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Works I’m currently creating:

Bestfriend! Noah x Merch Girl Reader series

Reader is Noah’s best friend who works for the band as their merch girl, she works with a girl called Courtney (sorry if any of you are called that name, you can change it) Courtney is the picture perfect blonde, too much lipgloss and perfume kinda girl. Courtney becomes jealous of the reader and tries to get in the way.

Noah x Musician! Reader series

Reader is in a band called Spellbound and is tough, hard cookie to crack, slowly Noah peels back the layers.

Continuing with the 3AM Snack Run Series

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I know I keep on making different series but I can’t help it 😅 This time I’m thinking of bestfriend! Noah and Reader being their merch girl and on tour with them.

However there will be some drama with one of her work colleagues (who is blonde, tanned and like a Barbie doll) Who like is kinda mean to the reader, clearly jealous of her relationship with Noah.

It will be a slow burn as I like those kinda ones.

I’m kinda currently writing the first part as we speak and it should be up later on today. I go from days where I haven’t got any ideas then suddenly bam! I just wanna continue writing and writing.

Also am currently working on a master list and feel free to request any ideas. My inbox is always open 🥰

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Gummy Worm Promises

Noah Sebastian x Reader

This is part 2 of 3AM Snack Run. You don’t need to read the part 1 to get the idea of it. I’m actually very proud of this work and would like to continue with this. Let me know your thoughts, enjoy.

It had been three days since the 3 a.m. snack run - the night you’d met him. You hadn’t expected to see him again, not really. People like him, the ones who appear out of nowhere and do something oddly kind - like paying for someone else’s snacks and then driving them home without being weird about it - they usually vanish as quickly as they show up.

But then he texted.

Noah: Still craving sour gummy worms at ungodly hours or have you finally returned to the world of normal people?

You smiled when you saw the message, remembering how he’d grinned when you told him you liked the red ones best and that the green ones were a personal betrayal. The easy conversation you had in the car. You thought for a second before typing back.

You: No cravings lately. But I still stand by my gummy hierarchy.

He replied almost instantly. Which made you wonder, did he actually enjoy talking to you?

Noah: I respect that. Also… my band’s playing a small show on Friday at the KROQ Sound Space if you’re down to come? I’ll send you the details.

You stared at the screen a moment longer than necessary. He wanted you to come to see him perform? You of course knew the famous radio station, listening to it quite often yourself.

You: I’m down. Only if you save me a red one.

Friday came and you were nervous. Why? You were probably gonna meet the band as well, you wondered if he told them about you.

You found the radio station venue in Los Angeles, it took a while due to the traffic but you left early so you made it in good time. You messaged Noah saying that you’re there as promised. A little while later, a security guard found you and ushered you inside.

You followed him through a back hallway, passing posters and dimmed stage lights. The guard stopped outside a black door, knocked twice, and cracked it open.

“She’s here.”

The door opened wider. And there he was.

Noah.

His head snapped up when he saw you, and the grin that spread across his face made your heart stutter. The guard left us and shut the door quietly.

“You came.” He said, as though he hadn’t been sure - even after inviting you. These days he wasn’t sure if he could trust people and it was even harder to date or even have any female friends.

“Still waiting for those red gummy worms.” You teased, walking towards him on the couch.

He reached into the small backpack beside him, rummaged for a second, and pulled out a tiny Ziploc bag. Two bright red gummy worms inside.

“You actually brought them?” You questioned, feeling warmth spread through out your chest. He actually went out his way and did that for you.

He stood up, brushing imaginary dust from his trousers. “I made a promise and I’m a man of my word.”

You stood and blinked up at him. Noah was the most kindest and thoughtful man you’ve met. Something as little as sour gummy worms could bring out happiness. The fact that he got you the red ones too. God you were falling for him and fast.

Too fast.

“So, are you nervous?” You asked, wanting to change the topic. You couldn’t get yourself too caught up, not yet.

“Not about performing.” He admitted, but his eyes held something softer. You noticed the change.

“Then what?” You asked, raising an eyebrow up and moving closer towards him and sat on the couch.

He glanced down, almost shyly something you hadn’t seen yet. “More about whether or not you’d actually show up… or if I made the whole 3 a.m. thing up.”

“Well, I’m real so believe it. So go impress me, rockstar.” You smirked and nudged him, making him laugh at your words.

“Oh, so you’re not impressed with me already?” He teased you, his words holding a different meaning than just his musical abilities.

“Well, I like what I’m getting so far.” You admitted, grinning. It was definitely true, he has impressed you in more ways than one.

“That’s a good start then.” He said, standing up he already had his stage clothes on. He just needed to get his equipment on and to meet with the guys quickly before going onto the stage.

The space was dim, shadowy—more like a late-night secret than a concert. From where you stood just behind the curtain, tucked near a rack of battered guitars and an open case of tangled cables, the room felt small. Not cramped, but close. Intimate.

The crowd wasn’t massive, maybe fifty people. They were all pressed in near the low stage, watching like they were afraid to blink and miss something. The air was thick with warm sound and that particular kind of stillness that only happens when everyone is holding their breath.

Everything was bathed in red. Deep, low lighting that painted the stage like an old film developing in a darkroom. It turned Noah’s silhouette into something half-real, all shadow and sharp angles.

You watched from the wings, half hidden behind a tall speaker stack. Your heart beat a little faster with every chord, like you were eavesdropping on something you weren’t supposed to hear - even though you were invited.

He wasn’t flashy onstage. No big movements or exaggerated performance. But there was something about the way he stood, still and sure, the mic just inches from his mouth, eyes closed as he sang.

And his voice.

It was smooth, raw and passionate.

And when the set was finally done, and the crowd gave their soft, warm cheers, he thanked the crowd with the band and left.

A minute later, you heard footsteps behind you.

“You stayed,” Noah said softly, his voice real again - closer, quieter. Like the red light followed him off the stage.

You turned. He was right there, breath warm, skin still flushed from performing.

“Of course I did.” You told him, looking up at him. The lighting was still dark, but you could see him, feel him.

“Come with me.” Noah told, his voice low.

You nodded, you didn’t even know where you were going. But with him? You’d go anywhere with.

You were utterly screwed.

Tag List: @mrscevans @renegadebirch @pipidoll

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Backstage FaceTime

Noah Sebastian x Reader.

Just a lil something, sorry for not posting much. I’ve got a new job and adjusting to it, but I will be posting more regularly don’t worry.

You knew from the moment you woke up with tummy cramps that today would be one of those days. Noah was away playing at some Summer festivals, which didn’t help your situation. You went to the bathroom to sort yourself out, luckily you didn’t make a mess as you caught it in time.

You just wanted your man.

A couple of hours later, you found yourself on the couch watching some movie when suddenly your phone rang on FaceTime. You knew who it was and you couldn’t help but smile.

“Hey, babe.” You answered, looking at the screen at him.

“Hey, angel. I’m sorry I’m not here to help you.” Noah said, frowning slightly. The background noise was muffled but you can tell that he was backstage somewhere at the festival.

“Noah, it’s okay, ice cream has been my saviour and this lil guy too.” You chuckled, showing him the bat squishmallow he gave you.

Noah smiled at the sight, it was adorable seeing you cuddle it. But he wish it was him instead. He wanted to take away the pain as he knew that you suffered from painful periods.

“Good, cos someone’s gotta look after my angel.” Noah said, making you giggle at his words.

“You always look after me, even if you’re not physically here.” You told him, as it was true. Noah was such a caring and loving boyfriend even if he’s away a lot, he always made you feel so so loved.

“I better get going soon, but expect a lil something in the mail tomorrow.” Noah told you, which made you raise an eyebrow up at his words.

“Oh really now?” You said, wondering what he could possibly get you.

“Yes, I love you so much. I’ll message you as soon as I can.” Noah promised down the phone, the noise was getting louder and you could hear the fans in the background.

“I love you too, now break a leg my rockstar.” You smirked, making him chuckle and blow a kiss.

Even though your stomach was cramping, you felt better talking to your man. It was only a week and you’ll have him back at home and you couldn’t wait.

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Making Brownies

Noah Sebastian x Reader

Warnings: Sexual innuendos but nothing else

Just something I thought about, enjoy :)

Baking is something that you loved to do, creating something sweet and delicious from simple ingredients. Feeling stressed? You would bake. A rough day at work? You would bake. Feeling happy? You would bake.

Of course when Noah found out that you baked, he instantly asked if you could make him some chocolate brownies which are his favourite. As soon as he bit into the chocolate goodness, he pretty much fell in love with you on the spot.

So, it wasn’t a surprise when he found you in the kitchen when he came from a meeting with his record company. You didn’t hear the door open as you were moving along to the beat of the music, mixing the newly improved brownie recipe. Noah had a smile on his face, seeing you in your element and noticing the focus on your face. He walked up towards you from behind and wrapped his long arms around your stomach.

“Hey, babe. How was the meeting?” You asked, melting in his arms and stopped mixing the batter for a moment.

“It was okay, just glad to be home.” He replied, dipping his finger into the mixture and tasting it in his mouth. Noah made a small hum at the taste, he knew they’ll taste even better when they’re cooked.

“This is a newly improved recipe.” You said, giggling at his actions as he kissed your cheek.

“Hmm, I can tell. Your brownies are amazing, but I got a feeling these will outshine the old recipe.” He noted, about to dip his finger in again but you stopped him.

“Hey, don’t put your finger you just licked back into the mixture!” You faked being angry, turning around and pointing the wooden spoon in his direction.

“Oh so now you’re concerned about my germs going into the mixture?” He asked, raising an eyebrow up at your accusation.

“Yes.” You simply said, holding back a grin and turning back around.

You grabbed the brownie tray and placed brown paper in so it won’t stick. You then started to pour the mixture in with a concentrated look on your face, not wanting to spill any. Noah had his hands now on your hips, watching the mixture pour. Once you were satisfied, you moved towards the oven and placed it on the shelve and closing the door with a sigh.

“Shouldn’t take too long.” You said, turning around to Noah was licking the wooden spoon.

“I swear this mixture is like heaven.” He moaned, licking the spoon clean.

His actions made you bite your lip, you shook your head to yourself at the dirty thoughts. You started to clean the counter and started to wash up, wanting a distraction. Noah came over towards you again and leaned down to kiss your neck.

“Noah.” You hissed, last time this happened the cookies you made burnt to a crisp as you and Noah got carried away.

“What?” He innocently replied, pulling you close to him.

“You know what.” You said firmly, carrying on washing up and placing the stuff to dry.

“We’ve got time, I know you too well babe.” Noah smirked, placing another kiss on your neck.

“You know what happened to the cookies, I really wanna try these brownies.” You justified yourself. It was the truth, you did want to not burn the brownies.

“It doesn’t take long babe, trust me we’ll be finished in time.” He whispered in your ear, making you bite your lip.

“Fine, but if we go over the 15 minutes, you’ll be paying for it.” You told him, making him smirk.

And with that, you two wasted no time. Noah kept to his word and the brownies did not burn.

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Falling asleep in his arms

Noah Sebastian x Reader

Just a lil something as I haven’t posted in a week. I’ll be working on some things so stay tuned.

It was midnight, Noah was downstairs in his studio editing the song that he and the guys recorded earlier on. You found yourself unable to sleep, missing your boyfriend’s warmth and cuddles in the bed. These days, you found it hard to fall asleep without Noah by your side.

A few more minutes had passed, you decided to leave the warmth of your bed and make your way to see Noah. The lighting in the studio was soft, Noah was in his own world, headphones on his ears and nodding along to the music whilst sitting in front of the computer. Softly, you walked up towards him and placed a hand on his shoulder making him jump slightly at your touch.

Noah paused the music, took his headphones off and turned the chair around to face you. He felt guilty, seeing the tired look on your face.

“I’m sorry babe.” Noah said softly, pulling you into his embrace.

Instantly, you melted into his arms and snuggled into him, closing your eyes and smelling his scent.

“How much longer will you be?” You asked, lifting your head up and looking at him.

“Not much longer, I promise.” He replied, rubbing his thumb on your soft cheek.

“Can I stay?” You asked him, wanting to stay with him.

“Of course, love.” He said softly, giving your cheek a kiss.

Noah continued to edit the song, you were sitting on his lap feeling sleepy and felt your eyes close. You didn’t even know you fell asleep, Noah looked down at you and felt his heart swell at the sight. You looked so small and at peace. He saved his work and closed the computer off, taking his headphones off and carefully stood up with you in his arms.

He carried you bridal style, through the house and up the stairs to your shared bedroom. He carefully placed you under the covers, you stirred slightly but didn’t wake up. Noah quickly took his shirt off and shorts, quickly getting into bed next to you, wrapping his arms around your stomach. You sighed in your sleep, feeling him behind you acting the big spoon.

“Goodnight, I love you.” Noah murmured quietly, kissing your shoulder.

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3AM Snack Run

Noah Sebastian x Reader

I’m thinking of maybe this will become a series? Please let me know if you would like that. Also, please send me any requests or ideas.

It was the very early hours of the morning or night as you could say, bright lights in the convenient store flickered slightly as you browsed the snack isle. Sleep didn’t come easy for you these days, it felt like an eternity since you’ve last had a decent amount of shut eye.

You wore your pyjama bottoms and a hoodie, but you didn’t care as you picked up some Doritos and placed them in your shopping basket. You didn’t see the tall guy with his hood up nearby, trying to go unnoticed.

As you continued to look at now the candy isle, the guy was there picking up some candy. His basket had various of snacks inside and drinks, mainly energy ones, but who were you to judge?

“Excuse me.” He said, his voice deep.

The mysterious man reached past you for a KitKat and giving you a quick glance from the corner of his eye that made your chest feel tight for some reason. He had his hood up and was wearing all black. You noticed his hands were tattooed from what you could see, you couldn’t see much as you didn’t want to seem like you were staring.

He moved further down the isle and you followed to grab some chocolate for yourself, trying to act casual. You both seemed to have similar taste as you bumped into each other more than once now, a small smile on your face each time. A few more snacks were added to your basket before you made your way to the counter, he was behind you and you were aware of every little movement he made behind you.

“That’ll be $35.24.” The cashier told you.

As you were about to grab your purse, the guy behind you beat you to it and held out his card. Your eyebrows furrowed together as you glanced up at the guy.

“I got it.” The guy spoke, giving you a quick small smile and tapping his card on the machine and paying for your snacks.

“Thanks.” You said slightly taken back, no one has ever done that before and you didn’t know how to feel. You were not used to strangers being this kind to you, especially mysterious guys in convenient stores at 3am.

You grabbed your bag of snacks as the cashier started to tally up his items. You slightly hesitated to leave the store as weird as it sounded, wanting to see who the mysterious guy was or at least to get his name.

You made your way to the door and stepped outside, it was still as dark as before and quiet. The door opened of the store and the guy stepped out and you glanced up at him, he was very tall compared to yourself.

“Er, thanks again for paying for my snacks.” You spoke quietly, making him slightly jump clearly seeing you there.

“It’s not a big deal.” He said with a shrug, before looking around the car park and noticing only his car was there. “Did you walk here?” The guy asked, he sounded a bit concerned as he looked down at you.

“Yeah I did, I only live a few streets from here.” You admitted, meeting his eyes which had a hint of worry in them.

“Do you want a lift home? I promise you I’m a good driver.” He offered with a slight chuckle.

Noah didn’t know what came over him, for all he knows you could be a crazy fan or maybe creeped out by his offer. For some reason, he trusted you and that didn’t come often, very little in fact. He couldn’t deny the slight pull he felt towards you, even in the convenient store he thought you were cute and had a good taste of snacks. Something inside of him, hoped that you would take up his offer.

“Oh, I don’t want to put you out of your way, you’ve done enough for me already.” You said, feeling guilty and biting your lip out of habit.

“Don’t worry about it, I don’t just offer a ride home to anyone.” He joked, getting his keys from his pocket.

I mean he seems nice and kind, a ride home wouldn’t hurt you thought. “I should be very privileged then.” You chuckled, still didn’t have a clue to who he was.

“You definitely should.” He replied with a small smile on his lips and started to walk towards his car which was an expensive looking one.

“Woah nice car.” You marvelled at it as he opened the car door for you to get inside.

“Thanks, she’s a beauty.” He said, shutting your door and walking around to the drivers side and getting in.

Noah and you put your seatbelts on and he started the car as it roared to life in the quiet air. The music came on which was Bring Me The Horizon, making you smile. Noah took his hood down for the first time since you met, you couldn’t help but look over at him. He was definitely handsome, brown eyes and hair, you noticed he had a neck tattoo also in the dim lighting.

“Er so I guess I should tell you where my place is?” You said, feeling slightly nervous and your stomach flip.

Noah drove out of the car park and towards your place where you directed him. You nodded along to the music, approving of his taste with a small smile on your lips.

“You like Bring Me The Horizon?” Noah asked you, noticing you nodding along to the music.

“Yeah, they’re actually one of my favourite bands.” You admitted with a smile on your face.

“You wanna know something cool?” Noah asked, glancing over towards you quickly. Suddenly he was nervous to tell you. Would you fangirl? Would you look at him differently?

“Sure.” You replied, keeping your eyes on the road ahead as you neared your place.

“My band opened for them last year during their UK tour.” He confessed, making your head turn at him.

“Damn that’s crazy.” You said, trying to think of the bands he could be in. He did look familiar but due to the poor lighting, you couldn’t really see his face that well and at the store he had his hood up.

“You really don’t know who I am, huh?” Noah said almost to himself as he neared your place. It was very surprising to him that you didn’t know who he was, it was refreshing and strange. You clearly liked one of the biggest metal / rock bands but didn’t know who he was? That was different to say at least.

“Sorry, I listen to bands don’t get me wrong but I don’t really take notice at who is in them? I know it’s weird.” You chuckled feeling embarrassed at the situation.

“No, no, it’s not weird at all. Kinda refreshing actually.” He said, noticing you point to an apartment in the street and commenting that’s your place.

Noah came to a stop outside the complex, he turned the engine off but the music was playing quietly. You realised that you didn’t know each other’s names, making you feel stupid for not at least telling him yours.

“I’m Y/N by the way.” You introduced yourself and looked over at him.

“I’m Noah.” He said with a small smile. “Well, seeing as you’re into Bring Me The Horizon, I’ll recommend you to give Bad Omens a listen if you haven’t already.” Noah said with a smirk.

“Bad Omens? Is that who you are from?” You asked, definitely recognising the name and a few of their songs.

“Yeah.” Noah nodded before continuing, “I’m the lead singer.”

You definitely didn’t expect that.

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Jealousy and Confusion Pt 2

Noah Sebastian x Reader

Warnings: Alcohol

After watching Noah disappear into the sea of various crew members and other musicians, you didn’t know how to feel. On one hand, he kissed you back, that’s gotta mean something? Or maybe it was the heat of the moment and it was a natural reflex? You felt stupid for kissing him, regretting ever making such a bold move.

You closed your eyes, replaying how quickly he pushed you back when his name was called. How he kissed your forehead and left. You found yourself walking towards the VIP bar, needing something to take the edge off even if it’s just for a moment. You walked towards the bar and ordered a strong drink, looking around the area you spotted Poppy with other people. She looked pretty even when she came off fresh from stage. That feeling came back and you quickly turned around and took a big sip of your drink.

Maybe she was the reason why he pushed you away so quickly? No, he would’ve told you if he was seeing her, right? You had a tendency of overthinking, having being burnt in the past before, the same as Noah. Both of you had your fair share of failed relationships, you’ve seen him being used and at his lowest. You’ve seen him slowly built his walls up so high, afraid to fall again. You knew he was afraid of getting back into a relationship, you couldn’t blame him as you were the same.

But, slowly you saw him in a different light, slowly you felt the warmth feeling in your chest when he was near. At first, you just put it down to hormones, thinking it’ll pass, but it didn’t and it grew stronger. So when you finally kissed him, he left. You were too busy in your thoughts to see someone walk towards you.

“Hey, are you okay?” The soft spoken voice asked, instantly you knew who it belonged to - Poppy.

“Oh me? I’m fine thanks, just enjoying a few drinks.” You said, waving her concern away. She couldn’t find out what happened between you and Noah.

“Look, I know we’ve only met a couple of times, but you can talk to me.” She said, trying to read your face. She was sweet as well, clearly concerned for your wellbeing.

“I appreciate it, Poppy.” You spoke, finishing your drink and waving the bartender over again. “You want another?” You asked her, seeing as she was holding an empty glass herself.

“Sure, I’ll take a vodka cranberry. You?” She asked, placing her empty glass down on the bar.

“I’ll have another double Jack Daniel’s and Coke please?” You asked the bartender, watching him prepare the drinks.

“Whisky, huh?” Poppy asked, raising her eyebrow up at the choice in drink.

“Yeah, Noah actually got me into it.” You confessed, feeling weird mentioning his name around her. The bartender passed you two the drinks with a smile on his face.

“Speaking of Noah, have you seen him?” Poppy asked, taking a sip of her drink and looking around.

“Oh no, he kinda left somewhere.” You spoke, trying not to let her know that something had happened. Poppy nodded, clearly not completely buying what you were saying.

“Right.” She spoke, looking down slightly at you as she was a bit taller than you.

You took a swig of your drink, not wincing at the slight burn down your throat. In a way, it felt good as bad as it sounds. The way you were feeling, you wanted to feel numb as drastic as it sounded. You could feel her eyes watching you, maybe sympathy? Or maybe she was judging you, analysing you silently. You couldn’t tell and at this rate, you didn’t care.

With your free hand, you got your phone out of your pocket, the lock screen was a picture of you and Noah making funny faces. You swallowed the feeling in your stomach as you stared at the picture. Poppy glanced over and saw the lock screen and frowned slightly at your face.

“Something happened between you two?” She murmured, making you look up at her and putting your phone away.

“Oh no, just checking the time you know?” You said, almost cursing at yourself at your excuse. You did in fact wanted to check to see if you heard anything from him, it had been almost an hour and you were growing worried.

“With a frown on your face? Come on, I know I may not have known you for long, but I can tell when someone is hurting.” Poppy said with that soft tone of hers, brown eyes watching yours.

Just as you were about to say something, you heard familiar voices come into the VIP bar making you almost freeze up. The band, changed out of their stage clothes and in their casual clothing came walking inside. You quickly turned away not knowing what to do, on one hand, you wanted to speak with Noah and on the other, you wanted to disappear. Poppy must’ve sensed your uncomfortableness and tried to put the pieces together in her head.

The guys spotted you and Poppy together and walked over, Noah looked freshly out from the shower, hair damp and wearing comfy shorts and his band merch. You must admit, he looked good and it made your heart skip slightly at him. Noah was a few feet away and you could smell him, making you almost melt then and there. You quickly shook away the thoughts and glanced up at him, the others had no clue on what was going on which you were thankful for.

“Drinking without us I see?” Folio teased you, waving the bartender over.

“Something like that.” You replied, chuckling slightly not daring to glance over at Noah.

You felt a tap on your shoulder, making you glance around and you were met with a familiar chest as Noah was much taller than you. You felt your heart race as you glanced up at him, almost afraid to see what his expression was like.

“Can we talk somewhere private?” Noah asked, his expression unreadable. You nodded, not finding the words to speak. He led you towards a secluded area without saying a word and came to a stop.

“I’m sorry.” You blurted out, biting your lip nervously not meeting his gaze. “I’m sorry for kissing you, I understand if you don’t feel the same and you hate me for it.” You rushed out, almost feeling like you’re about to cry.

You felt his fingers slowly caress your cheek, making you look up at him. You looked broken almost as dramatic as it sounded. Noah’s heart almost broke at the sight of the woman he cared for so much look distraught.

“I could never hate you.” Noah spoke with his thumb rubbing your cheek softly.

“You don’t?” You asked, your voice small and feeling very vulnerable in that moment.

“No, I’m sorry for rushing away from you like that.” He said gazing into your eyes. “It wasn’t fair on you.” He continued, searching your face.

“I guess the cat is out of the bag with the way I feel about you.” You confessed, chuckling slightly.

“I guess it is.” He smiled, leaning in with his hand still on your cheek. Noah gazed down towards your lips and flickered to your eyes, silently asking for your permission. You nodded and he captured your lips in a sweet, yet passionate kiss.

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My Anchor

Noah Sebastian x Reader

You found yourself staring at his hands as he drove, making all sorts of unholy thoughts swim around your head. There was always something you found attractive when a man drives, taking control of the wheel, shifting gears. You tried to focus on the music that was playing in the background and glanced out of the window.

“How much longer?” You asked Noah, glancing at him.

“We’re almost there.” He replied, taking another turn through the streets of Los Angeles.

You and Noah were meeting up with a few friends at this nice restaurant and bar, seeing as he had some free time and haven’t seen people for a while. It was rare for him to have any free time nowadays, he was always either in the studio or away on tour. But, he always made time to see people who he was the most closest to.

He pulled up in the car park, putting the car in park and turning the engine off. You glanced over at him, feeling the butterflies inside of you. He didn’t have to do anything to make you feel like a silly school girl with a crush. You always felt this way whenever you were around him, completely and utterly in love.

“You’re doing it again.” Noah teased you, noticing the fond look in your eyes as you gazed over at him. You felt your cheeks flush, heart skip at his voice.

“Doing what?” You asked innocently, but you knew what he meant. You just couldn’t help yourself.

“Staring at me with that look in your eyes.” He replied, looking at you fondly. He was used to the looks the fans gave him, but it was different coming from you. You looked at him like he hung the freaking stars in the sky.

“I can’t help it, you know what you do to me.” You spoke softly, making him grab your petite hand in his larger tattooed one. He brought his lips to your hand and pressed a kiss on the back of it, making you almost melt at the gesture. Every touch he gave you, made you feel like you were floating.

You and Noah headed inside the restaurant, Noah’s hand was on the small of your back as you found the table which was reserved. You both greeted the friends who were already there and sat down next to each other. He always needed to touch you, whether it was his hand on you or his leg touching yours. He told you it was because you were like his anchor, always keeping him grounded and keeping him above water.

You both were completely in love with one another, it was clear to anyone who was around you. Noah was a very private man, he didn’t have any social media as the fans got too much at one point. You had social media, but never posted much, you added things on your stories every now and then, some of them included little snippets of Noah which he didn’t mind. However, you always made sure it was alright with him first.

His hand was on your thigh, on the exposed skin. He was talking to one of his friends, whilst aimlessly rubbing your skin. Whilst he was talking, you got your phone and quickly snapped a picture of his hand on your thigh.

‘My anchor ⚓️🤍’

You quickly posted the pic on your story and put your phone down and took a sip of wine. Noah glanced at you, feeling your gaze on him again.

“You okay, love?” He asked, looking down at you and giving your thigh a squeeze.

“I’m absolutely fine, couldn’t be more happier.” You replied, feeling your body react to his presence.

Noah smiled softly and leaned down and kissed you sweetly. It was rare for him to kiss in public, but you weren’t complaining.

“Good, cos I’ve got a few plans for when we arrive back at home.” He said quietly and giving your forehead a quick kiss.

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We love a little Blegh at Rockville .

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Jealousy and Confusion

Noah Sebastian x Reader

Pt 2? Let me know :)

You and Noah met when Bad Omens were just starting out and you quickly became best friends. You guys just clicked from day one, bonding over anime and most importantly, music.

Noah was a very reserved and private man, he had deleted his social media years ago when his fans became obsessed over him quite quickly. The fans of course knew who you were, some speculated about your relationship which Noah was still annoyed about till this day. You on the other hand, didn’t really care what they thought. In a way, you found it almost funny how they thought you two were more than friends, even jealous of you. You couldn’t blame them really, there have been occasions where they caught Noah placing a hand on your back, or seeing the two of you out in public.

Noah didn’t have many female friends, you were one of the very few he had. He had to be very careful who he could trust nowadays, especially in the music industry. Now, that was until he started to work with a singer called, Poppy. Poppy is known for her change in genres, having going from pop music to the heavier side. She used to wear pastel shades and had blonde hair, now she dyed her hair black and wore dark colours. At first, you didn’t think anything of the two of them as they worked together for the song, V.A.N. As usual, the fans started to speculate about their relationship seeing as they were both single to their knowledge.

The song was out and the fans loved it, especially since it only had Poppy’s vocals in. You must admit, the song was good and it quickly became one of their most popular songs. Now with a successful song, came magazine shoots for Rock Sound. When you saw the cover, of course you were proud but something tugged in the pit of your stomach at the outfit Poppy wore. Poppy looked pretty as always, however her outfit was something different. Silver metal that looked liked skeleton ribs with spikes coming down the centre, black plastic-like tight skirt. Noah next to her looked handsome as always, wearing all black to match. The closer you looked, the more the feeling came crawling inside.

The fans all went wild over the picture, saying how good they looked next to each other. You had to admit, the tiny part inside you agreed to what they were saying. They did look good together. Noah messaged you when the magazine came out, you could tell he was proud and happy. You were as well, he was your best friend after all and were happy for him.

You took a deep breath in your head telling yourself to let it go, he had other female friends, it’s not a big deal, plus they were just posing for a photo. It meant nothing, right? You did have feelings for him, but you were afraid to tell him. You didn’t want to ruin the friendship the two of you had built. You did feel like the two of you had some sort of connection when you would hang out and he would act different with certain things, like placing his hand of your back or giving you longer than normal hugs.

It wasn’t uncommon for you to be invited by Noah to see him perform, so that’s where you are now at a festival which Bad Omens are playing at - including Poppy. You had met Poppy a couple of times and she was kind and friendly towards you. She was a few inches taller than you, seeing as you were only 5’4” and Poppy was around 5’7”. Another thing you were insecure with, you couldn’t help but feel small around her, you were used to Noah’s height and the guys as all of them were over 6ft. It felt different with Poppy though. She could sing, had this presence around her, pretty and talented. Once again, you found yourself comparing yourself with her, something you found yourself subconsciously doing.

You wanted to stop comparing yourself to the woman, but you couldn’t help to feel small in that way. She was this confident and cool singer, a pretty and talented one at that, she looked good with Noah too.

“Hey!” Noah’s voice snapped you out of your thoughts. He was covered head to toe in sweat, but my god he still looked good.

“Great show as always!” You smiled, giving him a big hug. You didn’t care if the fans saw, you were giving your best friend a hug after a performance. Noah smiled and wrapped his arms around you, making how feel how hot and sweaty he was.

“Thank you.” He muttered against your neck, making you blush.

The hug went longer than normal and Noah’s grip around you tightened. Your face pressed against his neck even more, you could feel and smell his scent. You felt safe in his arms, like it was just the two of you against the hustle and bustle of backstage.

A part of you never wanted to let go of this feeling, this safe feeling. If you could only hold onto it forever, you wanted to show him, tell him how you feel. It was as if Noah sensed this and he pulled his face away from your neck. Both of you looked at each other, his hands still on your waist.

You were so lost in the world where it was just you and him and he looked at you with such an intense gaze, it made you feel some type of way. With everything happening at this very moment, you didn’t really think and just went for it. You slowly closed your eyes, leaning up to place a soft kiss on his lips. Noah kissed you back before pulling away, luckily you were on the side so were kinda hidden.

“Noah!” A voice being heard, which broke the moment, Noah quickly pushed you away.

“I-I gotta go.” He said, before kissing you on your forehead and leaving, before going over towards whoever was calling him.

What just happened?

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