Jonas Vasquez - Tumblr Posts
OMG!! this was just so f***ing cute and awesome!!! I need more!!!
Introducing Joora
his was the spawn of just looking at Jonas and Noora together in a gifset. And they just look so nice together!! Also Noora deserves better than what happened with William :(
(also much thanks to @evakshalla and @kardemomme-kisses for making sure it wasn’t a complete failure)
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Noora thinks she should be happy.
It’s one of those nights, right? Her friends are gathered around her, drinking, laughing, cheering out toasts to the newly moved-in Isak and Even. It’s a happy night. Full of joy and new beginnings and-
And.
She’s miserable. She’s been miserable for the past two weeks when William Skyped her and told her that he met someone new. And that whatever they had- whatever struggles they went through, moments they shared- it wasn’t enough.
Noora wasn’t enough. And that fucking sucked.
But she couldn’t just- tell her friends that. Her friends who stuck through all of last year’s drama. Who were literally willing to break the law in order to salvage her relationship with William. How does she tell them it was all for nothing?
Noora takes another small sip of beer and looks around the room. The party was finally starting to wind down (thank God); Eva was practically passed out on Vilde’s lap, Chris snuffling peacefully against the leg of the couch and Sana… peering at her phone, fingers typing away furiously. Isak and Even, curled together, whispering into each other’s mouths.
She has to look away. She needs a second to breathe because if she doesn’t get away, she might end up resenting Isak and Even and her friends for their happiness while she-
Noora slips off the couch quietly and makes her way to the little alcove kitchen, placing both palms flat on the counter. Breathe one, two, three…
One, two, three… one, two, three
And then there is the remnants of a song in the vestiges of her mind as she’s mouthing the lyrics to herself and wonders why the pressure in her chest feels so tight. “Saying I love you is not the words I want to hear from…”
“Everything okay?”
Noora whirls around, only to be met with calm brown eyes under dark, dark brows.
“Jonas,” Noora lets out another breath, “Sorry. You scared me.”
He shrugs off her apologies, “No worries. You look uh- intense. In thought and shit.”
She forces a smile, shifting a bit when he moves further into the kitchen and sets down several empty beer bottles in the sink. Whatever does remain in them, he pours down the sink and rinses. At her look he chuckles, “Doesn’t feel right to take over their new place for a party and stick them with the mess.”
“Yeah,” she returns lamely, but joins him at the sink and takes her own beer to empty. They are silent for a few minutes and it’s weird because they’ve never really had a reason tho hangout on their own. It’s always been Isak or Eva buffering between them. So the silence stretches on until she can’t take it anymore. “Are you- um… having fun?”
Jonas nods easily enough and peers down at her from his lashes, “Yeah, of course. I’m so happy for Isak and Even. Really.”
“Me too.”
And then there is a knowing smile at the corners of Jonas’s lips and Noora wants to shrug it off like she’s told Eva to do so many times, but there isn’t even a hint of malice when Jonas hip bumps her. “They’re so disgustingly romantic though right?” He laughs, “I mean it’s cute, but I always feel like I’m intruding on a private moment when I catch them together.”
Noora smiles, “Try living with them.”
“Can’t even imagine.” When they run out of bottles to rinse and dispose of, Jonas turns and leans his hip against the sink, “Like living in a Valentine’s Day card.”
The horror.
Noora’s nose scrunches on it’s own accord, “Valentine’s day. You know what Valentine’s day is?”
“A capitalistic scheme that seeks to suck million’s dollars in revenue based on the commercialized view of love?”
Noora blinks and adopts the haughtiest tone she could muster, “That and a holiday that restricts itself to those only in relationships and unintentionally alienates those who aren’t into a bottomless hole of despair.”
Jonas makes a pleased sound and Noora can’t help but laugh a bit, dropping the act, “You didn’t have a Valentine either this year, did you?”
“No and I wanted one so bad.” Jonas shakes his head, “Damn. Maybe next year though. Who knows, though. This year was Isak’s turn. Maybe next year will be mine.”
And then they were both just looking at each other quietly for a few moments, but the silence seemed less oppressive then it had just a few minutes before. Nevertheless it had to be broken and Jonas was the one to do it, “What was the song you were humming earlier?”
Noora cocks her head in confusion for several seconds. And then remembers.
“Nothing.” she says a little glumly, “Just a song I used to love strumming on the guitar.”
“Ayeee,” Jonas snaps at her, “Did I know you played the guitar? I do too. I play a pretty suave cover I’m Yours by Jason Mraz.”
“Pretty suave? Okay Michael Buble.”
Jonas rolls his eyes playfully, “The sass. We should join forces sometime and play. I already low-key told Isak that I’d perform for him at his and Even’s hypothetical/ probably not hypothetical wedding. You should join me on the hypothetical stage.”
And that weirdly actually sounded like a blast.
“Yeah,” Noora nodded, but then shook her head, “Actually I don’t- the guitar wasn’t mine. I don’t have one.”
“No worries. I have a couple.”
“Jonas!” They both turned to the hall where Isak’s drunken slurs echoed, “Jonnasss.”
The very guy chuckles, “I’m going to go see what Isak wants. But we really should jam sometime.” He turns to exit, but hesitates at the entrance of the hallway, “And Noora- I’m uh- sorry things with William didn’t work out. But I think you might deserve someone much better.”
Then he’s gone and Noora realizes after a few moments that she didn’t even try to correct him about William.
And that she now had I’m Yours stuck in her head.
SKAM PARALLELS Everyone has a friend who spoils everything :D
martino/isak i’m literally crying
Getting interrupted on the window sill
sneak peak!
jens is worried lucas hates him after not kissing him back. poor jens sadly has his worries confirmed by kes, who is of no help.
(there is nearly not enough jens and kes scenes - there should really be more considering how much it takes to keep up with lucas)
[side note] the events and character portrayals have been remodeled to fit my vision so it is not 100% accurate and by the book. it’s just a general play on the og characters sort of fitting the skam character moulds