And I Just Woke Up!! What The Fuck!!

And I just woke up!! What the fuck!!

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I’m just thinking about soft, slow morning sex with Noah….

Where you’ve woken up but still not quite awake, you’re warm and comfortable under the duvet and you have your blackout curtains shut, almost keeping the real world at bay while Noah is sleeping soundly next to you.

Until he feels you moving and he rolls himself over and cuddles into you.

“Morning beautiful” his voice raspy and deeper than normal.

You don’t have the energy to respond yet but you shuffle yourself back into his embrace and feel him hard against your backside.

Rubbing yourself on him and feeling his hand running along your hip as he presses forward, softly groaning into your shoulder, his lips ghosting your skin.

Both naked from the night before meant that he could slowly lift your leg so he could push forward and rub his head along your folds, feeling how wet you were already.

“Fuck babe….you been dreaming about this?”

You let out a small moan as you feel Noah slip himself in, your walls clenching around him instantly.

He’d set up a slow and deep pace, the feeling of him filling you even more prominent in this position.

“I love this…I can feel every inch of you”

Noah’s hand would be holding your hip and his other arm would sneak around your body to hold you close to him.

“It’s all for you angel, I’m all for you”

You’d hold onto his arm as you’d feel your high getting closer, a very small layer of sweat starting to form on your bodies as Noah started to thrust into harder, his pace getting slightly quicker with need.

“Fuck I love you so much”

You’d feel your stomach tighten at his words, whispering them back and you’d feel your hips starting to jolt, signalling your end was close.

Noah would reach his hand down the front of your body and expertly rub circles on your clit until your body was convulsing against him and you cried out into the crook of his arm that still held you while he emptied himself inside of you with a groan.

Once both of you have caught your breath, you’d relax in his arms.

“Can we stay like this for a while Noah?”

Noah would just hold you into him more and kiss the back of your neck, still comfortably resting inside of you.

“Of course we can beautiful, I couldn’t think of a better way to start my day”

Still Into You - Chapter One of Two

Noah Sebastian x F!Reader

Summary: Noah watches as his best friend falls in love with someone he knew couldn't give her what she deserved. All he could do was stand on the side lines and watch from afar with his self sabotaging thoughts. What will happen when her world falls apart and he's the one she turns too?

Warnings: Cheating, Heartbreak, Best friends to lovers trope, two people just being stupid, poor self talk, smut, 18+, MDNI

Notes: This is a work of fiction, all of this is made up. All spelling mistakes and all that lovely jazz will be fixed in the future!

Enjoy!

It was hard for him to watch you give that smile he loved so much to a man who didn’t even care about you. Was difficult to hang around when you and Adam shared light kisses when you all stood around the kitchen chatting on a Saturday night, you never questioned it though knowing he always took a moment away whenever his social battery needed to recharge.

But really he would sit sulking in his computer chair, his foot tapping against the hard wood floor as his mind ruminated with thoughts of you. The longing look of desire that would grace your beautiful face whenever you looked at Adam would cause his guts to churn and jealousy would bubble up in his throat leaving a sour taste on his tongue.

Minutes would pass and every time he would stand tall, give his shoulders and neck a roll and shake his arms and legs, trying to ground himself back into the moment. He would never wear those feelings on his face, would always walk back into the room with a smile and those emotions buried deep inside.

There was one night everyone was invited to a friend’s album release party. You showed up, fingers laced with Adam's, your body adored in a dark green dress, your hair in waves that cascade down over your back and it wouldn’t be you if you didn’t have your converses on your feet.

He smiled to himself, knowing you wouldn’t show up anywhere wearing a pair of heels, you would probably be walking down the aisle on your wedding day with your black chucks on your feet and that made his heart flutter.

He had known you for about six years now, the first time he met you was at Davis's place, one night while everyone sat around the back yard playing music and chatting, you were in the kitchen making snacks for the crowd, Noah introduced himself when he came in to use the bathroom, asking you if you needed a hand and when you smiled up at him and your eyes landed on his own he knew, knew he was in trouble.

He helped you carry the tray out to the backyard, placing it on the patio table and placed himself in a seat beside you, engrossed in finding out everything he could about you, so wrapped up in the conversation he didn’t hear when Nicky called his name.

It didn’t take long for the two of you to grow closer, there were times when people would mistake you as a couple and the blush that would cross your cheeks as you laughed and replied with 'No, we're just really good friends' but for Noah he felt a sort of pride when people thought you were together even though he knew the difference, he knew you only seen him as a close confidante, you had him saved as ‘Noodle Boy’ in your phone for crying out loud when he had you saved as ‘Sunshine☀️’ in his but you would never know that.

You lit up his world, coming into his life at such a dark time and when his eyes landed on yours that night he felt a warmth in his heart that he hadn’t felt in along time. He knew himself well enough that he wasn’t in the right headspace to have a relationship, it wouldn’t be fair to you and he wanted to be able to be present and give you all that you deserved, he knew he couldn’t give that to you so he was just happy to call you a friend and to have you in his life.

Time passed and even though Noah worked on himself, put his foot forward and tried to become worthy of you, he was too late. You started to become close to him roommate and friend Adam, started coming over to spend time with him instead of Noah, started staying over and sleeping in Adam’s room instead of crawling under the covers with him.

He didn't even know the word to use to describe the feeling it caused him. Envy, maybe?

When he found out you two were dating he could feel that black cloud start creeping in. That heaviness that weighed on his shoulders that disappeared over time returned but as one of your closest friends all he could do was put on a brave face and support your decisions.

Noah knew he never gave you any inkling of his true feelings, he kept a respectful distance even though there were many times he wanted to cross those boundaries but he also didn’t want to ruin the relationship he had with you.

You were easily one of his favourite people, he turned to you when he needed comfort or advice. He was also always there when you needed him. Arms wide open and welcoming whenever you needed a shoulder to cry on and even in your moments of suffering he couldn’t deny the feelings that coursed throughout him whenever you would wrap your arms around him and press your face into his chest, your tears dampened the soft material of his shirt.

Taking his headphones off and placing them next to his keyboard, he rested back in his computer chair, head leaning back as he stared at the ceiling, twirling himself back and forth lightly as his mind wandered.

Thoughts of the previous night danced around in his head, the sound of your voice and the slamming of Adams’s door down the hall. He knew something was wrong, something happened but it wasn’t his place to intervene and if you needed him you knew where he was. He didn’t hear from you but he knew you needed time.

The loud ‘fuck you, you pig’ kept replying over and over in a far corner of his mind. Of course, he wanted to know what happened but he also knew you’d tell him when you were ready.

A light knock came to the studio door, “It’s open.” He yelled, the door opening to reveal your face set in a hard frown, your eyes puffy from what he assumed was crying.

“Hi.” You spoke softly, your voice barely a whisper. Noah could feel the hurt in your voice, felt it radiating from your very being, “Sorry, I didn’t call.” You said taking a seat on the sofa behind him.

Spinning around in his chair to face you he frowned, “Are you okay?” He knew you weren’t, but he wanted to hear it from your lips, wanted you to voice to him your problems, he had a feeling he knew what happened but once again not his place.

Sighing, you crossed your legs underneath yourself and played with your fingers, a nervous habit Noah noticed a long time ago, “I broke up with Adam” All Noah could do was nod his head.

“Oh.” He said, scooting himself towards you, his tattooed hands coming to wrap around yours stopping you from picking at your cuticles, “Do you want to talk about it?”

You shook your head no, “I could really use a hug.” Getting up from his chair, he took a seat beside you and opened his arms. You leaned into him, wrapping your arms around his waist, hugging him from side on, “Why are men such dicks?” You asked, your words coming out muffled from your face being buried in his hoodie.

“What?” Noah asked, leaning back slightly to look down at you. Your hands left his back coming to fist themselves into the front of his sweater, he felt you press your face harder into him before you let out a muffled scream which caught him off guard, your warm breath seeped into him feeling it against his skin.

Sitting back you wiped your eyes with the back of your hands, confusing Noah in the process with the smile that was on your face, “That helped, thank you.”

“Do you want to tell me what happened?”

You gave him a small nod of your head and let out another sigh, “He cheated on me with Davis's sister.” Noah felt the shock wash over his face and down to his very core.

“What the fuck?” he said mouth agape as his eyebrows kitted together in confusion, “How did you find out?”

You turned your body on the sofa and looked at the window behind you, “I seen a text and honestly Noah I don't really want to get into it.”

Noah nodded in understanding, “What a fucking idiot.” He shook his head in disbelief, he felt the anger start to rise within him, felt the sweat collect on his palms and the heat on his face, "What a fucking idiot." He stood up quickly, pacing his tall frame around the room.

Your eyebrows raised in surprise, "You okay?" You asked him, watching as he moved around, his hands coming down to slap against his thighs a few times before he pulled his hoodie off.

"You find it hot in here? It's hot in here." He mumbled, tossing his sweater over the back of the computer chair, his fingers gripped the front of his shirt and fanned it.

Raising up off the sofa yourself you stood in front of him, placing a hand on his chest and stopping him in his tracks, "Noah, breathe." You knew he was mad, knew the moment you told him what happened all the blood in his body would shoot straight to his head and the last thing you wanted was to start a fight between two friends.

Noah had always been protective of you for as long as you've known him. Often you would think back to the night you met him standing in the kitchen, surprising you as he walked up behind you to ask if you needed any help. You would be lying to yourself if you said your heart never went into your throat and your stomach didn't fill with butterflies when you looked into his dark chocolate eyes, having to turn back around to work on the tray of food to hide the flush of color on your face.

God, he was so handsome, but those were thoughts you kept between yourself and the pages of your journal, a journal you kept hidden beneath your mattress. You were hoping over the years something would of come between the two of you but once your relationship bloomed into friendship territory you quickly pushed those feelings aside and just became thankful to have someone like him in your life, someone like him to call your best friend.

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i gotta be someone’s favorite person, right?

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right?