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Originally published Nov. 4, 2017
Title: A Million and One
Pairing: Corbyn x Fem!Reader
Word Count: 363
Summary: You and Corbyn have a lazy day together
Warning(s): None that I can think of. Please message me if there's anything you see that I don't!
A/N: Thank you so much for the request, anon!
Also, this is the tenth of EIGHTEEN imagines I shall be posting today! Why eighteen, you may ask? It's because today is my eighteenth birthday, and I'm feeling extra af! I hope y'all enjoy!
The sun came shining through the window. A soft groan came from beside him. Corbyn opened his eyes, watching as you pulled the covers over your head. He chuckled and climbed out of the bed. Your head shot up, and you reached out towards him.
"Where are you going?" you whined.
"Just closing the curtains," he said as he pulled them shut. "Sun's too bright."
He climbed back in bed and wrapped his arms around you. You nuzzled your head into his chest. "What do you want to do today?" you asked.
"Nothing," he said.
"Nothing?"
"Nothing. I just wanna cuddle you and spend time with you and not have to worry about anything all day."
You grinned, turning over so you can stare up at him. "That's fine with me."
Corbyn smiled back at you. He began to run his fingers through your hair, and your eyes almost immediately fell shut. You were nearly fell lulled to sleep by his actions.
You were brought back out of your sleepy daze when Corbyn asked what you wanted to breakfast. When you felt Corbyn's body leave the bed after you told him, you huffed, missing the warmth that came off his body. You stayed in the bed for a moment longer, but shot out when you heard something fall in the kitchen. You were in the kitchen in an instant and laughed at what you saw.
"You're unsupervised for a minute and you go make a mess!" you scolded playfully. "What am I going to do with you?"
Corbyn gave you a sheepish smile and took a step towards you, accidentally slipping on a fallen pan. He landed on the floor with a thud. "Love me unconditionally?" he suggested, propping himself up with his elbows.
"I guess," you said. "But I think I'll take the reins on making breakfast today."
"It's probably for the best," he agreed, getting off the floor. "I'm going to find us something to watch on TV, okay?
"Okay, but give me a kiss first."
He grinned and leaned in, kissing you softly. "Just one kiss? 'Cause I wanna give you a million."
