let it snow! | dorbyn

SIXTEEN

december 16th

"daniel, you know i can't ice skate for the life of me. you said it yourself i'm not athletic." corbyn whined, stumbling over himself with the skates on his feet.

"and i stand by that." daniel said, wrapping his arm around corbyn's waist, keeping him up. "and maybe i just want to see you being a cute lil bambi on ice."

"bambi's story is tragic."

"bug you're missing the entire point, you look cute when you're on ice, and i want to see you looking cute on ice."

corbyn grumbled, but let daniel lead them to the rink. daniel let go of his hand, letting himself move back. his hands were placed on his hips, a fond smile under his mask, watching his boyfriend struggle to stay upright.

"how the fuck are you good at everything?" corbyn pouted, grabbing onto the wall of the rink. "this isn't fair."

"i'm not good at everything." he said while skating around. "i suck at bass."

"oh yeah but you'll probably be a fucking god at it once you practice enough."

"...okay, well i suck at.. oh you know what, i suck at keeping plants alive."

corbyn paused. "what?"

daniel skated up to him, grabbing his hands. slowly, he started to skate backwards, pulling corbyn forward. "yeah. all my plants are fake because i can't keep them alive. i thought you knew this?"

"i did not know this. kinda sad. how does that even happen?"

"well mister science nerd," daniel started, moving corbyn's hands so they were on his hips. "i've tried to keep plants alive for years but every time they end up dead. in like, less than a day. so i get fake plants, so they won't die on me."

"okay so you have a black thumb."

"...no i just can't keep plants alive."

corbyn laughed, coming to a stop. "that's a black thumb, baby. i'm pretty sure the definition is the inability to make plants grow. which is every gardener's worst fear."

"i think you're just making that up. there is no such thing-"

"there is! why would i lie." corbyn pouted. "you're the one who said not to lie because it's a sin and we shouldn't sin on jesus christ month."

"oh baby we've been sinning since we first got together." daniel bumped their noses together, moving his head down to his ear. "every time we kiss, every time we touch, every time i get you all sweet and soft-"

"daniel."

from under his mask, corbyn was blushing madly. because what the fuck. he can't just pull this out of nowhere, no warnings, no hints, just.. ugh. corbyn whined, hiding his face against daniel's collarbone. "you can't just say that.."

"i can and i will. and i did." daniel said proudly, taking corbyn's hands in his once again. "see you're soft and sweet right now! the cutest."

"i hate you." he huffed, the heat in his face making him squirm. "you're the worst."

"uh huh."

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"i don't think you understand how much i love you." daniel said. they were home and very cold, so they got the bath ready, and now they were emerged in hot water, bubbles surrounding them. they were finally getting warm, but they weren't ready to get out just yet. corbyn sat between daniel's legs, their fingers laced together and resting on corbyn's stomach. "i love you so much it's kind of hurting." corbyn made a noise. daniel gave him a reassuring kiss on his shoulder, leaving a trail of kisses up to behind his ear. "it's a good type of pain. i'm not sure if i can explain it." he chuckled lightly, kissing the back of corbyn's head.

"i've...i've never been with anyone who makes me feel as safe as you do. every time i'm around you, it's instant butterflies. i don't think i've gotten butterflies over that in years." corbyn giggled, moving around until he was facing daniel. the arm that wasn't around his waist before was resting on the rim of his tub, his head now resting on his hand.

his eyes had so much fond. no one has looked at corbyn like that in years.

"you mean the entire world to me, besson." daniel sighed happily, pulling corbyn onto his lap. (awkwardly. since they were naked.) they shared a brief but loving kiss. "i'm never letting you go, i hope you know that."

"you better not, seavey. i want you with me forever." he ran his thumb across his bottom lip. daniel kissed his thumb, and pulled his boyfriend into a tight hug.

butterflies.

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[a/n]
i'm extending this book to the 1st of january :D