let it snow! | dorbyn

THREE

december 3rd

"consider this an early christmas present." jonah dropped the light box on corbyn's lap. he was sitting on their couch, watching supernatural since it's his comfort show. "oh, open the envelope last."

jonah took a seat beside eben. corbyn narrowed his eyes, placing the box in front of him. "what's going on between you two."

"nothing." eben said tightly. "open the box shithead."

"rude." he huffed, pausing the show on the screen. "i'm just saying." he said as he tore the wrapping paper off. "you say there's nothing going on between you two but it's the endless eyefucking, checking each other's asses out-"

"okay lies?" jonah interrupted him, giving him a look.

"-so would it hurt if you guys just confess your undeniable love for each other?" corbyn snapped at them. they rolled their eyes, and watched corbyn open the flaps to the box open. he took the envelope out, setting it down next to the box. "what's all of this?" he frowned.

"snow gear." eben said simply, extending his arm behind jonah so it rested on the couch. "jacket, another beanie, boots, all that."

"why?" he questioned, his eyes once again narrowing.

"open the envelope." jonah responded, his voice soft. eben bit back his smile, taking out his phone to record his reaction.

"guys..." his voice wavered, picking up the white envelope. he tore through it, taking out the ticket inside it. "shut up." he breathed. he stood up, gripping the ticket tight in his hands. "shut up!" he gasped. "how did- how- what?!"

"got them last night." jonah grinned, laughing when corbyn threw himself onto him. "the flight is for later tonight. daniel doesn't know so keep it that way."

"i love you i love you i love you!" corbyn was this close to crying. "but- but," he sniffled. "the storm?"

"it's slowing down, the pilot said it would be safe to travel." eben explained. "and i already talked to your mom about it. she's more than happy."

"stop i love you so much, i'd kiss you but eben and daniel would kill me." corbyn let out a small giggle. eben didn't deny it. "oh i have to pack! thank you! i love you both!" he shot up and ran off to his room with the box and ticket in his hands.

jonah and eben sat on the couch in an awkward silence.

"i'm gonna.. um, i'm gonna..." he sighed, standing up. "do you want anything for lunch?"

eben shook his head, picking at a hangnail on his thumb.

jonah chuckled, blinking away the tears that stung his eyes. "okay." he whispered, walking away from the older boy.

eben stood up, wanting to follow jonah, but instead went to corbyn's room. he was on facetime with daniel, and he didn't want to intrude but they facetime every other hour so he went into the room, and plopped down next to him. "hey daniel."

"hey man. you good? you look sad." daniel pointed out.

eben twisted his lips, humming in response. "i've been thinking about kissing jonah. like, that's all that's on my mind."

"then do it." corbyn pipped in, curling up against eben, holding the phone between them.

"i said i was thinking about it. i cant do it."

"why not? i did that with corbyn." daniel shrugged, drinking something from a red cup.

"yeah okay, but that's different." eben shook his head, playing with corbyn's hair.

"how is- oh. nope, if you're gonna say some shit like 'but he doesn't even like me' i'm going to slap you." corbyn said, mocking eben's voice.

"one, i do not sound like that, and two, it's-"

"not true, eben." daniel laughed at him. "that boy is infatuated with you."

eben sighed. "well. i just made him cry."

corbyn shot up, glaring at eben. "you did what?"

"after you went upstairs he asked if i wanted lunch, i shook my head and he looked like he was about to breakdown." eben mumbled. "completely my fault, i was being dismissive."

"you are such a moron sometimes, i swear."

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jonah walked back inside, the sun started to set only about ten minutes ago. he locked the front door and dropped his keys on the long table by the front door.

he went up the stairs. he picked up wes who was on the top step, scratching and kissing his small head while going straight to his room. he set his cat down, closing the door and let out a long and heavy sigh.

he jumped when he saw eben in his room. "here's the thing."

"eben—"

"shut up for a second." jonah snapped his mouth shut. "i like you." eben breathed out. "i've.. liked you for a while now and-"

jonah felt his bottom lip wobble. "i have to go." his hands were shaking. he was going to throw up, oh my god. he should be happy, right? eben just confessed his feelings and he was about to have a fucking anxiety attack.

eben took in a sharp breath. "oh... um. okay."

"i just." he shook his head, wiping his cheeks, before leaving his room, leaving the house, and leaving los angeles.

he just bought a plane ticket to minnesota. (while driving. it wasn't very safe.

he needs to see his mom.

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[a/n]
i said a drop of angst, i never said with who🤍