NoahXMichael Au's<3

Rank AU part 2

Requested by - @UrAverageaJoeIsHere and @Aroacegirl
Tried my best to make this chapter long but really i had no clue what to even write
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Noah's pov:
He'd slept through the entire day.

He was beautiful even in his sleep, so i didn't bother waking him up, all his work for the day I'd done for him, I'd studied how he wrote, so it wasn't hard.

But i guess he was right, i shouldn't really be afraid of him, it's not like he's ever hurt me or anything, he's actually quite the opposite, he's always checking over me and never once got angry at me if I've done something wrong.

"Noah." he mumbled, it was two am at night, i didn't really ever sleep because well, i stopped sleeping when i was thirteen, my father would always say i needed to be awake at all times in case something happens, so the only time i sleep is when i knock out.

"Yes?" i got up and went over to him, he's looking at me with half lidded eyes, he yawns adorably, his blue eyes still being bright as ever despite how dark it is.

"What are you doing? What time is it?"

"I was just finishing cleaning up your room, it's half past two."

"How long have i been asleep for?" he rubs his eyes

"For a full day."

"Why have i been asleep for so long, you should've woke me up." he stretches his arms

"You looked very peaceful."

"What? Were you watching me sleep?"

"Only for a little while."

"Should i be scared?" he laughs, his laugh and his smile was on my top three favorites, number one being his eyes

"If you want to be." i shrugged

"See, you act better when your not afraid." he yawns again

"You should go back to sleep."

"So should you."

"I'm not tired." i lied

"I know you don't sleep." he lays back

"I'm okay."

"Sleep in my bed." he offers

"I don't think that's very professional." i chuckled

"Since when have i cared about looking professional, no one will know, get over here." he moves a little, i sigh and get into his bed, he smiles at me.

"You always do get whatever you want don't you?" i teased

"Uh huh, I've never had to beg for anything."

"Aren't you lucky." i lay on my back

"You know, i think we should be friends, you seem cool."

"Really? You wanna be friends with a low ranker?" i frown

"What's wrong with that? It doesn't define you as a person."

"I guess."

During the day, we'd gone back to our usual schedules but he was also very talkative with me, guess getting out of your comfort zone helped.

Until he came back from another meeting with some a rankers and he was extremely stressed, then weirdly I'm sat on his bed while he's on my lap, kissing him.

Weird.

"Fucking hell, your hard as." he giggles, kissing me deeper as he pins my hand to the mattress so I'd stop trying to touch him, he straddles me, grinding himself against me till he pushes me down so I'm laying down when there's a knock on the door.

"Fucks sake, this is why i want to live alone." he groans, fixing himself quickly to answering the door to Castor, so i quickly get off the bed before he realizes something is up.

They seemed to be having some casual ish conversation, he's mocking Michael as Michael slaps him, telling him go away as he slams the door on his face before opening it again, now Stellan has joined in before they give over.

"Sorry, can we continue?" he asks, batting his eyelashes innocently, i chuckled and climbed back onto the bed with him

"Is that how you get what you want?" i mocked

"Hmm, close enough, come closer, your so
pretty." he cups my face as i kiss him, a while ago i didn't even know how to kiss, I'd fantasized it, hell, I'd imagined a lot of things but i didn't know i could actually do it.

Until we got interrupted again, this time by his little sister crying, so he had to leave to comfort her, returning a few hours later, i pretended to do something but really, there was nothing for me to do, I'd been in his room long enough to know where everything is, but when i have nothing to do while on my shift i always start examining and zoning out, trying to see if i could find something out of the ordinary, but Michael had OCD which meant everything was all organized in neat piles, if it wasn't he'd freak out.

He broke me out of my zoned out session when he sat on the bed, his arm around me as he lays down.

"Tired again?" i smiled

"Mm, will you lay with me again? I know you have nothing to do anyways." i nodded and laid next to him, allowing him to cuddle me, I'd never really been this close with someone ever, i felt like i kept doing something wrong, but he seemed calm.

What even are we at this point?

He's playing with my fingers lazily, his head on my chest as he interlocks his fingers with mine, his nails freshly painted black with little red and purple stars.

"Elizabeth painted your nails again?"

"The chipped paint was pissing me off, made me feel overstimulated."

For a three year old, she knew how to draw stars very neatly and small as well, Michael bit his nails off his nail beds, meaning there wasn't much to work on.

"Your really warm." he whispers

"Is that a bad thing?"

"No, i like it, i like this, i think i might just like laying on people i trust." he mumbles, rubbing his eyes

"You trust me?"

"Would've killed you if i didn't, you get happy easily, bit weird." he shrugs, nuzzling my neck.

"Don't you have work to attend?"

"Already done."

"Right, forgot it doesn't take you long." Michael was extremely smart, an average person would take a day or maybe longer to finish the work he's handed, but it only takes him half an hour, maybe it's because he's so focused on getting it all  finished, again cause of fixation, he has to do it or he won't be able to sleep, he follows a strict schedule even if something was cancelled he'd go crazy.