let it snow! | dorbyn

TWENTY NINE

december 29th

evahewitt: we just got into the uber, where are we heading?

corbynbesson: *i have no idea what to put as an address so let's say this is his address!!!!*

corbynbesson: band mates are here right now, they might be a little crazy but you'll grow to love them:,)

corbynbesson: i'm also extremely hungover

evahewitt: thank you for this corbyn :( you have no idea how much this means to us

evahewitt: and no worries, del is probably the biggest drinker to ever exist. i've had to deal with a hungover gf for years now:)

corbynbesson: of course!! i wasn't about to let you guys spend new years in a snow storm

corbynbesson: oh god you and daniel are gonna bond over that

corbyn shut his phone off, settling back down on daniel's bed. they had to get up, go interact with people, but his head was pounding and he didn't want to move.

daniel came into his room for the second time that morning. "babylove angelface cutest bug in the world, it is time to get up." he set down a bottle of water and an advil. "how's your head, corbs?"

"'s great." he sat up, tugging daniel closer. "come cuddle me."

"i'd love to but del and eva are on their way, the boys are questioning if you're alive and farah and moons are here."

"oh for real? why?"

"i invited them. and farah wanted to check up on you." daniel said, helping him drink some water. "and i'm in love with moony so."

"ouch." he pouted, knowing daniel was just teasing.

"you, mister, said you were in love with farah." daniel kissed his head. he looked miserable. his head was pounding, like he had a heartbeat beneath his eyes. "how's your tummy feeling?"

"mmph." he dropped his head on daniel's shoulder. "can you pick out an outfit for me? 'm too tired to move."

"sure baby. but you'll need to let me go."

"no." he whined.

"well i'm not gonna let you go downstairs in just your boxers, bug." daniel chuckled, kissing him once. "let me get you some sweats and one of my shirts, okay? it'll only take a few seconds."

corbyn pouted the entire time. it was cute. daniel helped him get the shirt on, and took the covers off his leg to get his sweats on. "go wash up, bug."

ten minutes later, they were downstairs. corbyn fell on the couch, his head on farah's lap. "hi corbs." she smiled, playing with his hair. "how are you feeling."

"never drinking again."

zach laughed at that. "good joke, corb."

corbyn flipped him off.

daniel was in the kitchen with leo, jonah eben and jack, getting snacks and drinks out. they all clicked instantly. jack was a little intimidated by leo, but once he introduced himself as moony, jack seemed to relax and now he had another older (much older. he's like, 26.) brother.