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requests
late night help
the nights
out of love
falling
fixed
waste my time
baby, it's cold outside
stacy
late night help pt. 2
phases
wrong direction
boyfriend
stuck with u

grilled cheese

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By -STUDMUFFINS

ship - dorbyn
warnings - none
wc - 1107
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Corbyn was an insomniac. He had been for the longest time. He just couldn't get his brain to calm down when it was time to go to sleep.

He had tried many methods to get rid of his insomnia, but none had worked. He usually only got a couple of hours of sleep, and on days he did sleep for more than six hours it was restless and uncomfortable.

Corbyn was used to the house being completely silent at night. Which was why he was kind of shocked when he heard a knock on his door at 2:47 in the morning.

He climbed out of bed, slipped on a hoodie onto his shirtless torso, and walked out of his room.

He reached the front door and looked out the peephole. He was surprised to see who he saw.

He opened the door and was met with a gust of cold wind, the sound of light rain, and a familiar face.

"Daniel? What are you doing here?"

The brunet stood on his doorstep. He was shivering, wearing only a pair of sweats and a long sleeve shirt.

"Can I come in?" The younger asked, crossing his arms to trap some of his body heat.

"Of course," he said, moving away from the door a bit so he could make his way in.

Daniel walked in and took his shoes off. Corbyn closed the door and took off his hoodie, handing it to the other and leaving himself shirtless.

"What is this for?" Daniel asked with a questioning look.

Corbyn raised his eyebrow, "It's the middle of winter and you just showed up at my house at, like, three in the morning, wearing nothing but a shirt and some sweatpants. You look like you're freezing."

Daniel nodded and pulled the sweater on.

Corbyn wasn't a stranger to the brunet. They were what most people would call 'friends with benefits."

The two friends had hooked up quite a bit during the summer. Though they hadn't seen each other since then, both of them busy with their own lives.

"So... is there a reason why you're here?" Corbyn asked, not sure why he had shown up.

"Well, I couldn't sleep, so I thought maybe a walk would be a good idea. I guess I lost track of time as I was walking, but I started getting cold. It just started raining out of nowhere, and I remembered that you lived around here. So, yeah."

"Are you crazy? It's the middle of January, and you thought it would be a good idea to take a walk at night?"

Daniel just looked down at his hands that were covered by the long sleeves of Corbyn's sweater.

"Daniel, you could have gotten hurt! Someone could have done something to you. Or you could have caught a cold. Please don't do anything stupid like this again."

"Why do you care so much? Look I'm sorry if you don't want me here. I'll leave." He turned to walk out.

"No! Stop, don't leave." Corbyn grabbed his arm, "It's going to start raining harder. I can't let you walk back in this weather."

The brunet sighed. He turned around, knowing that he was right. He couldn't walk back in the freezing rain.

"Is it ok with you if I stay here?" He asked.

"Of course," Corbyn told him as he scratched his shoulder, only then remembering that he didn't have have a shirt on, "are you tired?"

"Not really, but I'm kinda hungry though."

Corbyn nodded and led him to the kitchen. He searched through his fridge and pulled out the bread, butter and cheese, as he remembered that Daniel had once told him that he liked grilled cheese.

"Is grilled cheese ok with you?" He asked, just to make sure.

"Yeah, that would be great." Daniel smiled at the boy who had begun to make the sandwiches.

He lifted himself onto the kitchen island, and watched as Corbyn put cheese on the bread slices. An awkward silence settled over them.

"So, how has life been treating you?" Daniel said to try to cut the tension.

"Pretty good. How about you?"

"Yeah, I'm good." Corbyn turned to face Daniel as he talked to him. Daniel let his eyes move down Corbyn's toned abdomen. His sweats rode low on his hips, the waistband of his boxers visible.

Corbyn cleared his throat, and Daniel then realized that he had been staring. He blushed and looked away from the blonde.

Deep down, he always knew he had liked Corbyn. When they first started hooking up, he did it because that way he could at least pretend that he meant something more to the older than just a friend.

Little did he know that the only reason Corbyn had stopped seeing him was because he had developed feelings himself for the brunet who now sat in front of him. He thought that if he distanced himself from Daniel, maybe they would go away.

But looking at him now, he knew that nothing had changed.

Corbyn turned around and continued making the grilled cheeses. He turned on the stove, put the frying pan on it, and waited for it to get hot.

"Corbyn?" Daniel said. Corbyn turned towards him.

"Yeah?"

"I need to ask you something,"

"Shoot,"

Daniel took a deep breath, "what would you do if I kissed you?"

"Right now?"

"Yeah,"

Corbyn smirked and looked at daniel, at how good he looked in Corbyn's hoodie.

"This," he said, as he placed his lips on Daniel's.

Daniel immediately kissed back, wrapping his arms around his neck. It wasn't like how they had kissed in the past. This kiss was slow and soft, their lips crashing together gently.

Corbyn broke away from the kiss and smiled.

"You don't even know how long I've wanted to do that," he told Daniel.

"Trust me, I've wanted that much longer than you have."

The two smiled at each other, enjoying each other's presence.

"Daniel?"

"Hmmm?"

"Will you be my boyfriend?"

Daniel giggled, "we've never even been on a date. Are you sure you want to date me?"

Corbyn felt his heart skip when he heard the younger giggle, "yes, I'm sure. But I'm taking you on a date tomorrow. How does that sound?"

"Sounds great." Corbyn grinned and turned back to the stove.

As Corbyn continued making the grilled cheeses, Daniel swung his leg back and forth. He admired his, now, boyfriend.

Once he was done, Corbyn set the plate of grilled cheese on the island, beside Daniel.

The two ate and exchanged soft smiles, cute compliments, and sweet kisses all throughout the night.

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Holy SHNITZLE, this one loNg. Also, this is actually based off of a dream that my sister had about my friend making me grilled cheese late at night with his shirt off............
aNyGaY-
Have a good day/night :)

♡ONESHOTS♡

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