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Noah: Why?

For $120 dollars, you have been dared to make Adrian Rosenthal believe you are in love with him for 2 hours.

Honestly - it should have been the easiest dare, one that would get him the money without much struggle. This was his best friend, Noah knew how to make him feel loved, and in the end, after those two hours, they would laugh about it.

If Noah hadn’t actually been in love with the man for years, and once he had confessed to his feelings? There was no going back. For all Noah knew, it would change their dynamic forever, and shit - he hadn’t thought that Nerve would make him feel so scared so early on.

His jaw was still aching as he knocked on his best friend’s door - Jack surely knew how to throw a punch, and maybe the pain wasn’t such a bad thing right now. At least it distracted him somewhat from fidgeting. One hand in his pocket, he turned a small cube in his fingers, trying to brace himself for what was to come.

As soon as Adrian opened the door, Noah forced a smile to his face. He was happy to see him, after all - he was simply terrified of ruining a friendship that had lasted a lifetime.

So, the names for all of his kids are established now. Therefore, here’s a quick list / explanation.

Single!Daddy Verse

Marlin Luisa Ribeiro

She’s the result of a One Night Stand gone wrong - the mother one day showed up at Noah’s door, told him that she’s pregnant and they went through the pregnancy together. However, the mother was already aware she wouldn’t be able to keep the child, and after giving birth, she left the little girl in Noah’s custody.

Modern Verse with @gcldveined

Dominic Elias Ribeiro & Nicholas Isaac Ribeiro

Dominic and Nicholas are twins. Their middle names reference Noah’s big brother, Elias, and his best friend Adrian, whose middle name is Isaac. 

Modern Verse with @fcrself

Emlyn Marisa Rosenthal

“ We couldn't be closer if we tried.”

Those words had been true for most of Noah’s life - when they had first met during their childhood, growing up side by side, until life had brought them here. Holding onto Adrian’s hand, fingers entangled, his eyes were entirely focused on their rings. 

Had anyone witnessed them in this very moment? It would have been easy to assume that Noah was indeed drunk as hell, completely wasted. He hadn’t been able to stop laughing for ten minutes straight, stomach aching, muscles cramping, tears of pure amusement on his face. Noah’s lungs had started protesting, and whenever he managed to stop laughing for at least a second or two, it was spent gasping for air.

But Noah wasn’t drunk. Hadn’t touched any alcohol at all. He knew that. Adrian knew that.

So why wasn’t he able to stop laughing, if it wasn’t from the influence from some really damn hard liquid? As it turned out, not sleeping for two days straight had some rather ... interesting effects on him.

A deep breath, oxygen at least attempting to bring some sense to his mind and help him calm. For a moment? It seemed to work.

“Okay, okay, I’ve got it, I’m fine, I’m fine.”

— ❋ Cas talks about his past (aka. Novel Sneak Peaks!)

take from Chapter 5 of The Boy Of Good Will

“Get out, Shaapit Beta.” She had told me, shoving me with bony hands as she coughed thick phlegm into her mouth. She sounded like she was dying. “You are killing me, I’ve had enough. There is no saving you. There is no saving anyone.” Delirious in her efforts to get me out of her small, broken down house, I was tossed into the dirt outside her porch. She slammed the door, her coughs echoing in my ears even as they’re muffled by the door. 

I stand, dusting myself off. Looking around I had no where to go. No home. No family. I didn’t know any better. 

I ignored the words that old woman had often told me; to avoid other people. I had been told time and time again that the villagers hated me. It made sense to me –– after all I had killed two people hadn’t I?

I went door to door, trying to find a place to rest. If it didn’t end in being screamed at or having the door slammed in my face it was a good thing. Some people didn’t even come to the door. 

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