let it snow! | dorbyn

TWENTY TWO

december 22nd

jonah felt like he was in some sort of fever dream. all of it felt so odd, but a good odd. it was odd that all five of them turned out to like boys, and that it just so happened that everyone's soulmates were in the band (except for eben.) but it was a good odd that they were all happy, but odd that they were allowed to be this happy. daniel and corbyn were announcing their relationship in just three days, which means management will ruin the happiness they all felt.

zach and jack finally realized their undeniable love for one another, but jack had to travel all the time, which zach didn't like at all. it was clear. and he wasn't blaming jack for that, he just hates that he finally got his boy and now has to wait a full week to kiss him, hold him, hug him, and just be with him.

jonah and eben figured their shit out too, thank god. they were taking it slow. very very slow.

eben sighed, taking his mouth off of jonah's body. "alright, you're thinking. why are you thinking when your dick is-"

jonah covered eben's mouth and shot him a look.

full access.

"i dunno. everything seems too perfect. something is bound to happen to ruin the perfectness."

eben frowed, covering their bodies with jonah's thick duvet. "what? like... between us?"

"no! no, but.. besides zach being sad, everyone is happy, and when are we ever happy? never. we, as a band, are never truly happy unless we're on stage or interacting with fans or just with each other. so what's going to happen? do they have the power to break up corbyn and daniel? do you know how depressed they'd be? them being depressed would make the rest of us depressed and we'll be one depressed band."

"i don't think they'd be able to break them up, but probably do the whole fake relationship thing. but it would be a lot harder if- when they come out. baby, they're probably just gonna get yelled at. a lot. but breaking them up? that's a bit too far i think."

"yeah you're probably right."

eben rolled his eyes, leaning down to kiss the pout off his lips. "i'm always right. now. stop thinking about management and start thinking about how good i'm about to make you feel."

(so much for taking it slow.)

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corbyn was in the bathroom making sure his neck was covered while daniel was on the couch on instagram live. the rest of the seavey family were out doing last christmas shopping, so it was just the two of them.

he then went to the kitchen, getting them a warm drink, since the temperature dropped yet again. he took the hot mugs of hot coffee in his hands, and walked over to the living room. he handed daniel his mug and sat down beside him.

"thanks bug."

corbyn smiled at him, satisfied with one, daniel's arm wrapped around him, and two, that his neck wasn't in view. corbyn leaned against him, taking a small sip of the steaming drink.

"hey guys." he read the comments flowing in, mostly consisting of key smashes because dorbyn! "how are you guys?"

daniel was messing around with corbyn's hair, twisting the strands between his pointer finger and thumb. "you guys are cuddly today. well you see. daniel here got himself stuck in a snowstorm and he's been cold ever since, so i'm doing what i do best and that's cuddling."

"okay, you're making it sound worse than it is, corb." he chuckled, gently tugging on his hair. "explain the picture you posted on your story." daniel read out loud. "i'm guessing you're talking about the one where i was between his legs? well. like he said, he's an amazing cuddler and he's surprisingly comfortable." daniel said. "and his thighs are a chefs kiss thank you very much."

corbyn giggled, his eyes reading the comments kiss daniel's hand if dorbyn is real😁

he scrunched his nose, lacing their hands together and kissing his knuckles. daniel didn't say anything about it, but he laughed when everyone freaked out. corbyn scrolled up on the comments and pointed to the one he had read. daniel rolled his eyes and squeezed his hand.

"how're the boys? they're good, jack's in hawai'i, zach is in LA, jonah and eben are back home... we were literally just on facetime with each other."

"what are your christmas plans?" corbyn looked at daniel for the answer.

"probably just chill with family. maybe go to the ice rink, but we're just gonna be safe, social distance, all that jazz."

"i think we're also gonna go around town handing out money to homeless, and then go to a few fire departments and bring some gifts for them." corbyn smiled, biting his nail. "and no we probably won't record it."

"there's also something else coming on christmas day but we can't tell." daniel hid his excitement behind his mug. corbyn hummed, snuggling closer to daniel. "alright we're gonna go bake some cookies."

after the live ended, daniel set their mugs down on the ground to pull corbyn on his lap. he loosened the collar of the sweater. he gently wrapped his hand around his neck, finding a spot on his neck to take between his teeth and suck.

corbyn sighed, giving him more access to his neck. he balled up his shirt in his fists, tiny whimpered escaping him. "the little noises you make, sweetheart," he pressed his thumb against the mark he made. "drive me insane."

words were failing him currently. his brain was a traitor. once daniel's hand was around his neck, he was gone. his eyes glossed over, a blush was on his cheeks, butterflies erupted in his tummy. the words daniel were saying made him completely forget how to act.

"i can't wait to show the world that you're mine. that i got the best boy. the sweetest little bug." he kissed his neck again. "all mine, sweet love."

"all yours."

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[a/n]
happy holidays <3