all of your ideas were perfect so i'm going to do every one of them cause i love them
warnings: they dead ass softies
requested by: yuhyuhyuh23
t h i r d p e r s o n
corbyn wakes up still wrapped in daniel's arms. the perfect morning with the perfect person.
although it's just a normal day, every morning the pair wake up together it's perfect; wrapped in each other's arms, the love and admiration for one another practically radiating off of their bodies.
corbyn's always the one to wake daniel up, even though he's the heavier sleeper. he wakes up, wakes daniel up, then just wants to sleep again.
that's how every morning goes in their house, but daniel always finds a way to keep corbyn awake.
the blonde runs his fingers loosely through daniel's hair, admiring the boy with a soft smile on his face.
he moves so that he is on top of the brunette, a giggle escaping his lips before he begins to pepper daniel's face with kisses.
daniel wakes up with a chuckle, cupping corbyn's cheeks and connecting their lips.
"morning, bub," he says after they had pulled away.
"morning," corbyn replies, resting his head on daniel's chest.
"how was your sleep?" daniel asks, now running his fingers through the blonde's hair.
"amazing, what about yours?" corbyn replies, pressing a soft kiss to daniel's cheek.
"perfect," daniel says, a content sigh escaping his lips.
"can i go back to sleep, dani?" corbyn asks.
"no, my love. we have things to do," daniel chuckles as corbyn looks up at him.
"if your not going to let me sleep then at least let me cuddle you for a bit before we get up," corbyn pouts making daniel coo.
"your too cute to say no to," daniel replies with a smile. corbyn leans up, kissing daniel's soft lips before pulling away and resting his head on the brunette's chest again.
"i love you, baby," corbyn whispers against daniel's neck.
"i love you more, my prince."
"i would try and argue but you called me your prince and you know that i love that," corbyn giggles, daniel's heart fluttering at the sound.
"i do know you love that, and that's why i called you it," daniel states.
"your so cute, dani. i just never want to let go of you," corbyn says, lacing his and daniel's fingers under the duvet.
"and your perfect, corbyn," daniel replies, pulling their hands up and kissing corbyn's knuckles.
the rest of their morning was spent like that. the two wrapped in each other's arms, listening to one another's soft breaths, cute kisses every one in a while.
it's their perfect morning, and they would never change it.
[ a/n ]
*sigh* i love dorbyn
-megan