Noah Sebastian: A Whole Aesthetic.

Noah Sebastian: a whole aesthetic.

Oh my god 🫠🫠🫠🥴🥴🥴😏😏😏

getting creampied by noah and then him going "now we don't need lube anymore, don't let it drip" then he rests and then fucks you with his cum inside you again and again and then at some point you can't keep it inside anymore and he'll go "filled you up real nice didn't i?" yeahhhh :(

Ugh, my heart. I’m can’t take this much fluff and angst

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Noah x Reader.

Word Count: 1,978

Content Warnings: angst, fluff, lies, deceit, lots of crying.

Taglist: @somebodyels3 @reyadawn @kaliforniahigh @herbhuntress

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Authors Note: This feels different from what I normally write. It started as just a single paragraph covering the whole plot, and I started fleshing it out, but found that I actually like the less descriptive, more casual style. So let me know what you think. I might write more stuff like this.

You always wondered what it must be like for people who end up friends with A-List celebrities. Normal people who live regular lives but have the occasional brush with all the glitz and glamour. Befriending the guys in Bad Omens wasn't quite as high profile, but it brought you more attention that you would have anticipated. Nothing crazy. But after a couple photos of you eating lunch with the guys started to make the rounds on Twitter it wasn't long until your personal social media pages were flooded with an influx of new followers and comments. You set everything to private after that. 

You were spotted a few more times, people uploading videos and pictures of you from the Bad Omens shows you attended. And it didn't take long for the rumours to begin. You were an old friend. An ex-girlfriend. A current girlfriend. A long-lost sibling or cousin. There was always somebody who claimed to know someone, who was a friend of a friend, that had the ‘inside scoop’. Ignoring the rumours was fairly easy though, you kept your circle of friends small and you steered clear of the gossip blogs. But as much as you tried, you couldn't stop those people trying to seek you out. 

You met Christine at the coffee shop you frequented. She was a regular just like you and the two of you had almost identical orders. That's how you met actually, the barista called out your order and she stepped up to take it. You both laughed at the realisation of what had happened, and ended up sitting together that morning. It quickly became part of your routine, you sat together almost each morning, swapping stories and information about your lives. It was nice, you thought, to get stuff off your chest to somebody external to your main friend group with the Omens guys. You kept things vague, never really mentioned any names, and if she knew who you were alluding too she never mentioned it.

You never saw her outside of the coffee shop, and neither of you ever asked to. The coffee shop was your safe haven, the two of you with your matching coffees sharing secrets and all your favourite stories. After a while she'd started asking more about the band, you were a little apprehensive at first, sure, you'd mentioned the guys before, but you hadn't revealed anything that wasn't already public knowledge. You decided to test her, fed her a small piece of false information, and then checked the Reddit and Twitter threads obsessively for a couple days until you were confident she hadn't spread the information online. You felt like you could trust her. 

Eventually you started opening up a little more, answering her questions and revealing more about yourself. In return she shared aspects of her own life, information that you would eventually begin to realise was all false.  

It was a Thursday morning when you admitted to her about your crush on Noah. A secret you'd shared with nobody until then. The next morning you awoke to a text from her saying she wouldn't be at the coffee shop that morning, she was unwell. Saturday came and she still didn't make an appearance, but no text came through and your message to her went unanswered. 

Sunday the same. 

Monday. 

Tuesday.

Nothing. 

Wednesday morning you were awoken by your phone ringing. It was Noah. 

“You're just going to throw away years of friendship like that?” You flinch at the tone of his voice, pulling your phone away from your ear to check that it was definitely Noah on the phone. It was. He never spoke to you like this. He was never angry. 

“Noah? I-” He cuts you off before you even have a chance to ask what was going on. 

“I thought our friendship actually meant something. Thought I was more to you than just a way to make some quick money. How much did they pay you, huh?” You could feel your lower lip beginning to quiver as you desperately tried to get a word in amongst his ranting. You didn't have a clue what he was talking about. 

“I don't know-” He cut you off again. 

“I thought I could trust you.” He ends the call after that, not giving you an opportunity to respond. You dropped the phone onto your lap, thick tears beginning to fall down your cheeks. You didn't know what had happened, what you'd done, or what he thought you'd done, but he'd never spoken to you that way before. You took a moment to collect yourself, pressing the call button on his contact, it went straight to voicemail. You fired off a quick text to him, explaining your confusion and asking him to call you so you could figure out what had happened. 

The text didn't send. He'd blocked your number. 

You sobbed for most of the morning following that. 

You finally pulled yourself out of bed, when you heard a knock at your door. You'd initially planned to ignore it, but then Nick's voice had echoed through. 

“Let me in. Please. I just want to talk to you. I promise I'm not going to shout.” You'd unlocked the door, trying to stop yourself from looking so pathetic as you stared up at him. You hadn't looked in the mirror, but you knew your eyes were red and puffy, and any anger Nick felt seemed to dissipate the second his eyes laid on you. His eyes were filled with pity, and the look caused you to start tearing up again. 

“I don't understand what's going on.” Your voice was small, barely recognisable. Nick sighed, holding up a magazine. You recognised it as one of the trashy gossip tabloids that you all hated. But there on the front cover, a picture of you and Noah out for lunch, a picture you'd only shared on your private instagram. Your eyebrows furrowed with confusion, finally tearing your eyes from the picture, up to the headline:

NOAH SEBASTIAN ‘BEST FRIEND’ REVEALS ALL.

You snatched the magazine from Nick's hand, leaving him standing in the doorway as you moved over to your sofa, sitting down to read. The very first article, the author, a woman named Christine. You felt your eyes tearing up again, making it only a few sentences in before your cries had turned into full body sobs. She'd lied to you. It was all lies. She wasn't who she said she was, she was a reporter and she'd used you. You threw the magazine onto the coffee table in front of you. Nick had joined you on the sofa at some point, and you tried your best to explain to him through your tears. It took him a minute, but eventually he understood what you were trying to tell him. 

“Oh, sweetheart.” He pulled you into a hug, pressing soft kisses against your scalp as you cried against him. 

“I'll speak to him.” You both stay like that, Nick not wanting to leave you while you're in such a state. As your tears subside, and your breaths even out you try your best to explain further and apologise.

“I thought she was my friend. I'm so st-stupid.” You let out a shaky breath as your lip starts to quiver again. 

“I didn't know Nicky, I promise. Tell him I'm sorry, please. Please tell him. I made him so angry. I-” He stops you with a shush, stroking your hair with one hand. 

“It's okay, it's okay. I know. He won't be angry once he knows the whole situation, sweets. I'm sorry he spoke to you that way.” 

Nick leaves not long after that, confident that you've calmed down enough for him to leave you alone. Despite his reassurance, as the door closes behind him you can't help but worry that that might be the last time you get to see any of the band. 

You send Christine a rather strongly worded text message once Nick has left. 

The message doesn't send, she's blocked you too. You cry again. She may have lied to you, but you mourn the loss of what you had hoped was going to be a lifelong friend. You go to remove her from your Instagram only to find her profile is gone. It was all a lie. 

Three hours pass. Complete radio silence. 

Nick had taken the magazine back with him, so you never get the chance to read the article from start to finish, so you sit, racking your brain, trying to figure out everything you told her. Each thing you remember fills you with more and more anger, anger with yourself for being so stupid. Your thoughts are broken by another knock on your door. You check through the peephole before you answer. Noah. Your hands are practically shaking as you pull the door open. 

“Noah I-” You don't get a chance to say anything else, his arms immediately wrapping around you, pulling you into a tight hug. 

“I'm sorry. I should have listened to you. I shouldn't have shouted.” You sink into his embrace, wrapping your arms around his waist. 

“I was stupid. I should have known.” You mumble the words against his chest before pulling away. His eyes are red, cheeks tear stained and you internally curse yourself again for causing all of this. You both take a seat on the sofa, just like you and Nicky had a few hours earlier. You weave your fingers in with his, holding hands as you begin to talk through everything that had happened, sharing apologies. 

“Did Nick make you read the whole article?” You shook your head, stroking your thumb over Noah's knuckles. 

“I didn't even make it past the first paragraph. I was just so disappointed in myself. I-” He stops you, giving both of your hands a squeeze before letting go. 

“Originally, I didn't make it much further than that either. But Nicky made me sit and read the whole thing before I came over. I think you should read it.” He pulled the rolled up magazine from his back pocket, the paper now awkwardly folded from being sat on. You take the magazine from his hands, trying to hide your shakiness as you flip open the page to the article. The tears start again as you begin to read. 

“Do I have to-” 

“Please. I just need to know something. But I need you to read it first.” His thumb reaches out to brush away the tears that had started to fall. 

“Please don't cry.” You sniffle a few times, but continue to read. Trying to apologise again as you read through each piece of information you'd given away so freely. You can't hide the shaking of your hands anymore as you reach the final paragraph. Written there in black and white, your secret. You have feelings for Noah. You know immediately that this is why he wanted you to read the whole thing. 

“I- Noah, I can explain-” You struggle to make eye contact with him as it dawns on you that the whole world knows. That he knows.

“Is- Is it true?” You pause, trying to decide if it would be worth it to just lie. To say it's some story Christine made up to make the whole article more scandalous. But you can't. You can't lie to him while he's in front of you like this. So you admit it. A small, breathy ‘yes’ passing your lips. And then he's on you, hands pushing the magazine away, one hand gripping at your jaw, the other taking hold of your wrist, pulling you towards him until finally your lips meet. 

“Oh.” You sigh against his mouth, moving your lips against his for a moment until he pulls back, resting his forehead against yours. 

“Thank God for that.” 

Thank you so much for the love, it took a lot of me to write this especially since I’m my own worst critic. Thank you so much for inspiring me and definitely I’m gonna try and continue writing more.

Hi, my name is Amelia and this my first time writing in very long minute, but I got inspired by the lovely @thefallennightmare , she’s become my favorite writers on this app, with all that being said, someone requested a head canon of the reader having a cryptic pregnancy, she wrote out the head canon and it reminded me so much of my best friend going through that too. I got inspired by it and decided to put my spin in it. So without further ado, please enjoy. I’m gonna use character names, but please feel free to use your own preferred names.

“Oof, damn it that hurt.” Anya whispered to herself, rubbing her back from the most recent cramp out of many for the day.

She was folding up the merch table and boxes of unsold merch from the most recent Bad Omens concert, they were currently in their last show of the tour in Sacramento and we’re all getting ready to head back to their homes. Half in Los Angeles, including her and the other half in Virginia.

“Is your back still hurting darling?” she heard a familiar voice ask. She turned around and saw Noah standing there, looking at her with concern in his eyes.

“Yeah, but this time it felt stronger than the others and now it’s coming every 30 minutes and lasts about five minutes.”

”Would you listen to me if I told you to head to urgent care and get yourself checked out?”

She shook her head while folding up the last box of tshirts.

”I already know what they’re going to say, ‘You have irregular periods, ma’am, It’s just probably your period coming in again.’”

Noah just nodded, after working with them and being on tour with them since their album Finding God, Before God Finds Me came out, they had gotten to know each other and began to really know each other after being in a relationship for almost two years. Noah took the box that Anya was holding and helped put it in the truck where their equipment and merch was being held.

“Come on, let’s get back inside and I’ll make you chamomile tea to soothe your cramps. When did they start?” Noah took off the jacket that he was wearing and put it around Anya’s shoulders, knowing that when she had cramps the cold never did her any favors.

Anya nodded and pulled his jacket closer to her body, while slightly admiring Noah’s body. Something about Noah after a concert always made her want him, but sadly tonight was not going to be one of those nights.

”They started around noon, but only recently they started coming in slightly quicker.”

They reached the door of the tour bus and went inside where the rest of the band was waiting for them.

“We ready to head home?” Matt asked.

Everyone on the bus cheered and loud music began to play from hip-hop to rap to country anything the boys could use to celebrate going home after a long 11 months of back to back tours across North America, South America, Europe and Japan with Bring Me The Horizon, Sleep Token, and Dayseeker. Everyone was more than ready to be back home, none more than Anya; she wanted nothing more to sleep off her cramps and just get enough rest before going through festival season all through California. Noah went to the kitchen part of the bus and poured a water bottle into the kettle, and turned it on. Once the water was ready, he poured the water in a mug and put the tea bag in the mug, and carefully handed it to Anya. She let the boys enjoy festivities and went to the back of the bus and closed the door to get some peace and quiet, drinking the tea Noah had made. After about 3 hours into the drive, she woke up and found that the rest of the bus had quieted down and possibly had fallen asleep. She however was not feeling anymore peaceful and in fact was feeling worse.

“Ahh fuck.” She whispered to herself.

She tried to stand up and sat back down again, the pain being worse than before. She was no longer able to fully stand on her own. Another cramp passed through her and unlike the ones before, this was intense. Anya wrapped her arms around herself and the pain caused her to groan, she tried her best to be quiet to not disturb the guys in case they were asleep. After what felt like forever, she felt someone else’s presence, Anya looked up and saw Noah look at her with concern and fear. He knelt down and tried to sit her up, but instead she just slumped her head on his shoulder.

“Ok, for once this time can you please listen to me when I tell you that I’m going to tell Matt to stop the bus so we can go to the ER. This is way past urgent care at this point.” He said, cradling her head in his hand

”Noah, I promise that I’m fine. It’s just my period about to start.” She said, trying not to worry him.

He gave her a look that clearly said he didn’t believe her for one minute.

“Darling, I’ve seen you on your period, this is way beyond that. Stay here , I’m going to check if Matt or Bryan are awake to help us.”

Noah got up and left the back, after about a long 10 minutes, he came back with Matt, if he was asleep before, he clearly wasn’t anymore after taking one look at Anya.

“Holy Fuck, how long have you been like this?” Matt asked

”I’ve been feeling shitty all day, but it just started feeling worse about almost two hours ago.” Anya said.

Matt knelt down and to get his arm around her.

”Alright man, let’s get her up.” Matt said.

Noah and Matt stood on either side of her and put her arms around their shoulders. As soon as she was up, Anya gasped and felt something warm and wet trickling down her legs. She looked down and saw that her sweats were soaked. Whatever pain she felt was now intensified by tenfold. She bent over and fell back on the floor when the next cramp started again, this one almost causing her to yell out loud.

“Oh fuck, I’ll go tell the driver to drive to the closest hospital, I think were in Fresno right now.” Matt said.

Everyone started to look out their bunks and saw Anya laying on the floor with Noah right at her side. After that everyone immediately woke up and began to help in any way they could.

The bus stopped and without hesitating, Noah picked up Anya and carried her in his arms. He carried her out the bus and through the hospital doors.

”Can we get some help here?” Jolly yelled out

In an instant two nurses, one male and one female came up, and another nurse brought a gurney. Anya could no longer and started yelling out at the pain. Noah placed her on the gurney and was hesitant to let go of her hand.

“Sir, we got her and we’ll get her situated and figure out what’s going on.”

Noah nodded, but was slow to let go of her hand. Anya was wheeled into a private room, and immediately her shirt was raised exposing her abdomen.

“Ma’am we need you to stay still just long enough to see what is going on.”

Anya was writhing around in pain and screamed at the pain, but something felt different, something hard coming out of her.

”I can’t, I feel something coming out.”

The nurses looked up at each other, grabbed a scissor and cut Anya free from her sweats and underwear. The sight astonished them, they looked and saw a head crowning. From that they got a hospital gown on her and immediately moved her into a different room.

“What’s your name sweetie?” The nurse asked.

”Anastasia Mendoza, but I go by Anya.”

“Anya sweetie, I need you to listen to me very carefully, you’re having a baby sweetie and the baby is coming out now sweetie.”

At those words, the world felt like it stopped and Anya looked up at the nurse.

“That’s not possible, I’m not pregnant.”

”Sweetie, unless my eyes deceive me, this baby is ready to come out, whether you like it or not. Now, do you know who the father is and where he is?”

Anya remembered all the times she slept with Noah and realized the possibility of her being pregnant was true, they weren’t truly safe in their sexual activities, but because of her irregular periods, she thought the possibility of her getting pregnant would be slim. She looked at the nurse.

”He’s the one who carried me in the waiting room. His name is Noah Sebastian.”

She nodded and told the male nurse and began to hook her up to machines and heart rate monitors for both her and the baby, and put her feet in the stirrups.

Outside in the waiting room, Noah, Jolly, Nicholas, Folio, Matt and Bryan were all waiting on news, Noah was walking back and forth. Not knowing made his anxiety skyrocket.

”Noah, she’s getting checked out, she’ll be fine, now stop walking back and forth, because I’m getting dizzy watching you.” Folio said.

”Don’t ask me to stop man, Anya’s back there and I don’t know what’s going on with her.”

The male nurse helping Anya came out.

”Noah Sebastian?”

Noah looked and immediately went up to him, along with the rest of the guys.”

“How is Anya doing? Is she alright?”

“Relax sir, everything is fine, both her and the baby are alright. Now if you can follow me, I need you to put on a hospital gown. Right now gentleman, I just need Mr. Sebastian, we can let you know when they can accept visitors.”

In his anxiety induced haze he didn’t catch his mention of the baby. Noah followed behind the nurse and Nicholas stood there thinking over what the nurse just said.

“Did he just say what I think he said?” Nicholas asked.

”If you’re thinking he said baby, then yes, I heard him too.” Bryan said.

Everyone was thinking about the signs they could’ve missed and all the signs that could’ve given away her being pregnant.

“I didn’t even know Anya was pregnant, why didn’t she tell us?” Folio asked

”Man, I don’t think Anya even knew herself.” Matt said.

”I think we should create a baby basket and start ordering what they're definitely going to need now.” Jolly said.

They all left the hospital and began to head to the nearest Target.

”Wait, what about Noah? I don’t think he heard about the part with the baby.” Nicholas asked.

“I think he’ll figure it out when he sees the baby come out dude. Come on.” Matt said

Noah walked to the room while putting on the hospital issued scrub gown and looked up and saw the sign reading ‘MATERNITY WARD’.

“Are you sure I’m in the right place? My girlfriend isn’t pregnant.”

”You’ll see sir.”

He reached the room and saw Anya on the bed and immediately rushed to her side. Anya screaming her head off from the pain and white knuckling the bed rails. She saw him and immediately held on to his hand.

”What is going on?” Noah asked.

”Sir, you're aware that your girlfriend is having a baby right?”

Noah’s eyes widened and realized that this was happening right now, from the bassinet on the side of the bed to everything included in having a baby. At his delayed response, one of the nurses looked at him.

”Sir, if you’re going to faint, just know that we’ll ignore you, because right now we're focused on mom and baby.”

Noah focused on what was going on and gripped Anya’s hand just as hard.

”It’s ok darling, I’m here. Let's do this, you can do this.”

Anya nodded and cried out.

”Ok sweetie, on three you’ll push and push for 10 seconds. One, Two. Three. Push!”

Anya gripped Noah’s hand and began to push.

”Push, Push, Push, Push, Push.” One of the nurses said. After 10 seconds of pushing, Anya couldn’t push anymore.

”Ok, take a quick breather sweetie and then we’ll start again.”

Anya shook her head.

”I can’t, it’s too much. It hurts so bad.”

Noah kissed Anya’s forehead.

”Darling, I’m here. Whatever you need, I’m here. You want to break my hand holding it? Do it. Scream my ear off? Scream.” Noah said.

Anya looked up at him.

”Oh my god, we’re actually having a baby right now.” Anya breathed in, sweat sliding down her forehead and her hair clinging onto her head. “Oh my god, we’re having a baby and we have nothing prepared, no clothes, no diapers, no food, nothing.” Anya said, the heart monitor picking up the increase in her heart rate.

”We can worry about that later darling, right now let’s just focus on you and the baby.” Noah said.

”All right sweetie, let’s get ready to push again.” The nurse said.

”On three sweetie, One. Two. Three. Push!”

Anya pushed and pushed the pain becoming unbearable by the second.

“Alright, the head is out, come on sweetie, just a little bit more.”

Anya pushed even harder, Noah looked over and saw the baby’s head and shoulders come out and eventually it’s whole body, the cold in the room making the baby cry out.

“It’s a boy!” The doctor announced.

“Nurse, Date of birth is September 3rd, 2023 and time of birth is 3:23am.”

They took the baby to clean him up and wrapped him up. The baby was crying loudly and when the baby touched Anya’s chest, the baby immediately stopped crying. Afterwards the placenta came and they took it away to ensure that nothing was missing.

“Alright sweetie, you’re going to feel a slight pinch, you tore a little bit, so we’re gonna get you stitched up.”

Anya and Noah both focused on the baby, just absentmindedly nodded. Anya didn’t realize until she felt the prick of the needle. Afterwards it felt like nothing.

“A baby boy Noah, what should we name him?” Anya said, looking up at Noah.

”I don’t know? I’m still trying to reel in from the fact that we became parents without realizing we were becoming parents.”

”Did you notice anything?”

”I mean, I noticed that your breasts were becoming slightly bigger than normal, but I didn’t think twice about it.”

”I also thought my bras and pants were slightly tighter than normal, but I didn’t think about it either, and you know how my periods are at this point, pregnancy was the last possibility on my mind.”

After about 30 minutes of cleaning up Anya, Noah took off his shirt to do skin to skin contact with the baby. Noah held the baby and fed him some formula, while Anya took a well deserved nap. About two hours passed before a flash caught his attention. It was Bryan and Matt, they came in with a diaper bag, filled to the brim and Bryan had his camera on him, ready to take the next picture.

”Hey man, congratulations!!” They yelled out, but Noah was ready to shut them up to not wake up Anya or the baby. Matt put the baby bag in another guest chair.

“Congratulations!” They whispered.

“How’s Anya doing?” Matt asked. Walking over to look at the baby.

Noah looked at her and smiled warmly, that sight was enough to get another picture out of Bryan.

“She did amazing, terrified, but amazing.”

”Yeah, no shit.” Matt said. “Oh fuck! Can I curse around the baby? Oh fuck it, the baby won’t remember this.”

“The baby might not, but I will, so no cursing around my baby.” A sleepy voice joined in. All three men joined to look at Anya. Noah quickly walked to her side, helping her sit up.

”How are you feeling darling?”

”Like a baby I didn’t know I was pregnant with came out of me.” She joked. The baby began fussing at his mother’s voice and Anya began to reach for the baby. Noah helped with handing the baby to her and put his shirt back on.

”Watch his head.”

”I know.”

Once the baby was safely in Anya’s arms. The baby began to settle, Anya looked up at Noah and gave him a loving look.

”I love you so much.” Anya said.

”I love you more.” Noah said. “Please let’s not find out you’re pregnant like this again.” He joked.

Anya giggled, another flash went off and Bryan looked at the camera.

”Speak for yourself, I thought I was going to die.”

”Ha! That shit was terrifying, so please don’t do it again.” Matt said.

Everyone in the room laughed.

“Hey where’s the guys?” Noah asked.

”I’m pretty sure they’re all looking at baby stuff, Matt and I were in charge of the baby bag, and last we saw, Folio and Jolly were arguing about which crib looked cooler and Nick was getting all the stuff you guys actually needed for right now. He’s getting you guys a car seat, he said he’ll rent a car to get you back to LA, while the rest of us go back on the bus.” Bryan said. “We also brought you guys some extra clothes too.”

“ Thank you guys.” Noah said.

“That’s amazing of Nick, I actually didn’t think of it.” Anya said.

”Have you thought of a name yet?” Bryan said.

”To be honest, nothing on my end. Anything on your end love?” Anya asked.

“Nothing on my end either.” Noah said.

Matt and Bryan both got a chance to hold the baby and Bryan got more photos, eventually Nick, Jolly, and Folio came and wished their congratulations, they all brought their own gifts. After a long argument with each other, Jolly finally explained the crib that he chose for the baby and that it was going to be delivered to Noah’s house. Everyone got a chance to also hold the baby as well and a few more pictures were taken by Bryan, afterwards everyone left the new happy family to enjoy their time together.

Anya was holding the baby while she was breastfeeding him. She looked up at Noah and gave him a deep kiss. She looked back at the baby and stared at him with a new found maternal love.

“Do you think we’re ready or will ever be with our new roles as parents?” Anya asked.

“Absolutely not, but as long as I have you and him by my side, we can figure it out together.”

”We really should come up with a name though, I don’t know how much longer I can go with calling our son ‘Baby Boy Sebastian’” Anya chuckled.

”I think I have one in mind.”

She looked down and caressed his hands that held a very special name.

“Are you thinking what I’m thinking?” Noah asked.

”Mhmm.”

“I just wish he was here to see this.”

”I think he is, why else would our son be born on his birthday.”

“I think he would get a kick out of knowing he’d be sharing his birthday with a baby.”

The baby began to cry and to keep her from getting up, Noah took Baby Keaton from her and began to change his soiled diaper and change him into a different onesie. Little began to move his hand back to mouth in an attempt to eat something. Noah wrapped him up slightly and picked up his son and kissed his nose.

“I think our son is hungry again. Should I get a formula bottle or do you want to breastfeed him?”

”I’ll do the bottle this time, just so we can get him accustomed to both. Especially if we decide to take him with us on tour.”

Noah carefully placed Keaton in Anya’s arms and while adjusting his shirt she noticed some writing on the shirt with a sharpie, she moved his blanket and saw the words written on his shirt.

’WILL YOU MARRY MY DADDY?’

”Noah what -

She turned and saw Noah kneeling by her bed with a velvet ring box, a beautiful emerald ring surrounded by diamonds and with a white gold band. A little tongue tied, Anya couldn’t find the words to speak.

”I did have reservations for my proposal to you at La Boucherie in about two weeks, not going to lie, before I found you last night, I was looking at the ring in my bunk and practicing on how to propose. If you ask the guys, they’ll tell you that I had each of them practice and pretend to be you to get an idea of your reaction, but this is a lot better. Our son being here with us was very unexpected, but a welcome surprise. So now that I have both of you here, I wanted to ask.”

”Oh Noah…”

”Anastasia Mendoza, will you do me the honor of becoming my wife?”

”oooh.” A little coo-like sound came from baby Keaton.

Noah chuckled.

”I think our son said yes for you.” He whispered.

”Lucky for him, mama can speak for herself and her response is yes. With all my heart. Yes, I’ll marry you Noah.”

Noah placed the ring on her finger and kissed her again. It was all overwhelming, but they both knew that as long as they had each other, it wasn’t bound to be perfect, but it can be easier with each other. They don’t know what the future holds, but each day will bring a new surprise and hopefully they can be prepared.

girls who like noah sebastian and oli sykes like rough sex its a fact — theyre also probably bi but thats not the point here