#jft

Word Count: 1,664

Pairing: Noah Sebastian X Reader

CW: fluff, swearing, mentions of fake dating, mentions of harassment, mentions of not feeling good enough, self-doubt

I know I got sappy about this in the finale, but it's just hit me now that this is the end of the series!

Again, big thank you to everyone who read, liked, commented and reblogged, I loved hearing your thoughts.

Maybe we will see these two again, who knows?

For now, however, their story has been told and I have loved every second. I hope you all did too!

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The sky above us was dark. Only the stars offered us any light.

It was quiet, peaceful, calm, safe.

It was perfect.

I could hear crickets in the grass around us, offering a break in the silence.

Our phones were off. We didn’t need any distractions.

The silence offered us more time to enjoy eachother, even though we weren’t touching eachother.

Over the last few months, Noah and I were closer than ever. Since we finally confessed how we felt about eachother, it felt as if there was this unbreakable bond between the two of us.

It was like he was my oxygen and I needed him to breathe.

It was like he was the one making my heart beat, pumping my blood around my body.

His hand crept across the grass beneath us and brushed against mine, linking our pinkie fingers together.

I turned my head to look at him.

“Hmm?” I hummed in question.

“Nothin’” He began. “Just love you.” He whispered.

I smiled at him. It felt wrong to speak within the silence, but his words felt so right.

As opposed to responding, I shuffled closer to him and burrowed myself into his side, making myself comfortable in his warmth.

“Stop wiggling and let me hold you.” He whispered with a laugh.

I placed a kiss on his hoodie-covered chest. “Sorry, I’m just cold.” I laughed.

“Wanna go back home?” He asked, pulling back to look at me.

“No.”  I replied in a whisper. “Here is perfect.”

He smiled.

It was perfect.

The wind was soft and gentle, making Noah’s short hair softly blow.

It was nice like this.

“Baby?” He started.

“Yeah bub?” I asked in reply.

“When did you realise that you were in love with me?” He asked.

The question hit my heart hard, shooting back memories of the night I left his house without a word.

“Do we have to talk about that?” I asked, pleading with him to change the subject.

“Baby it’s just a question.” He reasoned.

“I know, but we haven’t talked about that night in so long.” I reminded him.

“Oh.” He replied, catching on to which night I was referring to.

A slightly uncomfortable silence fell between the two of us as we both replayed that night in our minds.

We both had very different reflections of that night.

Both of us spent it wondering how the other felt, but since Stephen told Noah some twisted lie, he never felt the same about it.

It was hard for Noah to separate what Stephen said from how he had felt that night.

“That night was when I first said that I loved you.” I began in a quiet voice before continuing. “But I’m pretty sure I’ve loved you long before that.”

“Oh?” Noah asked, his interest piqued at my statement.

“Yeah.” I replied, more confident in what I was saying. “I think I’ve loved you since I met you partly.”

“Only partly?” He asked.

“I think I could sense that something was there, but I wasn’t sure what.” I explained. “Like I could tell you were special, but I wasn’t sure why.”

“Hmm.” He replied, clearly pondering what I had said.

We fell back into a comfortable silence, entwined in each other’s limbs, gazing at the sky above us.

“How about you?” I asked.

“Hmm?” he mumbled in response.

“How long have you known that you love me?” I pushed.

“Since the day that I met you.” He replied with a smile, his eyes filled with love.

“Really?” I asked, genuinely shocked by his answer.

“Since the moment you walked into Michael’s birthday party, I knew you were the one for me.” He said simply, his eyes reflecting the stars above, creating intoxicating constellations in his deep, chocolate brown eyes.

We lay like that for a while, just staring into each other’s eyes as memories of our friendship flashed across our minds like a movie.

“Noah…” I began in a whisper.

“Yeah?” He replied in a similarly quiet whisper.

“I’m sorry.” I admitted.

“For what?” He asked, seeming genuinely confused as to what I could be apologising for.

I took a breath, trying to steel my nerves as I tried to condense my thoughts.

“Everything.” I began just loud enough to be audible.

“Baby yo-“ He began before I interrupted him.

“No listen. I hurt you and you didn’t deserve it. I toyed with your feelings, I used you, I fucked up our friendship. I feel bad because you’re my everything but I treated you like you meant nothing. All the shit that happened between us, was my fault. That stupid arrangement was all my fault. Not yours. I put us in that position.” I said, getting increasingly angry with myself as I went on.

Noah’s large hands enveloped themselves around my own, drawing me from my thoughts.

“Stop.” He whispered. “I used you too.”

“No-“ I began, before he interrupted me this time.

“I did. I used you because I liked the fact that I got to have you, despite it not being real. Plus you scared off Grace. I haven’t heard from her since that party.” He continued.

That made me smile.

“I used you too and there’s no escaping that. I blamed you for shit you didn’t deserve. Saying that you wanted to be with Stephen? T  hat was a low blow and I’m so disgusted with myself for even thinking that.” He practically gagged saying Stephen’s name, and I didn’t blame him one bit. Stephen was a vile creature. However, hearing his say that he was disgusted with himself upset me.

“It’s okay, you apologised like a million times already.” I giggled.

“Stop laughing, I know, I mean it stop.” He laughed, playfully attempting to cover my mouth.

We continued our playful wrestling for a few more moments before retreating back to cuddling into each other’s arms. I sighed contently, Noah kissed the top of my head.

“I hate to bring up the Satan spawn.” Noah began, with a sigh, rubbing my back lazily as he spoke.

I instantly knew who he was referring to.

“Go on.” I playfully rolled my eyes, making him laugh. God I loved his laugh.

“What happened with him?” He asked.

“Well, A complaint was filed by Wendy, his assistant, for harassment. Apparently, he had been doing it to other employees too.” I said with a sigh. “Gabi and Ashley backed the claim. I think the entire department did actually. Myself included of course.”

Noah tensed as the conversation continued. Something had awoken in his brain.

Stephen was still a sore spot for Noah, especially after what happened at the restaurant. He had been left with a lot of doubt in his beautiful mind, but it had been slowly dissipating over the last few months.

“I’m sorry.” He said in a small, soft voice.

“Why?” I asked, genuinely confused by his apology.

“I feel like I failed you.” He began, his entire demeanour shifting as he spoke. “I wasn’t there for you enough to stop him sooner. He should’ve been fired a while ago. I don’t know, it just feels like there’s more I could’ve done to help you instead of just picking you up from work.”

My heart broke at his admission. I hated it when he spoke like this, like he wasn’t good enough.

“Noah, his behaviour is not on you, there was nothing that you could’ve done to prevent this okay?” I tried to assure him, placing a hand on his bicep and squeezing lightly in an effort to provide him with some comfort.

“Still, I’m sorry.” He mumbled, offering a weak smile in an attempt to convince me, failing miserably. I placed a loving kiss on his cheek, making his smile widen as a blush crept onto his face.

“Jesse literally punched him, there’s literally nothing else that you could’ve done.” I said with a laugh, trying to diffuse the tension.

“I should’ve punched him.” Noah mumbled, burying his face into my neck as he spoke. His stubble tickled my neck, making me erupt in laughter.

“You would’ve killed him, and you would be in jail and I would never see you again.” I giggled.

“Who says I’d get caught?” His god-awful attempt at an ominous voice made me laugh.

He pulled me in close to his chest.

“Idiot.” I laughed under my breath, his own laugh shaking me as I rested my head over his chest.

I could hear his heart beating loudly in his ribcage, slowly overtaking my thoughts as I listened to the steady beating.

We lay like that for even longer. The stars above us shone even brighter than before as the night wore on.

His heartbeat had become the only thing that I could hear now besides the crickets and the gentle breeze against the rustling foliage around us.

If I could, I would stay like this forever, in his arms.

It felt safe, warm, real.

It felt… right. Like I belonged in between his arms.

He held me tightly as if I could slip away from him at any moment. But I wouldn’t, and he knew that. We were both in it for the long hall. Until we’re old and grey. Until we can barely do anything other than look into each other’s eyes and admire the stars above us.

There was no denying it, Noah was the love of my life.

He was my home.

And I was his.

When we were together, everything made sense. It was like that moment when you finally finish a rubix cube that you’ve been trying to solve for months, maybe even years, but when you click those final pieces together, everything just feels whole. Like it was finally were it was supposed to be. It felt right.

Lying in the grass under the night sky like this, we fit together like pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. Perfectly entwined with one another. Perfectly stuck together.

The best and spookiest to ever do it, @withmyteeth.