Drag Me Down: Zorbyn

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Jonah: 25
Daniel: 25
Corbyn: 24
Jack: 24
Zach: 22
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Summary: Two real big things happened in the span of three days. Zach moved out from his parents house and in with his boyfriends. And he learned the means that will nearly drive him to murder

Corbyn's POV
I sat at the foot of his bed, watching Zach pick and choose things from his closet to stuff in his bookbag. My own closet having been emptied long ago.

" I can't wait to see the apartment," he said, face still soft and round, as if he hadn't aged a day.

" It's really nice. And pretty big considering it's only two bedrooms," I mused in return, absently brushing the wrinkles from his sheets.

" What's the extra room for?"

" Just in case anyone needs some time to himself. If I had to deal with you four 24/7 I'd be insane before the week was over," I giggled, smiling at his pout.

" Mean. You're always so mean," he muttered, zipping up the largest pocket.

" You done?" Standing and walking to him, pressing my legs to his back.

" Almost," he sighed, leaning into me," just gotta get a few things from the bathroom."

He tilted his head back, resting it just above my knees, reaching out for my hand.

I took his, lacing our fingers," what's wrong?" Not liking how dark his eyes were.

" I'm scared of what they'll say," he admitted," I mean, they let me live with them all through college purely because they didn't want me running to you guys. They were furious when you left."

" I don't give a damn about what they have to say," I spat, angry at the mere thought of what they had told him after learning that I wouldn't be coming home.

The thought of the crying, distraught boy that had called me after they told him he wasn't right. That what we had wasn't healthy.

It still lit a fire in my heart, still made me pissed to the point of shaking.

" I'll do all the talking, yeah? I'm not afraid of them. And I'd never let them hurt you. I promise," stepping back so I could kneel, kissing his knuckles.

He turned to face me, laying his chin on my knee," what about you?" His eyes big and scared.

I cupped his cheek, kissing his nose, then between his eyes," don't worry about me. I'd do anything for you."

He leaned into my touch," that's what scares me the most," Zach breathed," promise you won't get hurt? That you won't do anything stupid? Promise me."

" I promise," brushing my fingers down to his throat, stroking there gently," now come on. The others are waiting for us."

I stayed in the room until he came back with his toiletries, carefully putting them away, before nodding with another sigh.

I grabbed his hand and led the way down the stairs, keeping my head high, knowing they were in the living room. That a confrontation was inevitable.

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