I impatiently waited for Noah to answer my FaceTime call, as often as he’s on his phone, you’d think he would answer right away, but that never seems to be the case. “Yo, Y/N!” Blake answered Noah’s phone and I panicked turning the phone away as I was currently wiping some dried tears from my face. “Can I talk to Noah?” I asked, and I heard him mutter a quick yeah before he shouted for Noah. I heard a muffled reply as Blake ran with the phone in his hand, I got dizzy from looking at the screen as he went to find my boyfriend. “It’s, Y/N.” Blake muttered and the phone got passed to Noah, his hair dripping wet. “Hey, baby.” He smiled and I moved the phone to my pouty face. “Hi.” I muttered and his face fell, “what’s wrong?” He asked softly as he walked around, probably going to grab clothes, he looked like he just got out of the shower. “Sleep over? Please?” I asked like a little girl and he gave me a lopsided smile, “I’ll be there soon, babe.”
I opened the front door to my tiny apartment and greeted my boyfriend with a hug, “I missed you.” I muttered, laughing as he easily hoisted me up to be wrapped around his torso. “I missed you too, Y/N.” He laughed softly, walking into the apartment, kicking the door shut behind him. “What’s wrong?” He murmured, kissing my cheek as he released his hold on me, allowing me to land on my feet. “Work.” I admitted and he nodded, knowing I hated my job, but I’ve yet to find a new one, so I have to suffer just a little bit longer. “M’sorry.” Noah mumbled, following me to the couch where I patiently waited for him to sit down, he laughed and pulled me down with him. “You know what would make me feel better?” I asked smiling up at him, he rubbed circles into my back, “what’s that, baby?” His voice was low as he laid calmly with me.
“Let me braid your hair.” I sighed, he shot his eyebrows up, “why are you so hung up on that?” He groaned, we had seen a tiktok of a girl doing it to her boyfriend, and he promised he’d let me do it, and that was over a month ago. “Please.” I whispered, kissing him gently, he sighed against my lips. “Fine.”
“You’re insane.” Noah yelped when my nail accidentally scratched his scalp, “you love me..” I trailed off with a chuckle. “Not right now I don’t.”
