Noah & Navid

Chapter 25- First Snow

"Noah please, sit up, my love." Navid nudged me and I popped my head up from under his arm. 

I noticed the flight attendant, a small man who was probably in his late 20's, looking at us with a smile as he made his way back to the last row of the airplane seats Navid and I shared.

I yawned and realized Navid was concerned about us being seen. 

He thought the interest in the attendant's eyes was judgement for us being too close together. He didn't see that the man had stared at us since we got on the plane because he thought we were cute together. 

He'd steered us to the last two seats together at the end of the airplane so we wouldn't have to split up. He even split up the straight couple who'd gotten on the plane just before us and barked at them to hurry up and sit down so we could take off. The flight attendant was most definitely not judging us. 

"How are we doing, boys?" The man said in a sing-song chipper as his eyes focused in on Navid. 

I wasn't the object of his desire, and I watched his blue eyes shimmer in Navid's glow. 

"I brought a blanket for the sleepy one, and a little something for the tense one. It's an easy flight, nothing to worry about." He handed me a wrapped blanket, and pulled out two sampler bottles of some alcohol for Navid.

"Oh, thank you! Is past his bedtime and he felt sick from the take-off," Navid said and rubbed my hair like I was the little brother. 

He turned on his charm for the flight attendant, that smile that seemed to make people swoon for him. It was a lie though. The dark quiet cabin of the late-night take-off had lulled me to sleep against his chest. He'd put away the divider armrest that separated our seats and put his arm around me.

We had made it on the last flight out of LA to Utah that night because he had taken care of business for Karim that day so Karim and Mike could fly out earlier. 

Karim was giving Navid more responsibility with his clients as he grew to trust him. Navid was working to prove himself and start making more money for us. 

Navid was finally doing what he came to the US for; building a business and making money on his own. It had been a lot of work these last few weeks and now we were headed off to celebrate his birthday weekend.

"Well then let the sleepy boy rest and I'll be back with some soda to mix those bottles with and some water for him. You boys enjoy yourselves," the flight attendant said with a wink to Navid and then walked back to start the drink service.

"I think you made a friend," I laughed as Navid took the blanket and spread it over me so no one could see who was snuggling into his side.

"A very powerful friend indeed," Navid smiled and showed me the two bottles of dark alcohol the man had given him. 

He leaned down and kissed me before covering my head with the blanket.

I woke up some time later and poked my head out from under the light blanket to find Navid charming the flight attendant again. 

I wondered how many drinks he had been gifted. He seemed very relaxed and happy. His left arm, concealed under the blanket held me to his side and kept a happy grip on my bottom.

"We're going to land soon. I hope you boys have a good time in Utah. It was nice talking to you," the flight attendant said to Navid. 

I looked up at him and caught his eyes for a second. He gave me a fake smile that told me he wished he had more alone time with my man. I reached down to Navid's lap to squeeze his bulge protectively.