𝔑𝔞𝔱𝔲𝔯𝔞𝔩//Corbyn Besson//✔︎

Chapter 16

"That'd be cool," Nik smiles. "We'll get our stuff and... probably move in..."

"A week or two," Zach jumps in.

"Or three," Jack grins.

"Fine. Sure. Whatever," Hayhay sighs. "Can we just sleeeeeeeeeeeep."

"Is it weird that we already have things here?" Nik asks. "I mean, we have our own apartments."

"Though, it's more my apartment," Hayhay says. "Izzy's almost never home."

"Technically, she lives here now," Corbyn comments.

"But she's still paying for our apartment," Hailey sighs. "Not that I mind! I only need to pay half!"

"Alright, okay, whatever," Max mumbles. "It's too late to talk about this." She's leaning against Daniel.

Daniel chuckles. "She's going to fall asleep soon," he says, picking her up bridal style. "'Night guys."

He walks out of the room, followed by Zach, Hailey, Nik, and Jack.

"So," Jonah says, facing us, "what's all... this?"

I look at him.

Corbyn asks, "What?"

"The... cuddling," Jonah adds.

I look back at Corbs. His arms are wrapped around me from behind.

Corbyn looks at me, raising an eyebrow. Are we cuddling? He seems to ask.

I look back to Jonah. "Are we cuddling?"

Jonah nods. "Seems like it."

Corbyn chuckles. "Well... I may have asked Izzy to be my girlfriend a few weeks ago."

"A few weeks ago?" Jonah repeats.

"Yes?" I say, but it sounds more like a question.

"Yes," Corbyn confirms. "It's just... we didn't want to... announce... it right away."

"Wait so we're telling the Limelights today?" I ask him, eyes wide.

"I mean, if you want," Corbyn shrugs.

"Can we do it tomorrow?" I ask shyly.

Corbyn nods. "'Course."

"Thanks, Corby Worby," I grin.

His smile turns into a glare. "Where did you learn that name?"

"You literally wrote that in the autobiography from two years ago, Corbs."

"I regret letting the world know," he sighs.

"But it's such a cute nickname! Other than Bean, and Corbs, of course."

Bean comes prancing up, head tilted.

I giggle, getting out of Corbyn's hold, and picking Bean up.

"I wasn't talking about you, Bean," I smile. "But that's okay. You are extremely cute."

Bean barked, as if he was saying, "I know, right?"

I drop him back on the ground.

"It's pretty late," I tell the two boys. "We should go to bed."

Jonah nods. "Agreed. 'Night guys."

Bean scampers off as well.

And we're left alone.

"Let's go?" I ask Corbyn.

He nods, grabbing my hand. "You're sleeping with me tonight."

I roll my eyes. "Are you saying or asking, Corbyn?"

"Stating," he replies.

I laugh. "Okay. Can I go to my room first though? To get ready for bed?"

He nods. "But be quick." He lets me go, opening his door. "Quick." He shuts the door.

I giggle, going into my own room.

~I'm lazy, so I'm skipping her prep~

I open Corbyn's door, peeking in.

"Corbs?" I open the door wider.

He looks behind him. "What's up?"

I blush... why? I don't really know. I've already seen him shirtless... twice?

I don't reply, just jump onto his bed. "Corbyn?"

"Yeah?"

"Can I borrow a shirt?"

He cocks an eyebrow. "Why?"

"I wanna wear it."

He chuckles, but obliges, tossing me the shirt he'd worn today.

I smile, catching it, and putting it on after yanking off the shirt I'd had on earlier.

His smell encases me, and I sigh. "Can I keep it?"

He sits on the bed. "Sure."

He gets under the covers, pulling me with him.

He lays on his back, the arm closest to me under his head, the other around me. I'm half on top of him, head on his chest, and one hand next to my head. The other somehow holding his left elbow.

"This is oddly comfortable," I say.

"I agree," he replies.

"Good night, Corbs," I murmur.

"'Night Iz."