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🌲💙
DECEMBER 25th
corbyn let out a yawn as his body slowly shifted into consciousness. his head was stuffed into the crook of daniel's warm neck, limiting his vision to the skin of the male and a slight glimpse of the white pillow below them. carefully, he slipped himself out of the blond's tight grip. he hovered above his sleeping boyfriend, chuckling at how cute he looked. he leaned down, kissing the bridge of his nose. "dani, it's christmas!" he exclaimed, shaking the boy.
daniel groaned, pulling corbyn back down into his chest. "mmh it's early baby," he murmured. corbyn whined and untangled his body from around daniel's.
he picked up his phone, immediately shocked by the endless amount of messages he had. "daniel what did you do?" he asked, opening up instagram. his notifications were flooded with tags of him in a picture that he didn't particularly enjoy. "ew, why did you take that?" he cringed.
daniel crushed his body into corbyn's once again, "don't say ew. your adorable bubby."
corbyn pursed his lips and opened up the camera on his phone. "well if you get to take pictures of me, i get to take pictures of you," he compromised. daniel lightly smiled, and layed flat on his back, allowing for corbyn to climb back on top of him. "look at this handsome boy," he coo'd, pinching his cheek. he snapped a few photos before daniel swatted the phone away.
"do you just want to be lazy before we eat and open the rest of the presents?" daniel asked through a yawn. corbyn nodded and grabbed the remote from beside them, turning on a random baking competition. "baby go look at twitter," daniel urged.
corbyn grabbed his phone again and opened up the blue app. he was taken back by the hundreds of tweets.
TSBBSJ CORBYN AND DANIEL SPENT CHRISTMAS TOGETHER IN A HOTEL?! THAT SMELLS LIKE DORBYN TO ME!
THEY ARE LITTERALLY SLEEPING TOGETHER @corbynbesson @seaveydaniel
UHM I KNOW THIS FANDOM LIKES TO JOKE ABOUT SHIPS BUT...(i think this one might be real)
daniel? and? corbyn? together? yes. please.
STFU @seaveydaniel @corbynbesson YOU GUYS ARE ADORABLE
FIRST DANIEL KISSED HIS HEAD ON THE IG STORY, THEN THEY SPEND XMAS TOGETHER, AND THEN DANI POSTS A PIC OF CORBYN SLEEPING UHM- dorbyn?
his once pale cheeks were now blush red and warm as he countiued to scroll through the tweets. "is it even worth hiding at this point?" he sighed, eyes trailing over to the younger.
daniel slipped his arm under corbyn and pulled him closer, "we don't have to directly tell them anything yet," he paused to kiss the brunet's temple, "let them have their conspiracies. we'll go at our own pace, okay?"
"okay."
after the two had eventually found the strength to pull themselves out of bed, they brushed their teeth and washed their faces, but ultimately decided to stay in their pajamas as it was christmas morning.
"presents or breakfast?" daniel questioned.
"mmmh breakfast," corbyn decided, placing a hand over his empty stomach, "i'm hungry!"
the new couple held hands for the entirety of their journey downstairs. the strong scent of bacon stung their noses as they stepped into the lobby. light christmas music was also playing, brightening up the dull circumstances. "all this food makes me miss my family," daniel sighed as he began to make his plate. corbyn frowned and lightly placed his hand over his shoulder to comfort the boy.
"we'll get out of here soon," he assured.
"i wouldn't trade these passed few days for the world though," daniel set his plate aside and began to pour some apple juice into a glass, "i'm glad we got stuck here because," he placed the glass back down next to the plate, "now," he continued, grabbing both of corbyn's hands and connecting their foreheads, "you're," kiss, "my," kiss, "boyfriend." kiss.
corbyn giggled, pushing him away, "your cute daniel."
"your cuter."
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a/n sorry it's been a hot minute 🥵 gonna update again tn probably cuz this was short
