everything changes when you're sad, even your writing💜 requested>>>
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
[🖤☁️💛]
CORBYN'S POV
"baby" i yell as i walk into me and daniel's shared house, softly putting down my suitcase, frowning once he doesn't reply, nor run into my arms, something out of the ordinary for us. "i'm home love" i yell once more, slipping off my shoes, laying them down by the front door.
i sigh as i walk into the kitchen to grab some water, pausing once i see a pacifier laying on the counter. what the hell i think, picking it up, tilting my head in confusion. i place it back on the counter, then make my way up our spiral staircase. "dani?" i say, knocking on our bedroom door, trying to give him some privacy. "are you in her-"i start to say as i open the door, eyes wide.
i see daniel laying on the floor on his stomach, reading a book while sucking a pacifier.
he looks over to me, hearing me uneasy breathing, dropping the pacifier, then looking up at me. at stand there in shock, confused. "d-d-dani?" i say, looking around shocked. "h-h-hey" he stutters, standing up in front of me. "what is going on?" i ask, heart racing.
he looks down at his finger, picking at them.
"i turned small" he mumbles. i grab his wrist, forcing him to look up. "so your just telling me, you're small? shit daniel that makes no sense" i yell, walking around with my hands on my head.
"when i'm stressed, go back to five" he mumbles once more.
i turn around looking at him, hurt filling my eyes. "h-h-how long?" i ask, feeling my blood boil as he had already had the stuff. he looks up at me, walking closer. "3 months" he mumbles.
"are you fucking kidding me" i say, getting angry punching the mirror. "you kept this from me, for three fucking months? t-t-this is insane" i yell, tears streaming down my face from anger.
"i-i-i'm sorry corbyn, i really am" he cries out. i stand still. feeling hurt.
"why didn't you tell me?" i ask, feeling my heartache. "did you not trust me?"
"no baby. of course i did" he says, wrapping his arms around my neck, pulling me closer to him. "i love you so much, i just thought you'd be embarrassed" he sighs out. "plus i'm not proud of it" he mutters. i pull him into my chest, running my hands through his hand gently.
"don't be ashamed of something you can't help. i shouldn't of flipped out and i'm sorry." i tell him, apologizing. he looks up at me smiling. "i go back to five" he giggles, as i smile.
"can't wait till you go back to five, so i can take care of you my love.'
