonde was tired and would've much rather been asleep or at least at home instead of having to be social but the boy was his best friend and he'd do anything for him.

people drank and others danced, everyone smiling and laughing. corbyn stayed in the kitchen where it was mostly safe from human encounters, well that is until a bunch of his friends came along.

"i know you but i can't remember your name" jonah slurred and cracked up laughing as he patted corbyn on the shoulder before stumbling away. "aye corbyn" zach slurred, dragging out the e in aye. "corbyn!" jack yelled even though he was a metre away from him. "hey guys" corbyn replied and smiled disappointedly at how intoxicated his friends were already. the three chatted - well zach and jack did most of the talking - until daniel interrupted.

"hey corbs" the brunette said and pushed the two boys towards the dance floor before opening his arms out for the blonde.  "hey dani, how are you?" corbyn said as he walked into the brunettes arms, wrapping his loosely around daniel's middle. "i'm better now that you're here, how are you bubba?" daniel spoke softly in corbyn's ear. "m' tired" the blonde muttered before yawning and tucking his head further into daniel's shoulder.

the brunette wanted them from side to side gently as he thought about how he could get corbyn to stay. the brunette abruptly stopped, an idea popping into his head. "how about you go nap upstairs in my room and i'll wrap this party up about half an hour before it was supposed to end? you can stay the night and we can watch movies, whatever you want!" daniel exclaimed. corbyn's head shot up and looked up at daniel's glimmering eyes, any thought about declining and just going home vanished and he found himself agreeing. "perfect! i'll see you in a couple hours" the boy kissed corbyn sweetly on the forehead before letting him go.

the blonde made his was upstairs and into the familiar room. corbyn breathed in, the smell of daniel hitting his nose and making him tingle. the boy locked the door (he didn't want any party goers coming in and he knew daniel had his key) before changing into some of daniels clothes that were more comfortable to sleep in than his own clothes.

corbyn would usually sleep shirtless or at least with a shirt on but to cover what corbyn needed to be had to sleep in a hoodie. not only did the hoodie cover his secret, it smelt so strongly of the brunette boy that it seemed he was right next to the blonde, hugging him. corbyn enjoyed that feeling a lot.

the blonde got in bed and snuggled down into the plush comforter, somehow daniel's bed felt more homey than his own and he instantly fell into a peaceful sleep.

~*~

the blonde's soft breathing was heard as daniel made his way into his bedroom, the blonde was cuddled up under his blankets and he looked absolutely precious. daniel moved further into the room and lightly sat down at the edge of the bed. he just admired corbyn, taking in all his small features. however as he was admiring the boy he had come to love, the boy shifted and one of the sleeves to his hoodie (which daniel then realised was his) rolled down slightly and exposed a small mark. the mark was hard to make out from where daniel was sat so he carefully moved closer so he could see it.

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