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2braincellslz · 1 year

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Rest Your Eyes

Ship: male!yn x The Corinthian

Desc: Yn has a nightmare and wakes up in a cold sweat. Cori helps him calm down and go back to sleep.

You were running. From what? You didn't know. Just kept going. Keep running and running and running. Something was chasing you. You knew that much. Something wanted you and was going to get you so you had to keep running. You didn't even think to look around the hall you were running down. All you knew was that the door to your freedom was getting further and further away with each desperate step.

You ran as hard and fast as your legs could take you till they gave out, causing you to tumble into a bookshelf you had passed a dozen times.

You pulled your knees up to your chest, hiding your face away into your knees. Choking out soft broken cries for your safety.

You felt a presence, you heard the floorboards creak as something stepped closer to you. A hand rested on your back.

¨no more of this. It's over now.¨ a familiar monotone voice said but you refused to look up.

¨ Look at me. It is time to go.¨

¨No, please. No more.¨

You let out a blood curdling scream as pain enveloped your body.

You shot up, a cold sweat dripping down your forehead.

That nightmare played over and over in your head. The same ordel night after night. It was hard to get to sleep in the first place. You dreaded hearing the stranger's voice. The few times you did look up you were met with a shadow of a figure with two wide eyes staring back at you and teeth turned into a twisted smile. As if Dream was punishing you for… well…

You heard something shift next to you. Looking over, you saw the blond that had been ¨hiding out¨ in your apartment. Except he really wasn't hiding out, was he?

He looked peaceful. You didn't know nightmares could sleep yet here he was. He wasn't really a nightmare to you though. A charmer and a gentleman. A sweetheart.

He wasn't wearing his sunglasses but his eyes were closed. After about two or three months of living together, you caught him without his sunglasses on. He had to explain the whole Dream world and Nightmares and Morphus and his ordeal. You already knew about his… activities… but you didn't really care. As long as he cleaned up the carpet. This whole Nightmare thing was just frosting on the cake, per say.

After you saw him without his glasses, he started being more genuine to you. He was more careful around you. Treating you as if you were a fine art. He would compliment you more often, pulling you closer to him while the two of you watched movies, preparing food.

From that, stemmed dates. The first time he asked you out, you nearly screamed yes. You didn't know how to tell him you wanted to go out, so thank god he made the first move.

Dates where the usual kind of boyfriend boyfriend dates. Dinners, movies, arcades, the beach, trips.

Then you met Dream. He was a lot less scary than you had first thought and he was a lot more tired. Makes sense though. You had practically begged on your hands and knees for Dream to let The Corinthian stay around. Must have worked, because he made a deal with the two of you. As long as The Corinthian did not harm anybody innocent, Morphous wouldn't bother us.

It was all domestic fluff from then on with the occasional scolding Cori about keeping the rug clean.

The sheets beside you shifted again and a long groan was let out.

The Corinthian flipped over on his back, usually he would use his arm to cover the sun from his eyes or eye mouths but it was still dark out.

"Darlin?" he blinked his eyes open. "what time is it?"

"uh… 3 in the morning." you sighed, rubbing your temples.

He sat up, streshing his arms up in to the air. "why are you up?"

"nightmare." you said simply, pulling your knees up to your chest and looking away.

"nightmare? Want to talk about it? I know a thing or two about nightmares." he chuckled.

"i was running down a long hall. The door kept getting further and further away. Then i tripped and some void thing caught up with me. Then i was in a lot of pain." you layed back down. Corinthian smiled, leaning on to one hand so he was looking over you.

"You are so pretty when you are tired."

You let out a audible groan, rolling your eyes. "Cori." You whined.

He just laughed and layed back down, pulling closer with his arm wrapped around you and his other behind his head.

You layed your head on his bare chest, tracing circles in to his skin.

"Do you want me to see if I can do anything about thoughs nightmares? Talk to Morpheus?" He asked, gently rubbing your arm with his finger tips.

"Would you? As long it's not to far out your way."

"Oh sweet boy, if you need me to do anything then it isnt too far out."

"You are too good to me, Cori" You hummed, letting your eyes flutter close.

"Whatever you say... rest your eyes, try and get some sleep."

You yawned, letting the warmth of sleep and Cori rock you to sleep.

Corinthian stayed up a little bit, making sure that you were dreaming of him.

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lazycats-stuff · 1 year

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Male!(maybe trans) reader x the Corinthian where Morpheus found out about YN and is just like "how did... you get him to fall for you? How are you alive?" And the readers just like "I'm built different, punk."

So, I never thought about request, but I guess I could accept them, but I have to warn everyone in advance that it could take a while because I am in school and well, it takes up a lot of my time and I don't have a set schedule because of that. But fear not, it will get written.

And thank you to Anon for this great idea! I will do my best to write it well.

Summary: (Y/N) and the Corinthian are in love and happy. Morpheus simply can't wrap his head around it. The reader won't be trans, because I don't know enough about them and I don't want to risk offending anyone.

Warnings: Morpheus kidnaps the reader, fluff between the reader and the Corinthian, reader truly baffles Morpheus.

Corinthian checked his phone once more. (Y/N) should have been out of the building by now. Corinthian wanted to surprise him because it's Friday and he didn't see his boyfriend in a while. He was busy with the travelling, as his boyfriend would call it.

He put his phone away into his pocket and leaned back onto his car. He crossed his arms, drumming his fingers against his bicep. He smiled once he saw his boyfriend, but it dropped once he saw him talking to another man. It seems that he has found a new victim.

But his smiled once more when (Y/N) saw him. (Y/N)'s eyes lit up at the sight of his lover. He said goodbye to the coworker and ran towards his boyfriend, running into his arms. Corinthian chuckled at his boyfriend and hugged him tightly.

" Did you miss me honey? " Corinthian asked his boyfriend in his southern accent, knowing what is does to (Y/N).

" Of course I did, why do you even have to ask? " (Y/N) asked his love, leaning up to give him a kiss. He had to step on the tip of his toes just to reach his boyfriend's lips. Corinthian leaned down and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. He knew that if he didn't stop he would devour (Y/N) on the spot, in front of everyone.

He doesn't want anyone else to see (Y/N) in that state. That is for his eyes only. Or lack thereof, as (Y/N) would say.

" So, what did you plan for us? " (Y/N) asked, letting Corinthian to open the door and then put his bag away.

" I planned a relaxing afternoon, well evening. A warm bath first, then some food and then cuddles. Either in bed or on the couch, your choice. "

" What did you do? " (Y/N) asked, crossing his arms.

Corinthian started the car, simply shaking his head.

" I have done nothing. I behaved and planned this, just for you. I did miss you a lot. " Corinthian said, placing his hand on (Y/N)'s thigh. (Y/N) blushed, cursing his sensitive thighs for this.

" I truly can't believe you can be this romantic. "

" Well, just you wait when we get home. " Corinthian teased his (Y/N).

And (Y/N)?

He was going to love every second of it.

And boy, he did. The first thing that the Corinthian did was lead him towards the bathroom, leaving him to strip and get into the tub filled with warm water. After soaking in the warm water for a while, Corinthian dried him off and gave him some of his clothes, which was bigger on (Y/N).

" Okay, now lets get some food into you. " Corinthian said, putting a plate of warm food.

" I am serious right now Corinthian, what did you do? " (Y/N) laughed, taking the fork.

" I have done nothing. I am innocent. " He responded, giving (Y/N) a quick kiss to the side of his head.

" I have yet to see. " (Y/N) said, tasting the pasta. " This is really good hun. "

" I know, I cooked it myself. "

(Y/N) snorted.

" What? "

" Nothing hun, nothing. "

After food, they were laying in bed, watching tv, simply holding each other.

" You know, I still think that you did something. "

Corinthian sighed, knowing there is no way to persuade his lover.

" I am right you know. " (Y/N) said, nudging his chin up to appear smug.

Corinthian smirked and squeezed (Y/N).

" Okay, okay, you didn't do anything! "

Corinthian relaxed his hold and gave (Y/N) a slow kiss, making sure to put all of his love for (Y/N).

" I love you (Y/N). I love you so much darling. " Corinthian whispered into (Y/N)'s neck, nuzzling the crook of his neck.

" I love you too. " (Y/N) whispered back, leaning back onto the Corinthian's front.

(Y/N) closed his eyes, allowing himself to be put to sleep. He truly loves his nightmare.

(Y/N) gasped as he opened his eyes. He looked around. He wasn't in his bed. Where is the Corinthian?

" What the hell? " (Y/N) whispered. He stood up and looked around.

He was outside, in the grass, in the beautiful meadow. But the thing that made him questioning everything is a big beautiful castle. His mouth dropped a little. Well, not a little, a whole lot. But... It looked familiar... Could this be the Dreaming that Corinthian was talking about?

" Hello (Y/N). "

(Y/N) turned his head around to look at the tall man, dressed all in black. His hair looked like he just got out of bed. This must be Morpheus.

" Hello to you too. What am I doing here? "

" I simply wanted to talk. I want to know how you are still alive. "

" I am simply different. "

" Different how? " Morpheus asked, straightening his back.

" I don't know, just am. Don't you have a library with a book that has my story in it? " (Y/N) snapped back at the Endless. " If that's all, I would like to get back to my world, preferably back in my bed. "

" I will once you tell me. How are you alive? Why did he spare you? He never spares anyone. He takes advantage of people and then he kills them when they are no longer of use to him. "

(Y/N) didn't realize how much closer Morpheus got. But he held his ground.

" I don't know what to tell you. You would have to ask Corinthian. "

" Maybe I will. Now that I know where to find him, I most definitely will. "

(Y/N) gasped as he woke up in his bed. His boyfriend was nowhere to be found, so he must be out doing his thing... He took a deep breath. He needs to tell The Corinthian what has happened.

He knew that it wasn't over, not by a long shot. But he knew that for as long they are together, they are going to be okay.

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2braincellslz · 1 year

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My Prize

Ship: Corinthian x male!reader

Warnings: Corinthian shit, nothing really.

Desc: yn works at a Burlesque show as a bartender but he envies the girls on the stage. He really wants to be able to do what they do. While hes working, a mysterious blond man makes himself known and makes it clear that he isnt here for the girls.

Notes: I'm so deeply in love with the Corinthian. I'm begging yall, send in The Corinthian requests-

You were working your ass off, filling up order after order. Billy, your co-bartender, had left you for some girl. Probably one of the waiters that also wasnt doing her job. His ass was getting payed for flirting while you were going non-stop.

Any second you would get a brake, you would watched the dancers. Swinging their hips and jumping around like they owned the place. Technically, they did. Everyone came to see them.

You envied their style and glamour. You envied their flirtatious nature. You envied the eyes they got from all the attractive men, then men you could only glance at in passing.

On a lucky day. The owner, Chrissy, would ask you to play in the band if one of the guys was out sick, then you would get a lick of what the girls had.

It wasnt like the girls treated you bad. You were THE bartender they would go to if they had a problem and couldn't find Chrissy or Shawn. Whether it was a costume malfunction or a guy that was getting a little too close or a fight that broke out in the back. They invited you to activities too. Last week, they all took a poll dancing class and invited you. Whenever they would got out for pizza or sushi after work, they would invite you. Sometimes, they would try and hook you up with one of the big rollers that would come in. Saying "you deserve someone that will treat you like a prince." Never worked out but you appreciated their efforts.

"Excuse me." You herd a voice speak over the loud music and chatter of the people.

You turned around and there standing infront of you was another example of something you could look at but never thouch. Kinda ironic for the place you worked at.

The man was tall, blond hair, warm brown stylish clothes, a smile that could talk him in to everything, dark sunglasses. How could he see anything right now?

"What do you recommend?" The man leaned forward, forearms resting on the counter.

"Shots of patrons are always very popular. So are Martinis."

"I'll have a martini then."

You hummed in approve as you pulled out a martini glass and started making the mystery man a drink.

"So, what is a pretty boy like you doing working in the back and not up there?" He asked, pointing to the stage.

You had herd that one before.

"Listen, if you are trying to get cheap drinks, you cant talk your way in to it." You smiled, not even looking up from the drink. You couldn't say his comment didnt nothing for you though. A blush creeped up on your face along with a bit of hope that was quickly shoved down.

"Who said I was trying to get cheap drinks, darlin'"

You couldn't help but cough out a suprised laugh, chewing on your lip.

"Right, because any guy like you would be hitting on a guy that works behind a bar with more eyeliner on then most of the girls because you want something other then free drinks." You smiled to hopefully lessen the tension of your mini rant.

"I'm guessing you get a lot of guys flirting for free drinks?"

"More then you would expect." You slid him his drink.

"And how do you know they are only here for drinks and not to talk with a cute boy?" He hummed, sipping his drink.

"Because they leave after they get their drink."

You and the mystery man stared at eachother. You were waiting for his to prove you right. You were waiting for him to leave the stool chair and go back to whatever date he brought here. Yet, he didnt. Maybe he wanted to prove you wrong.

"I havent left yet."

"So you haven't. Would you like a reward?"

The man laughed and you cursed yourself for letting butterfly's fill your chest.

"Reward would be nice. What do you have to offer? A free drink?"

Now it was your turn to laugh. "Not a chance. But if you stick around long enough, I'll give you a prize. And no, it's not a free drink."

"Alright, that type of prize then?" He finished off the drink.

"Depends."

Then came the next wave of orders. As you worked, filling up the different trays, you half expected the handsome man to leave. It was boring here. More boring then watching the show. But to your suprise, when you were done, he was still there.

You shighed and went back to the man.

"You look great in that outfit. It complements your eyes."

"Oh, thank you." You chuckled, whipping down one of the glasses and placing it with the others. "Not as good as them."

The man swiveled in the chair, turning to look at the dancers. "Are you interested in one of them?"

"No, I dont exactly swing that way."

"You want to be up there, then."

You didnt say anything but you could tell he knew. It was obvious by the way you stared in awe at the girls. Someone who didnt know would probably think you wanted a piece of one of them.

"Have you ever thought of auditioning?"

"I wouldn't be able to do what they do. I would just be a backup dancer for the true stars."

He hummed, turning back to you. "Well, I think, the best view in the place is you."

You looked back at the guy, laughing off his comment. "We may not have any windows but we do have the best view in Hollywood."

"I never got your name, pretty boy."

"Y/n"

"Corinthian."

Corinthian. That sounded oddly familiar but you couldn't place your finger on it.

"Its nice to put a name to a pretty face." You smiled, leaning on the counter.

"Oh, I could say the same for you." His confidence never wavered. Its was very hot. It brought a stronger blush to your face.

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The club was emptying out. The last patrons were emptying out. And the blond man was still keeping you company.

"I stayed the whole time." He said, getting up and grabbing his jacket that he shead some time during yalls conversation. "Wheres my prize?"

"I was just joking about that." You chuckled. "But what do you want."

"Leaning over the counter and close your eyes."

You did as he said. You knew what was coming. It was kinda obvious. And you were right.

A quick kiss was pressed to your lips. It was too short. After all this time you spent with the charmer one small kiss was not enough to feed your need for him.

"I'll see you tomorrow." He hummed and he left.

You shighed and glanced over, seeing all the dancers staring in awe.

"YN! " one of the girls practically screamed, running over and hugging you over the counter.

"And I thought you were a lost cause." Another girl smiled.

"I owe Chrissy 30 bucks."

"It was a quick kiss!" You defended yourself but god, did you hope the blond man had more in store for you.

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2braincellslz · 1 year

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The Corinthian HCs

Ship: The Corinthian x GN (masc leaning) reader.

Warning: eating eyes, violence, general Corinthian behaviour.

Notes: I forgot how down bad I was for The Corinthian till after I found Hob x Morpheus fanart so here we are. This is kinda like the unofficial version on me adding the characters from The Sandman to the writing list. Also, it's been a hot minute since I've seen The Sandman so if it seems off, I'm sorry

You know the drill, all things I say are to be taken as fact at all times <3

We all know what type of man The Corinthian is.

To spell it out: possessive sweet talker with pretty eyes/j

I WHOLE HEARTEDLY believe this man has a soft side. You can not change my mind.

Once he gets to know you and you've spent some time with him, he is just as down bad as you.

We stan simp Corinthian

Though, it might not be as great as it my seem.

Like I said before, hes possessive. Take that how you will.

I saw someone else say he was possessive but not jealous. 100%. He knows how much you love him and how he could absolutely wreck someone if they were to get too close for comfort.

The only time he really gets protective (outside of daily life) is if you seem to be getting uncomfortable with someones advances.

He will not stand for that.

He probably visits your job a lot.

You work as a bartender? Hes there practically every afternoon.

You work in a library? Hes picking out a new book every day.

You work at a grocery store? Well, he just happens to need the thing for your department every week.

And hes sweet talking you the whole time.

Once, your coworker asked if you needed to go home because you were so red.

Hes not flirting. It's not flirting. Its ✨sweet talking✨

He has probably told you to call him Cori or something. Makes him feel like you are closer to him then everyone else.

He never calls you by your real name. It's always pet names or nicknames based off of your real name. His favorites are sweet heart, darlin, sugar, kitty, and love.

If he dose use your real name it's very very important and serious.

If he uses your FULL NAME? You better pray to all the gods for your life.

He has plants. Lots of them. They all have names.

Once, you two were watching Good Omens and you made a comment that he looked like Crowley. Hes been living off that high for the past month.

When Morpheus found out about you he didnt really know what to do.

On one hand, nightmares arnt really suppose to date and fall in love and such. But on the other hand, The Corinthian has calmed down A LOT.

He just kinda accepts it. Like "well, as long as he isnt killing Innocent people."

Big win in Cori's book.

On that note, yes he still kills. Yes, he still eats peoples eyes. Yes, he kills more than people that are bothering you. But it's less then what it used to be.

He has tried to get you to eat a eye.

He probably wouldn't bring you to the Cereal convention, for obvious reasons, but if he did you would have to stay locked away in the hotel room or stick right by his side the whole time.

After about five seconds of being out of the room, you came to understand why these rules were set in place.

Wether you stick with Cori or stay in the room is up to you.

If you do stay in the room though, The Corinthian would happily bring you things to do and movies to watch.

If you ever did leave the room without him, being forced out, then he would go absolutely farel on the asshole that thought they could touch you.

If you left by your own volition, he would probably be really upset and send you home in a taxi. The Corinthian might try to understand why but honestly he would just get more upset.

He is a average Twitter and Instagram user.

Probably has a steep following on both too.

He likes cat. Small animals.

He is one romantic bastard. The whole nine yards. Shitty chocolates, flowers, music, slow dancing, fancy dinners, everything.

Just like Crowley, he likes Queen.

He likes most classic rock, really.

In fact, he enjoys a wide variety of oldies music. Classical, swing, jazz, blues, blue grass. Whatever you call 1920s music.

If you play a instrument, he demands you play for him atlest once a week.

Stan a gay icon.

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2braincellslz · 1 year

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I am down awful for The Corinthian.

Exhibit A:

In conclusion: please please please write more Corinthian x male!reader fic. <3

Or send me requests <3<3

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2braincellslz · 1 year

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The corinthian with a boyfriend who's recovering from an eating disorder?

Content warning: eating disorder

As much as I really want to write for the Corinthian, I'm worried about posting anything with a eating disorder. I dont know enough about them or healing from them or what that's process is like to comfortably write about it. I dont want to say anything wrong or insensitive. I'm very sorry but I would be very happy to write about something else with the Corinthian.

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lazycats-stuff · 9 months

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The Corinthian

The Corinthian x male!reader

Summary: Corinthian helps his lover after a bad day at work.

Corinthian x male!reader

Summary: Corinthian and (Y/N) are out. A random guy starts flirting with (Y/N) and Corinthian is not impressed. (SMUT)

Corinthian x male!reader

Summary: Male!(maybe trans) reader x the Corinthian where Morpheus found out about YN and is just like "how did... you get him to fall for you? How are you alive?" And the readers just like "I'm built different, punk." - REQUEST

Corinthian x male!reader

I have a stpry idea for you. The Corinthian x male reader. Yn had a really bad day, like really really bad, so when he got home he gave Corinthian the silent treatment. The Corinthian has tk use his southern charmᵗᵐ to get Yn to talk. - REQUEST

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lazycats-stuff · 1 year

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I have a stpry idea for you.

The Corinthian x male reader.

Yn had a really bad day, like really really bad, so when he got home he gave Corinthian the silent treatment. The Corinthian has tk use his southern charmᵗᵐ to get Yn to talk.

You got it Anon!

Summary: (Y/N) is having a bad day at work, so much that he ignores everything and everyone. Corinthian included. Corinthian is not having it and decides to use his southern charm to get him to talk.

Warnings: None.

(Y/N) sighed, for the nth time this day. There was so much work for one person. He truly needs a raise or a new job. If he gets a new stack of papers, he is going to set this place on fire. He can't do any paperwork anymore. He truly cant. And it seems that he needs to stay late. For the 3rd time this week. Overtime that is not paid.

Welcome to Hell.

He sighed for the nth time today, refusing to look at the big stack. He looked up and froze once he saw an intern with a huge stack of papers, heading towards his desk. He looked up to the ceiling, praying to whatever deity is willing to listen that he doesn't stop by his desk.

And of course, the intern stops by his desk.

" I'm sorry mister (L/N). "

" I don't blame you, I blame our boss. " (Y/N) said, standing up.

He went to the break room, leaving the intern behind. The poor kid is not blame here and he didn't want to snap at him. He couldn't do that to the kid who simply wanted to earn some money and get some experience.

He opened the door to the break room, but jumped back once he felt bumping into somebody. With a hot cup of coffee in their hands. He hissed in pain as he felt the hot coffee on his skin, even through the fabric of his shirt. He quickly moved the damp patch away from his stomach, trying not to get a 1st degree burn.

" Shit! " (Y/N) cursed at the coworker.

The coworker started apologizing and (Y/N) simply accepted, moving into the break room, quickly taking napkins and wiping the coffee of off his skin. Why is this happening to him?

He quickly washed it off and looked at his shirt. The big brown smudge bothered him. He frowned at the smudge. He was going to burn this place down one day.

" Shit... " He said to himself.

Once he was done with the half the stack of papers, he was packing up to go home. He stayed an hour late and he was exhausted. For the 3rd time this week. He has just hoped to leave because he didn't want to see the boss, he didn't want to get any more work at this point.

" (Y/N), just the man I was looking for. " He said, walking up to (Y/N).

(Y/N) didn't say anything, he simply nodded in acknowledgement. He didn't want to say anything rash and he definitely didn't want to snap at the man. He does sign his paychecks after all.

" I need you to stay behind tomorrow as well. "

" Well sir, if those hours are not going to be compensated, I'm not going to stay behind. I am exhausted and I don't feel well. "

His boss seemed shocked to hear him say that. It seems that he didn't hear anybody say that to him.

" We are already short staffed as it is (Y/N)! You can't bail out on us! "

" Well, that is not my fault, that is your fault. And my health is more important then to pay for your mistakes. Now, if you are going to excuse me, I am leaving. Good night. "

(Y/N) quickly left, not wanting to continue this conversation with his boss. He simply wants to crash right now. He frowned once he exited the building, but couldn't find his car keys, but then remembered. The car was at the mechanic's. Shit. This is going to be a long walk back home.

He sighed and got started. He looked up to the dark sky. It was far too dark for his liking. He could only hope that the rain doesn't fall right now. The first drop made him lose hope.

Corinthian glanced at the clock, then glancing outside at the rain falling down.

He hoped that (Y/N) is somewhere nearby, knowing that he was at work. He didn't like it. His lover was exhausted and simply moving on autopilot, barely able to function.

He remembers how he had to feed (Y/N) once. He chuckled at the memory and put the book away. Maybe he should go see where his boyfriend, just to make sure...

He didn't have to, since (Y/N) walked through the door.

" Hey darling'. How was work? " He asked from the couch, glancing at the remote, before turning to look at his boyfriend.

He didn't get anything in return. Okay. Maybe he simply didn't hear him. Or maybe he is mad about something. Because (Y/N) usually greets him with a kiss and a hug. No ifs or anything like that, Corinthian always get his hugs and kisses.

He frowned once he hear a sniffle in the bathroom and then the shower. Okay, something has happened to (Y/N). He needs to break him out of the trance and make him talk.

After the shower, (Y/N) moved to the bedroom, sniffling on the bed, seemingly forgetting that the Corinthian was in his apartment, worried about his lover.

He needs to get him to talk. So, he is using one of the things that he knows will make him talk.

His southern charm. The one he uses to seduce and make (Y/N)'s knees wobbly.

" Why darling, what's got you so worked up? Hmmm? " Corinthian asked, sitting down next to (Y/N)'s lying form. (Y/N) curled into himself more, trying to make himself smaller.

" Did something happen at work? Did somebody tried to do something to you? Do I need to kill somebody honey bun? "

Corinthian smiled when he heard a watery laugh from (Y/N).

" What happened hun? If you need me to kill somebody, I will. "

(Y/N) moved to lay his head down on Corinthian's lap. Corinthian got the hint and started scratching (Y/N) as if he is a cat. Behind the ears, or caressing his head.

" Now, what happened? "

" I had so much work today, then I got coffee spilt on me and my boss wanted me to stay behind tomorrow... And I told him no, then I got soaked by the rain... And... I'm sorry for ignoring you. "

" Don't be hun, it's normal for wanting to shut off. But just know, if you need a talk, I am right here. "

He moved his hands down to caress (Y/N)'s face.

" I know... I know. "

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