"Beautiful" (Omegaverse Michael x Noah)

~52~ "Photo."

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This chapter contains an SA scene that could be triggering, please proceed with caution and stop anytime you need to.

~Noah~
I was hoping to actually sleep through the night for once, and I would have been able to had it not been for the sudden and loud ringing of my phone at 7am. "Fuck.." I grumbled under my breath, gently letting go of Michael who had been peacefully curled up against my chest. Sitting up against the headboard as he repositioned to lay his head on my lap.

I rubbed my eyes as I grabbed my still buzzing phone. Who the fuck needs to be calling so fucking early?

Apparently Lily.

I answered the call and tiredly put the phone up to my ear, placing my other hand in Michael's hair, softly playing with it.

"Yeah?" I sighed, trying to talk as quietly as I could.

"You been online yet?" Lily asked, I laughed quietly.

"Considering I just woke up to you calling, no."

"You might wanna read the newspaper, your mate made front cover." She spoke as she was clearly in between bites of food, she really decided to call me in the middle of her eating breakfast? Alright I guess.

"What are they pissed about now?" I ran the back of my hand against Michael's ear, feeling the soft, silky fur that coated them. His ears twitched in response and he thwapped his tail against the mattress of the bed.

"I dunno, maybe just you and Michael making out in the elevator, they somehow got the security camera footage." She sighed stressfully.

I widened my eyes. Well fuck. "Is that a problem? It's like barely even a scandal."

"In our town? Your parents never even got in the same car. You and Michael are always kissing and touching, the tabloids are going insane." I heard her flipping paper in the background, most likely the newspaper. "There's reporters literally all around the palace." She sighed.

I stood up, gently moving Michael off my lap and walking over to the window, opening the curtain slightly. "Yeah, there's reporters outside of the hotel too. Shit, I'm fucking dead."

"Well, your fault, dude." She casually sighed.

"They'll probably get bored in a few hours." I leaned against the wall next to the window, looking out at the reporters.

"Yeah, it'll die down soon." She took a bite of whatever she was eating and hung up. I groaned, placing my phone on the bedside table and walking over to the bathroom to shower.

I turned the shower on and felt the warm water with my hands, before suddenly arms wrapped around me from behind. I immediately recognized Michael's scent as he dug his face into my back.

"Shouldn't you be sleeping?" I chuckled, drying my hand off on the towel and turning around to lift his head up with my fingers. His eyes were half open and tired, his tail wagging slowly as he shook his head.

"Can I shower with you?" He loosely hung his arms off my shoulders, kissing me.

"If I ever say no to that, something is seriously wrong with me." I laughed, grabbing him by his thighs as he jumped and wrapped his legs around my hips.

"I heard you on the phone." He huffed, nipping at my nose in a teasing way.

"You eavesdropping now? Brat." I tilted my head with a smirk. He ran his hands through my hair, playing with it between his fingers.