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Source of my happiness | Corbyn Besson

(A/N: the character [you] is 16 by the way, so them and Corbyn don't get together in this story. Also, yes this is basically based off of the whole drama with Corbyn at the moment. Yes I believe what he did was wrong but that was what, 7 years ago? The 14 year old Corbyn is most certainly not the same as the 21 year old Corbyn we all know and love. Anyways, I hope you enjoy :) )

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I lay asleep in the warm blankets of the bed, next to Corbyn who is wide awake at 9 am. Unknown to me, he's crying. Sobbing, even. His shoulders shake with every silent sob escaping out of his mouth. We had to share a bed because of the lack of rooms, and since there are 5 of them in the band, he offered to share with me. I met the boys at an award show and we've stuck together ever since, going on joint tours together.

I wake up suddenly from a loud sound and stiffly roll over, seeing Corbyn huddled into a ball as his shoulders slowly shake. My heart breaks at the sight and he lets out a small and quiet whimper. "Corbyn?" I whisper gently, lightly rubbing his shoulder. He looks up and into my eyes, showing the dark bags and bloodshot, watery eyes.

"Oh corbyn" I mumble and sit up, causing him to immediately sit up and hug me. He buries his face in my neck and wraps his arms around my waist tightly as if he let go I'd be gone, and his cries get harder and louder.

"Shh, you're okay. You're okay" I whisper into his ear, running a hand through his soft hair and the other rubbing gentle circles along his back. He only holds on tighter, needing as much comfort and warmth as possible.

After a few long minutes of his heart-clenching cries and my comforting, his cries die down and he's just left with shaky breaths. "They're right" he whispers. Confusion spreads across my face as I try to figure out what he means, until it all clicks. Corbyn has been getting so much hate from their "fans" and it's worsened his depression. He barely eats and comes out of his room, and he only comes out for band meetings and time in the studio.

"No, corbyn. They're just toxic little cupcakes who just want to get a reaction from you. I know it's hard, but I think you should just delete your social media apps for a while until it's settled down. You've apologised, but they just want more drama because that's the only "excitement" in their lives. What they're saying to you and telling you to do is making everyone's favourite and loving bean fade. Please, just let us help you"

He doesn't say anything, he just snuggles in closer and slightly loosens his death of a hold around my waist. "Thank you" he whispers.

"It's alright bean. Now, how about you take the day off today. You've been really stressed from working really hard these past few weeks that one day off won't hurt. You deserve it" I suggest, and he just nods in response.

"I'll get up and tell the boys since they're all awake obviously. Come down when you're ready for breakfast" I remove his arms from around my waist and get out of bed, placing the covers back over Corbyn's fragile body.

"Hey y/n" Jack hollers as I walk into the kitchen. "Hey jack" I yawn, turning around and seeing Corbyn tiredly pattering down the stairs. "Aye bro, want some pancakes? Jonah made your favourite" Daniel offers as he sips his apple juice. "Sure" Corbyn replies, sitting down next to him.

I put his usual toppings on his pancakes and place it on the table in front of him as everyone else eats, before sitting in front of him and eating my own. He gives me a thankful smile and starts eating.

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The rest of the boys left for the studio around 10 and It's now 9pm, so it's still just Corbyn and I in the Why Don't We household. I walk into the living room to see Corbyn laying on the living room floor on his back, staring blankly at the ceiling with his hood covering most of his hair. "Wassup" I say laying down next to him. He doesn't respond, and instead he reaches for his phone and in no more than 10 seconds 'Falling' by Harry Styles starts playing through the speakers.

He starts mumbling the lyrics and when it gets to the chorus, I join in. We both sing out loud to the chorus, before calming it down as I sing the second verse. As the chorus comes on again the boys walk through the front door, immediately seeing Corbyn and I singing while laying on the carpeted floor.

Seeing that we haven't noticed their presence, Daniel pulls out his phone and records us on instagram as we sing the high note together in perfect harmony. The song slowly comes to an end and the other boys leave the room. An idea pops into my head and I suddenly jump up, feeling slightly light headed from the sudden movement.

"What's wrong?" Corbyn asks confused. "Want to go star gazing? I wanna learn more about them and you love everything about space" I say excitedly, watching as he gets up and laughs. "Of course we can" he readjusts the hoodie on his head and places a fluffy beanie on my head.

I giggle and grab his hand, running out the front door and around the side of the house. We walk further up the grass and stop at a clearing full of flowers and soft grass. Corbyn lays down and I lay next to him, finally looking up at the night sky.

The bright stars litter the dark night sky, the faint sound of the boys' chatter from inside the house in the background. "Did you know that there are 88 official constellations?" Corbyn blurts out, his eyes fixed on the sky. "Official? Does that mean there are more in the universe that humans can't see?" I wonder aloud.

"Yup. There's still so much out there that no one knows about. For all we know there could be another planet far off in our galaxy that has life on it" as he speaks, two shooting stars fly across the sky before disappearing into the abyss. A smile grows onto both of our faces, before something enters my mind causing me to burst out laughing.

"Do-do you remember when we all went star gazing last year? We were just laying in silence when Zach-" I say through my laughter, but can't continue as I laugh even harder. Corbyn caught onto what I was talking about and burst out laughing too, us both doubling over in laughter as we hold onto our stomachs.

"When he farted as loud as a firework? Yeah" he laughs, causing me to laugh louder at the comparison. My stomach hurting from laughing so hard caused it to come to a stop, but Corbyn and I still had a giddy smile on our faces. A cold breeze passes through and nips at my cold skin, making me lightly shiver.

Corbyn notices and lifts his arm, wrapping it around my shoulders and pulling me into his side. I sigh deeply and rest my head in his neck, immediately feeling the warmth radiating off of his body. "Thank you, y/n" he says.

"For what? I haven't done anything" I ask, confusion lacing my tone. "For staying my friend and caring for me. I haven't smiled and laughed in the last 3 months as much as I have today, and it's literally all because of you. I don't know how you do it." He smiles, resting his head against mine.

"I like helping people, no matter the situation. I never would've stopped being your friend nor would I ever stop caring for you. You're like a big brother to me, more of a brother than my actual brother." I respond. His heart smiles throughout my whole response, tightening his hold on me.

"You're the source of my happiness, y/n" he smiles, causing me to smile.

*-* Jonah's POV *-*

"What are they even doing out there?" Zach asks as he walks up to the bay window Daniel and I are standing at. "They've just been looking at the stars, but they did have like a 3 minute long fit of laughter about god-knows what" I reply, pulling my eyes away from the pair outside.

"It's good for him though, he hasn't smiled and laughed this much in quite a while. Y/n is really good at helping people when they're down. I think we've all experienced it. Now it's Corbyn's turn" Daniel sighs, slightly smiling.

"If y/n wasn't here with us when I was going through shit, I would probably still be in the pits" Jack says gratefully. The boys nod in agreement as y/n had selflessly helped all of them when they were down, and they will be forever grateful for her.