✓ 𝐝𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐲𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝟏

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𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 : none

𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑 : this is a highschool au meaning the boys are not famous and wdw isn't a thing

･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ.

daniel enters school with a soft smile on his face, greeting a couple of his friends as he makes his way over to his and his best friend's lockers, that were so luckily put together.

he pulls the sleeves of corbyn's hoodie, that he had taken from the blonde a while ago, over his hands, leaning against his locker as he patiently waits.

corbyn on the other hand is walking down the school halls, his hands in his pockets as he looks down at his feet.

only when he hears the sweet voice of none other than his best friend does he look up, trying his best not to swoon over the boy but failing profusely when he finds himself blushing at the mere sight of him.

he can't help but want nothing more than the younger to be in his arms, to hold him tightly and say that he is his. but, that cannot happen. they are best friends, and that is all that they will ever be. after all, corbyn doesn't suspect that daniel feels even the slightest bit of feelings or admiration towards him; not in the same light anyway.

all of that aside, he trudges towards his locker without saying a single word to the flustered brunette, opening it in one swift motion.

"so, corbyn, would you like to come over to mine tonight? i know that you came over to mine last time but i just thought that it would be easier because, well, i really want to show you somethi—"

daniel is abruptly cut off by a loud bang from the other sophomore's locker. he watches in shock as the blonde storms off, having not even given the brunette a single glare.

in that moment not only was he confused, but hurt. how could his own best friend; the one that he has trusted for the entirety of his life; the one that he grew up with and learnt everything with; the one that he considers his second half, be so terribly mad at him?

what had he done that was so awful for his own best friend to be so repulsive towards him.

is it because the blonde himself is hurt, or maybe just in a bad mood? but even if that is the case, that is definitely not an excuse to treat someone that has done nothing but support and love you for your whole life. well, not in daniel's books anyway.

daniel is taken away from his thoughts as a click of someone's fingers are heard ringing through his ears.

he turns his attention behind him, where he finds his two other best friends; jonah marais and zach herron.

"hey daniel, you okay? you spaced out a bit there" jonah says with a heartfelt chuckle, ruffling the shorter's hair.

daniel lets a slight smile tug at his lips at the sound of his friend's voice so calm and relaxing. "yeah" he replies, "i'm— i'm fine. just a little confused."

"oh, why's that?" zach questions.

"well, i was waiting for corbyn here like normal. he was walking down the hall and so i smiled at him and called his name, because you know, it's kind of a normal thing to do with your best friend. but when he actually got over to our lockers, he just completely ignored me. i was trying to talk to him and he just cut me off mid sentence by slamming his locker shut and walking off."

"sounds like someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed" jonah mutters.

"jo, not the time" zach smiles up at the boy, turning his attention back to daniel after the older mutters a quick 'sorry', "maybe he's just going through something and isn't comfortable telling you yet. just give him time, and— hopefully, he'll come through."