let it snow! | dorbyn

TWENTY EIGHT

december 28th

"oregon doesn't seem too bad now, huh?"

corbyn snorted, signing another cd. "i'd prefer getting stuck in a storm than this."

"i'm never gonna live that one down."

the boys were seated around daniel's table, quietly signing the cd's. jack was scarily quiet, his eyes puffy and red. zach had placed a water bottle in front of him, the boy only taking a few sips. jonah was in the kitchen, getting a few snacks for the boys.

they've been at it since 7 in the morning, and it was nearing 5 pm. it was clear that jack was struggling more than the others. him and corbyn went on a short walk around the neighborhood with kobe, but that was hours ago.

"zach i can't do this." the boys looked at jack, his fingers covered in sharpie, his hands trembling. tears were threatening to spill from his eyes. "'m sorry, i-i can't feel my fingers and i know 's not fair-"

"jack it's fine. you probably signed more than all of us already. take a break." daniel gave him a smile. he slouched in his seat, allowing zach to move him onto his lap. he was straddling his thighs, letting his body relax against his younger boyfriend.

zach continued to sign the cds with jack in his lap.

jonah came back to the living room with a few bowls, placing them down. they thanked the oldest, who had a frown on his face when he saw jack. "you good jack?"

"can't feel my fingers. tired. wanna go home."

jonah moved around the table, crouching down behind the chair zach was sitting on so he could see jack. "why don't you eat a little something? there's graham crackers, the ones you like." he brushed the fallen hair off of his eye. "i know you're hungry."

"a little." he admitted quietly. "i don't wanna move."

"you can stay in zach's lap. but move when you're ready, okay? i'll post mates some food for us."

"café rio?"

jonah laughed, nodding his head. "sure jack." he stood up and walked back over to his spot at the table. he picked up his phone, inwardly groaning at the few texts randy sent. "randy wants to know our progress. and he also wants to let corbyn know that he's set up a hollywood fix date. he'll be seen with a local LA model."

"great. that's great." corbyn threw his sharpie on the table. "so i'll look like a complete ass to daniel. not only that but i got enough shit when i was dating christina. okay. cool." he scoffed. he stood up and stormed off to most likely daniel's room.

daniel bit his tongue. zach set down a copy, then rubbed both of his eyes. he's exhausted.

and he just wants his friends to be happy.

"i'm gonna lay down with jack til the food comes. my fingers are tingling."

daniel and jonah both nodded their heads with tight smiles.

once they were on the couch, jonah instantly apologized.

"it's not your fault man. i guess, if anything, it's ours-"