Noahs POV:
I was cooking dinner this one night, Micheal obviously didn't want to- I don't blame him though- Cooking sucks (I absolutely love to cook when I can but mk) Today, I was making some crispy tenders! Humming to my favourite song, La vida es una, (amazing song) I was grabbing some pepper flakes when some hot oil flicked onto my skin, burning it in the progress. I froze. I looked at my now shakey arm, remembering the past.. my dad used to pour pure acid on my arms, causing the light splodges all over my body. My airpods dropped onto the ground as my eyes teared up. No.. no not this again please.. My body dropped onto the floor, breaking down. Tears soaked my face and drenched my shirt as I just sat there, mentally breaking down.
Micheals POV:
I was laying on our (Me and noahs) bed, scrolling through tiktok. I sent noah down to make dinner but it's been an hour.. why would it take so long just to make chicken strips?
"NOAH! YOU OKAY-?"
No response. Something must of happened- I quickly got up and rushed to the kitchen to see noah sobbing in the corner of the kitchen
"Oh noah.. what happened love..?"
I crouched down beside him and brought him to my chest, kissing his head. He pointed at the burn mark on his arm. Realising, I figured that the oil must of flicked onto him or something-
"Querida, está bien, no pasa nada, ¿vale? Ahora no más comidas para mi papá grande y fuerte." I giggled to myself
Noah wiped his tears away and smiled, blushing red. I kissed his head one last time before turning off the stove and walking to the bedroom, cuddling him for the rest of our night
Authors note:
Yey. I finished a chapter 😃. Hope yall like it, I used my last 2 braincells to produce it
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Noahchael Stories
RomanceJust some random story im writing about noah and micheal- Hopefully it doesn't get taken down :D
