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kodieoirskott · 5 years

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Here are some more drawings I’ve done :) Make sure to go follow my instagram @anthonijszdanee if you wanna see all the drawings I’ve done.

I AM CURRENTLY BY THE WAY DOING A GIVEAWAY ON MY INSTAGRAM. YOU CAN WIN A DIGITAL PORTRAIT OF YOU AND ONE OF THE WDW BOYS!

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kodieoirskott · 6 years

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Please tag Daniel in my Twitter post and retweet it, it would absolutely mean the world if he could see it. Over on Twitter, I decided to remain a little more mysterious about the entire concept of this piece, but here I’ll give a few hints to easter eggs!

Can you find: - 2 of Daniel’s paintings - A guitar and cello - Something nostalgic for Daniel - A hidden talent of his - The meaning of his tattoo - Visual portrayal of his addition to Youth by Troye Sivan

Twitter: https://www.twitter.com/offkeydanee Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/anthonijszdanee

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kodieoirskott · 6 years

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Blue White Stick, Zach Herron

@Loveherron23 requested the prompt: “I did a pregnancy test” with Zach. I don’t think it’s what you imagined it’d be, but I hope you still like it. Not sure if I do, but I’ve had a lot of trouble writing these requests so I think I just need to warm up a little.

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He was the ultimate last person who should’ve found it.

You could hear him scream your name and heard him running through the apartment. A loud and unexpected bang interrupted his quick pace but soon enough the boy came barging into the kitchen, his fingers tightly wrapped around the blue and white stick.

“What the hell, Y/N?” He held it up, a thin layer of sweat covering his forehead. “You went on one fucking date with that Richard dude.”

Absolutely taken back by the amount of anger in Zach’s voice, you felt your cheeks turn a bright red color. Parting your lips to respond, you could only let out some shaky breaths.

“God- I can’t believe you’d be that dumb. What the hell did you think you were doing?”

Raising your hand to point at the stick in his hand, you felt your heart quiver. “I did a pregnancy test.”

Rolling his eyes frustrated, he nodded. “You wouldn’t say so. You’re so lucky you’re not pregnant, Jesus. What were you thinking?” Pausing for just a hot second, his frown then turned into a look of worry. “Did he hurt you? Did he like do things you didn’t want?”

Grabbing the stick from his hand, you tossed it into the garbage can. Folding your arms, you let out a nervous chuckle.

“I’ll kill him if he hurt you.”

It was such a Zach thing to say, even when the kid knew that Richard would kick his ass in his sleep. You loved him for that, although you never vocally admitted it. Clearing your throat, you looked at your hands. “He didn’t hurt me.”

Going back to the more upset and annoyed mood, Zach waved his arms around. “So sex on a first date? Really? I’ve been waiting for yea- I can’t believe you.” He cut himself off mid-sentence, instantly averting your confused glance.

“You’ve been waiting for what?”

Shaking his head to himself, he sighed. “Nothing. Just forget it.” A silence seemed to fall but before an awkward silence could envelope, Zach took the rope again. “Just tell me what’s so special about him. I don’t get it.”

Shrugging your shoulders, you didn’t know what response he wanted to get from you. “He’s cool, I guess.”

“You guess?”

“Yes.” Your answer almost cut him off, “He’s really kind but, for the love of God, I would never have sex with him. Let alone on a first date.”

His eyebrows jumped up and with a confused pout, Zach simply looked at you.

“And it wasn’t a date, we were just hanging out as friends.”

Licking his lips, relieve started to wash over his body. “So you wouldn’t even go out with him?”

Shaking your head, you looked away from him. Biting your lip, you couldn’t help stopping yourself from blurting it out. “I’d rather go out with someone like you.”

Zach’s face snapped up and hope danced in his eyes. “You would?”

Forcing yourself to keep to it, you nodded.

He stumbled out nonexisting words and chuckled embarrassedly. Scratching the back of his neck, he smiled. “Let’s do it.”

Your eyes jumped wide open.

“Let me take you out sometime.”

And you nodded instantly, your heart now beating rapidly. “Gladly.” The word came out in a whisper, making every last cell in Zach’s body tingle. You could see it in his eyes and let out a quiet giggle.

He nodded too, some hint of fulfillment sparkling in his orbs. “Wait- But how do you explain the pregnancy test?”

Rubbing the skin behind your ears, you took a deep breath.

“Zach, it’s not a pregnancy test. It’s a thermometer.”

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kodieoirskott · 6 years

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Daniel Seavey Drawing

https://twitter.com/offkeydanee/status/1053370822209998848

https://www.instagram.com/p/BpIDUTMCdqD/?utm_source=ig_web_button_share_sheet

PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE go to my Instagram or twitter and tag Daniel. It would honestly mean the freaking world to me because I lowkey like how this turned out.

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kodieoirskott · 6 years

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Hi ! Hope your well ! May I request something?

Of course, you can always request anything :)

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kodieoirskott · 6 years

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Update: Life Fulfilled

Bought a ticket to their show (Tilburg) like two or three months back because I was happy they came back to Europe so soon and I finally could go see them so I went and saw them yesterday and it was just such a good experience.

Met up with a few girls from Twitter and waited from nine hours in the queue. Ended up like four or five rows away from the barricade. It was so fucking amazing and I know I’m gonna go see them next time again.

There was this moment where Daniel crouched down and looked into the crowd. He was like perfectly aligned with me and he looked straightforward so it really felt like he saw me and looked into my eyes but my stupid ass is too sober and keeps convincing myself that it was just coincidence and he probably didn’t see me and bla bla bla thus I don’t have felt excited but I WANT TO JUST HAVE THOSE BUTTERFLIES BECAUSE HE MIGHT HAVE SEEN ME AND I LOVE HIM WITH ALL MY HEART HE IS SO INSPIRING.

Okay, so:

I’m back on Tumblr. Gonna be writing a damn lot soon :D

#update #wdw

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kodieoirskott · 6 years

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https://twitter.com/offkeydanee/status/1011655746893897728

Hi guys! I drew Daniel yesterday and I would really appreciate it if you could retweet or tag him under the tweet!

Also, I really would love to work on requests and continue writing again, so send in your ideas and wishes!!

#daniel seavey imagine #daniel seavey #danielseavey #danielcv #why dont we #why don't we #whydontwe #jackavery #jack avery #corbyn besson #corbynbesson #jonahmarais #jonah marais #zach herron #zachherron #drawing #art #fanart

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kodieoirskott · 6 years

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I will never ever ever get over Daniel and messy hair

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kodieoirskott · 6 years

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Happy Birthday Daniel (:

Fact: Our little Daniel is 19 in a couple of hours (17 minutes for me) and I hope he enjoys his day to the fullest. Thus the reason for this short. It’s all over the place and even though it’s only 1600 words, it took me two hours to write?? Any way...

Holding tightly onto the valuable box, you hesitantly stared at the doorbell. It was the 2nd of April, and Daniel had turned nineteen today. You and he had celebrated your birthdays together since you met in freshman year of High School, but this year your ritual was bound to be different.

He had a girlfriend- And you were fine with it, he seemed happy to have found someone, but you wished it would’ve been anyone other than her. Cora was a gorgeous girl and had been super kind to you, but you had always felt that something was off about her. She was all over the Daniel Seavey. The one who disappears on international tours for months and the one with a golden voice. That Daniel she knew and adored. The other Daniel, the one you grew up with, the one Christian boy who would talk about life as if he had experienced 90 years of it… Cora didn’t know that Daniel and that was what hurt you. To you, it felt like the Daniel you once knew, was hiding in a place where only you could find him.

“[Y/N]?” Daniel called out from behind you.

Turning away from the doorbell you still stood in front, your eyes fell on the now 19-year-old boy. He was wearing his hiking shoes and sweat was dripping from underneath his baseball cap over his face. You smiled when you realized it was the baseball cap you had given him before he’d gone off on the Invitation Tour.

“Happy birthday!” You smiled, more genuine than anyone ever could be. Rushing to him, you threw your arms around him and hold him close. A content sigh left your lips as you felt his arms around you.

“Thank you.” He whispered, just as content as you were, “You are aware that I’m sweating, right?”

You rolled your eyes as you pulled yourself out of his arms, “Believe me. If it wasn’t your birthday I would have never put myself through such misery.”

He laughed and walked passed you, motioning for you to follow him. “So, I should probably get a shower.” Scratching the back of his neck, his eyes rested on you.

You quickly held out his present, “Just open this first?”

Daniel walked over and allowed you to push the small box in his hands. He grinned from ear to ear as he unwrapped the box. Peeking inside, he frowned lightly before looking up into your eyes again. Pulling out the small red USB, he now wore his eyebrows high. Daniel skipped over to the dinner table before opening his laptop and plugging his USB in.

You couldn’t help but hold your breath as he opened the file. Immediately your voice sounded through the speakers.

“Hey, little D.” As you watched over his shoulder, you felt your cheeks starting to burn. “Don’t worry, this isn’t going to be me confessing my love and asking you to marry me or anything. Instead, this is a fun little compilation of our friendship.”

He quickly turned his head to face you, simply because he wanted to see the embarrassed blush that had crept onto your face and yet he didn’t want to miss the smallest second of the video you had made him.

“But, you should probably hit the shower first. Knowing you, you just came back from a hike and are all sweaty as of right now. So, I’ll be here. Waiting. For you- Oh god, this better not turn into a love confession.”

You pressed on the pause-button when he didn’t. Looking at him with certain expectations, you motioned for the stairs.

He shook his face, “I want to watch this first.”

“It’s twenty minutes.”

“I saw.”

Rolling your eyes, you pressed the play button again, but before the full introduction was over, the front door burst open and an over-excited Cora rushed in.

Daniel put the video back on pause and got up from his feet, a wide smile on his face.

“Happy birthday babe!” Cora screamed perhaps a little too loud as she ran to Daniel. He held his arms out for a kiss or hug that never came. Cora stopped several yards away from him. “You are one smelly birthday boy. Go take a shower and then I’ll give you your kiss.”

From your point of view, Daniel appeared disappointed. Nonetheless, he seemed to cope. He sat back down to continue watching his video, but Cora stopped him once again.

“Babee,” she mumbled, “Come on. In the shower you go,” She paused and winked once, “I’ll give you your present once you’re all clean.”

Hesitantly, Daniel got up and closed the laptop. Smiling once more at you, he wrapped his arm around you as he held his laptop with the other. “Thank you so much, [Y/N].” He mumbled before he disappeared up the staircase.

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Cora had occupied herself with some of her schoolwork which left you to wander around the house. Daniel was usually much quicker with taking a shower, so you ended up in his en-suite bedroom. You could hear soft voices on the other side of his bathroom door and curiosity easily took you to stand right in front of the door, your ear against the wood.

You immediately heard your own broken voice and recognized it from the video on the USB. It was recorded a couple of days ago, meaning that Daniel had nearly finished watching the entire video.

“It wasn’t the best idea to record this part of the video after editing it in its entirety.” You had sobbed quietly, “I- You’re an amazing friend, Daniel. You really are. God- Why am I crying?”

You had expected for Daniel to respond with a soft chuckle or laugh at some point, but nothing came.

“I love you. I honestly couldn’t have wished for a better friend. Happy nineteenth, little D.”

The bathroom door cracked open not long after, and out came the tall boy with his white bathroom towel. He looked up and jumped a step back. You immediately saw his glazy eyes and you had to force out a laugh, just to make the embarrassing scene disappear.

“You cried.” You pointed at him, before giving yourself a lame high-five. “That is what I call success.”

He rolled his eyes and grabbed a shirt before pulling it over his head. He eventually sat down next to you on his bed. His hands were folded together in his lap, something that you hadn’t seen him do for the past months.

“You are the best.” He said, almost embarrassed, as he looked at his hands.

“That’s a fact,” You nodded, confused at how quiet and reserved he behaved. “What’s going on? Did I embarrass you?”

He found your eyes again and shook his face ever so lightly, “No, no. It’s nothing.”

Jumping up to your feet, you grabbed his wrists and pulled him up. “Come on then, the boys are probably up by now and you still need to unwrap Cora’s present.”

But instead of following you, he pulled you back and his arms instantly wrapped around your torso again. “This was probably the best present ever.” He said, gently kissing your forehead.

. . .

“Wow.”

It had been the only thing that came out of Daniel’s mind and it had been repeated about four times now. He just kept pulling out ‘his and hers’ products. There were pillowcases, keychains and most importantly: bedsheets. It was a little odd, especially since it had become a fact that Daniel was a little obsessed with the same grey bedsheets. He wouldn’t get it over his mind to change them, his reasoning being that he liked it clean and simple.

Poor Cora seemed to have no idea that the chaotic bedsheets that stated how little his space on the bed would be, was a terrible gift for his birthday.

“Thank you, Cora-“ He said, sounding somewhat grateful, as she started leaning in for a kiss. Daniel got to his feet. “I actually wanted to talk to you about something, Cora.”

. . .

“You broke up with her?” You frowned, watching how an overall confused Cora was now pushing all the presents she had bought Daniel back into her car. “On your birthday?”

He groaned, “I know. I should’ve done it before she had bought me all- whatever that was.”

“Is Dani Boy being ungrateful?” You chuckled, using the nickname Cora seemed to love so endlessly.

Daniel shrugged his shoulders, “I don’t know. Maybe- It’s just… It felt like she went on the first best webshop and ordered all that junk.”

You couldn’t help but scoff, “You cannot tell me that you broke up over a bad birthday present.”

He shook his head, “It’s not that. I just don’t feel as comfortable around her as I do around other people. And I couldn’t help but feel like she didn’t even want to get to know me.”

Biting your lip, you nodded.

“You saw that too? Why didn’t you tell me?”

Shrugging your shoulders, you didn’t know what to say. “You seemed happy. You finally found someone who you thought you’d want to spend the rest of your life with-“

He cut you off, “I’d want to spend the rest of my life with you too.”

You chuckled, “It’s different with me, you know that.”

[ I AM SORRY I WANT THIS TO BE CONTINUED, BUT I AM TIRED AND DANIEL’S BIRTHDAY IS ALMOST HERE AND I NEED SLEEP. ]

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kodieoirskott · 6 years

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I FEEL LIKE A PROUD DAD

daniel didn’t come to play

#daniel seavey #is a fucking champ

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Warning: Mentions of hate towards certain groups of people BUT mainly spreading love to all of humankind. Put on the song for more cringe!!

A day off had been just what the boys had been craving for. Touring the entire country and performing almost every single day wasn’t just physically exhausting, it was starting to feel mentally unhealthy. Forcing a smile out to every fan, even those who were behaving extremely inappropriate was starting to get on all of their nerves.

Disappointment would be a definite understatement to describe what all the boys felt when a small group of girls had found them in the streets of Chicago. They could hear the screams coming from far and had all shared a meaningful look as if they were considering running away from them. But they couldn’t. The girls were fans and supported them, they meant well and therefore the boys allowed them to follow them all day.

At noon the group had expanded to about ten girls. Some were constantly trying to take pictures with the boys, hoping to gain their attention. It was when they passed a hate preacher, that the girls started paying attention to whatever was going on. At first, the girls simply stared with disgust at the religious man who was trying to convince others how terrible all these certain groups of people were.

Fornicators, sodomites, abortionists, Muslims, homosexuals and the list went on and on. Just a few of the girls rushed to the men and didn’t just start complaining, they started screaming, verbally attacking the hate preachers. Every word that left their disgusted lips made them even angrier.

The boys, too, were a little overwhelmed to see someone spreading negativity like that. Daniel couldn’t wrap his mind around it. All he’s been doing for the past months was trying to spread as much happiness as possible, and here was someone tearing that all down. It was egoistic and disgusting, but like the other boys, Daniel couldn’t confront the man.

Ignore and it will pass, he thought at first. He and the boys even tried to get their fans to follow them away from the scene, but a few were too upset and too consumed in their fight to notice their idols.

Some soft chords from an acoustic guitar softly echoed through the crowded streets, but only Daniel seemed to notice. His head snapped up and he tried to find where the noise came from, but there were just too many girls around him.

Then, he saw one girl, gently playing tones on her guitar as she calmly approached the hate preacher. Looking down at her guitar, appeared shy and harmless. And then she opened her mouth.

“When I was in the 3rd grade, I thought that I was gay ‘cause I could draw.” She sang, “My uncle was and I kept my room straight. I told my mom, tears rushing down her face. She’s like ‘Ben, you loved girls since before pre-K.’” Gaining confused looks from the girl crowd around her, the girl gifted them a smile as she stood in front of the hate preacher.

Daniel looked at the girl as she had his full attention. She was simply trying to draw everyone’s attention away from the hate and to the love and it was perhaps one of the most beautiful things Daniel had ever see someone do. Singing louder than the screams of the men, she sang to the girls and helped them realize that they all stood above this. That love could kill the harmful words.

“For those who like the same sex had the characteristics, the right-wing conservatives think it’s a decision. And you can be cured with some treatment and religion.”

Bit by bit more girls started recognizing the song that was being sung. A few started singing along, but as soon as the chorus hit the entire crowd could remember the right lyrics and all started singing.

“And I can’t change, even if I tried. Even if I wanted to.” They all sang out, some of the girls already recording with their snapchats. “And I can’t change. Even if I tried, even if I wanted to. My love, my love, my love.”

The other boys had joined it as they started to loosen up around their fans and the girl with the guitar, but Daniel seemed frozen for just a little longer. He enjoyed himself just standing there, observing the girl who seemed so focused on getting her chords right.

“She keeps me warm!”

Daniel jumped up when Zach screamed into his ears and found control over his muscles again. He started singing along too because this was exactly what he stood for. Positivity. And it felt as if the girl with the guitar came in at the right time on the right day because this was exactly what Daniel needed. This was what he wanted to do and this was why he kept spreading light into the world; People needed it, even if it came from this millennial who was touring America and felt unreachable at times.

“She keeps me warm.” Jack sang too, a wide smile on his face as he could see the America he wanted to be proud of. His eyes fell on Daniel and he immediately noticed how Daniel was still staring at the girl, even when he was singing along to the lyrics. Tapping Daniel on the shoulder, Jack winked and sang. “She keeps you warm.”

Daniel laughed embarrassedly and wanted to say that he was simply impressed, but for some reason, he kept quiet and rolled his eyes. He waited for the song to end and listened to the crowd that erupted into a cheer. Daniel tried pushing through the crowd but once he reached the front, he saw how the girl with the guitar was walked away, continuing to play notes but no longer stimulating the crowd to spread the love.

Maybe it wasn’t necessary, Daniel thought, maybe they didn’t need her anymore.

But he had to rush after her and tap her on the shoulder. She turned around bewildered and rested her hand on her stringers. A soft and welcoming smile set down on her face as she looked at the foreigner.

Daniel’s eyes widened when he realized he had to start a conversation. His hand immediately flew to the back of his neck as he awkwardly scratched his skin. “Um, hi, I’m Daniel.”

Part 2 coming soon and I know this one’s pure cringe, but I wanted to address the importance of equality and this is what I came up with.

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kodieoirskott · 6 years

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if i can ever attend one of their concerts and they’re singing this one, imma make sure that the entire audience is throwing their fingers at Daniel

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kodieoirskott · 6 years

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HE SO PRECIOUS

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kodieoirskott · 6 years

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Me, year 2074: haha wow so you were born in 2006? you must be like 5 years old lol

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kodieoirskott · 6 years

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You know what’s even better than seeing someone support your writing by liking or commenting every now and then?

It’s seeing just likes from that one person. They liked chapter 1 as early as Sunday afternoon and since then I gained a new like on the chapter that came next. It literally shows how this person read a chapter each hour and how they went to sleep after reading my book.

#i love you #it really means a lot

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kodieoirskott · 6 years

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A PERSON WHO LOVES WDW AND TEEN WOLF? INSTINT FOLLOW

INSTANT FOLLOW? YOU MEAN INSTANT FRIENDS HELLO THERE

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kodieoirskott · 6 years

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Sculptures - Corbyn Besson

This one’s kinda original, I don’t know. Send requests (:

Passing sculpture after sculpture, you slowly started getting bored of the Madam Tussauds you were walking through. The small group of friends you were with was about three rooms behind, making selfies with every celebrity they recognized. You honestly didn’t get the excitement and had started to wonder why you had agreed to come in the first place. Luckily the place was almost haunted, as you all had agreed to go early on a weekday.

Entering the next room, your eyes immediately fell on five sculptures standing together. You had never seen the people that were portrayed and walked closer. You noticed how you squeezed your eyes in confusion. The closer you got, the further your lips parted from one another.

“Wow.” You whispered, letting out an impressed breath as you closely observed the young male that stood in front of you. His pale skin reflected the soft light from the spotlights above him and showed very few imperfections. It looked as soft and smooth as a silk piece of cloth and you had to fight the urge to reach out and touch his clay skin. “Getting intimate, Y/N?” Your friends called out from behind you, making you jump at least a feet in the air. Calming yourself down, you pointed at the sculpture in front of you. “Come look at him. He’s beautiful.” You said, never taking your eyes off of him. Your friend approached you and let out an agreeing hum, “Yes, I would definitely tap that. Any of them, really.” She replied, already taking out her phone to make more photos. You shook your head, “No, I don’t-“ You growled, disappointed when your friend didn’t seem to understand, “Look at the shape of his nose and his posture.” She nodded a little warily. “Yeah. Hot.” Rolling your eyes, you circled the sculpture. “He’s got a beautiful fucking curve in his spin.” You mumbled, hearing your friend walk off to other sculptures already. Nonetheless, you continued admiring him. You moved to stand right in front of him and simply observed every detail of his face.

And then he blinked.

You literally fell backward and your back crashed into the floor. Crying out a little painfully, you watched how the boy kneeled down and held out his hand. A large grin was set on his face as he helped you up to your feet.

“Sorry for scaring you.” He chuckled ever so adorable.

Feeling all organs in your body tremble to the fastened beats of your heart, you slowly let go of his hand. “I- Um- Hi. I’m Y/N.” You mumbled, extending your hand to shake his.

He grabbed it carefully and smiled even wider. “My name is Corbyn.”

You nodded, still too overwhelmed to function properly. “Yes- Oh my.” You breathed, “You scared the living crap out of me.”

He laughed loudly, “I’m sorry!”

Realising how strange it must’ve been to have you stare at him for ten minutes and compliment literally every aspect of him, your cheeks reddened. “I can’t believe I just circled you for so long- God, I’m so weird.”

Corbyn laughed again, really enjoying your embarrassment. “It’s not weird- It’s really sweet of you.” He paused, “I never knew I had a curve in my spine.”

You went even redder and buried your cheeks in your hands. “Can we move onto the next topic?”

He nodded, grabbed the phone in his back pocket and motioned for you to put your number in it.

“Dude, you are famous-“ You paused and looked at the little exhibit description that was pinned to the wall where Corbyn had stood next to. Reading it quickly, you looked back at him, “Singer- Wow, I wouldn’t have guessed that.”

He shrugged his shoulders, “So you don’t want to hang out sometime?”

“Um, well. I mean, I don’t know you and just the fact that you’re famous doesn’t really give me a reason to think otherwise.” You mumbled softly, hoping to come across as genuine instead of annoyed, “But I’ll give you my number.”

He threw his hands in the air, feeling his stomach warm up. Appreciation was actually just what the boy needed. Being in a boyband was much harder than it seemed, especially because Corbyn felt like he was the least in every category when it came to him and his friend. The fact that you walked up to him and pointed out all the impressive details no one had ever seemed to notice, did him really well.

Some other guy walked up to you and Corbyn. “I’m sorry to interrupt this, but we have a bunch of Limelights entering the building so, Corbyn, we need to set you back in place and everything.” He said as your eyes fell on his name tag. He probably was the director that had organized this celebs-scare-fans thing.

You nodded and walked off, but just before you left the room, you heard Corbyn say something to someone else.

“Did you just see her? Her beauty was leaping through her pores and through the sparkles in her eyes and I think I’m ready for marriage.”

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