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[🖤☁️💛]
CORBYN'S POV
"hey guys" i quietly say into the tiny camera that was propped up against a couple of books in the bathroom as i sat on the side of the bathtub. "so daniel is downstairs right now, and i wanna prank him" i chuckle out, finding the whole situation funny. i pick up the vlog camera, holding it close to my face as whisper into it, hearing daniel come up the stairs.
"i'm gonna pretended i'm not feeling well, the suddenly pass out on him to see how he reacts. it's just for fun guys, then after that will probably fuck, but don't worry about it" i giggle out as i walk out of the bathroom, holding the small camera behind my back; as i make a rip down the stairs and into the living, propping the camera up behind a plant, before running back up stairs.
once i hear dani make his way down stairs, i poor water on my face, rubbing it over my body to make it look like i was sweating a ton. i then cleverly make my way down stairs; dragging my feet across the carpet as i came in view of daniel, who stood up cautiously, eyes scanning my 'sick' body, as i try to keep a straight face.
"darling, y-y-you look like-awful" i states as i roll my eyes, holding back my laughter, as i could see the concern written over my boyfriends face, leaning into his, wrapping my arms around his neck, as i stick my tongue out at the hidden camera.
"m'feel icky" i say as he sits down on the couch pulling me with him, as i lay my head on his shoulder closing my eyes, endorsing all his available heat.
"what hurts?" he questions as he pulls my 'sweaty' hair out of my face; leaving a gently kiss on my forehead as i hum. "everything. m'don't feel good" i 'sickly' say as he stands up, bringing me with him, as he speaks. "lets go get medicine k?" he hesitantly says, as my legs sway, me suddenly falling to the floor, as he catches my head before it hits the ground.
"baby?" he yells as he runs his hands over my 'hot' face as i hold back laughter.
"please baby. wake up" he cries out, my heart swelling at how much he cared. "this isn't funny corbyn, wake up. you're scaring me" he sobs out, as i feel him lean over my body, placing his head against my chest, as i stop breathing for a second, to scare him even more.
"you're not breathing. why the fuck are you not breathing" he screams as he picks up his phone, dialing a number as he lifts my 'limp' body into his warm embrace, caressing his hands through my hair as he cries, my heart swelling.
"jonah, c-c-corbyn passed out, i can't tell if he's breathing or no-" he begins to say as i jump up, letting out a big scream scaring the shit out of him as he throws his phone, mouth hung agape as he stares at me, eyes wide in shock, as i burst into laughter.
"where's the fucking camera" he growls, eyes red as i hesitantly point to it, him immediately getting up and turning it off, as i stand up in front of him, eyes searching his. "why would you do that to me? seriously corbyn" he yells grabbing my wrist, as i bit the inside of my jaw.
