Warnings: Swearing, Heavy smut (PWP), possessiveness, obsessive, slightly dark!noah, flustered virgin!blake, also kind-loving-top!noah
Blake sighed as he double-clicked Noah's new video. Noah was cradling Dixie's head and smiling widely. Blake winced as he commented, "nooo you're cheating😂" and angrily grunted, throwing his phone at the sofa across from him. tears sprung into his eyes. Blake knew that they were just best friends and always were going to be. But blake wanted more. Noah always treated him differently than his normal friends treated him. He'd be gentle, compliment him and hug him all the time because he knew blake was sensitive. He knew it wasn't because he had feelings for him, but blake could dream.
Grumbling as his stomach rumbled, he got off the sofa and walked over to the fridge. His abs hurt from the intense exercises this morning to impress Noah. but instead, all it did was bring pain. Blake spent 30 minutes trying to lift a dumbbell double his weight, only to drop it on his stomach. Noah spent an hour helping him walk to his room and put an ice compress on him. he never said anything about Blake being weak, instead Noah kept saying how great Blake did while wrapping his arm around Blake's waist; definitely not making Blake blush intensely and clutch his legs together to try and relieve some pain from the tent growing in his pants.
Blake grabbed a bottle of water and a few apple slices, retreating back to his spot on the couch. he reached over and grabbed his phone to check his notifications. He munched on the slices slowly, not wanting to waste them.
"2 missed calls from Amalie"
"3 messages from Bryce"
"1 message from Noah"
"1.8K instagram notifications"
"30.7K tik tok notifications"
He immediately opened his message from Noah to see something that brought a smile to his face,
"don't forget to eat something, i know u skipped breakfast because of working out. also, i'll be back later with bryce and dixie, wanna go out to eat?? <3"
Blake reached your and felt his cheeks, feeling a warm heat emitting from them. his smile stretched widely and he replied quickly, "lez go 2 our restuarant 2nite! :)"
A few seconds later, Noah responded with a thumbs up and <3.
Blake then ran upstairs and put on a pair of worn jeans, light gray t-shirt that was a little tight on him, and then a pair of converse. He double checked his appearance, running a hand through his hair.
'Deep breaths. It's just a hang out with friends.' His anxiety was intense, making him nervous and fidgety. He felt like he was slowly drowning and gasped as he reached for the fan to turn on.
As the cold air hit his sweaty face, Blake started cursing; cursing himself for crushing on his straight best friend. Cursing himself for being weaker than all the other boys. Cursing himself for hating on Dixie just because he thought she and Noah were together.
Sighing loudly, he went back downstairs and sat down on the kitchen island and scrolled through tik tok. Out of curiosity, he searched #bloah on tik tok and found thousands of edits and videos. He glanced around to make sure no one was watching and he clicked on one of the videos. The edit was a bunch of tik toks of the two in slow motion with "I lived" playing in the background. It was beautiful and Blake swooned watching Noah cradling his jaw after accidently hitting him for the millionth time. Not thinking, he double-tapped it and panicked.
'Shit shit shit, now everyone is going to know that I like him-' He thought frantically, palms sweating.
But then he looked at the comments and found a certain comment that made his heart stop,
Noah Beck: love, i cried. this is amazing <3
'Does this mean....? No. It couldn't.' Blake shook his head and scrolled to the next one.
After an hour of watching Bloah edits on a loop, Blake was sobbing. His heart hurt and his pants were waaaaay too tight.
