//*&&the quiet

jonah benson. 21. been posing since conception.

[babil6]

[noellekorina]

“What’s up Gamers? It’s ya girl, NoelliGames, welcome back to my Fortnite stream. Be sure to use my creator code “Noelli” in the items shop! Now let’s show these boys how it’s done.”

[jonahbenson]

“Time to kick some seven year old ass, huh? That’s all who plays anymore it seems. Fortnite used to be fun before they changed everything.”

[noellekorina]

Noelle couldn’t help but smile wider at the sight of Jonah’s smile, it was almost contagious. She almost even blushed as he smiled at her. She followed him to the exit and was almost blinded by the sunlight that met her as he opened the door. She tried to shield her eyes from the sun but it was still so bright outside it took her a while to adjust. “And I thought the lights in there were bright,” she joked as she reached for her sunglasses in her bag and felt instant relief as soon as she put them on. She shrugged at his question, “Well I’ve definitely been to shoots that have gone a lot worse than today’s so I’m hoping it went well,” she chuckled slightly.

She slowed down slightly as her phone buzzed in her hand and she heard a ding come from it. She looked at the screen and saw she had gotten a snapchat from her cousin, Kaiden. She lifted her sunglasses so she could see the message and saw that it was a picture of him making a pouty face with the caption, “Gram and I want to know if you’re gonna be done soon. We wanna go into town.” Noelle had almost forgotten that her grandmother and cousin had tagged along with her to New York this time, and they had been left in the hotel room all day waiting for Noelle to come back from work. Part of her felt bad for forgetting about them and she almost turned to Jonah and asked if maybe they could do this another time, but she didn’t know how much longer he would be here, and maybe there wouldn’t be enough time for another time. She decided to stay with Jonah, she could always go into town with them later today or tomorrow since they weren’t leaving for another two days. She opened the front camera and held her phone out so it could capture both her and Jonah, “Take a selfie with me for my cousin,” she giggled as she added the dog filter before taking the picture and adding the caption “Go on without me, going to lunch with my new hubby :)” After she sent the message she put her phone back in her pocket and began looking around as they walked, “Where’s this cafe you speak of, sir? I’m starving!” She asked, noticing the growling of her stomach.

[jonahbenson]

Jonah laughed as they stepped outside, trying to contain the fact that he found her to be so damn adorable. “Being trapped a room with no windows for half the day is actually hell. It’s hell for your-- what’s it called?” He paused for a moment, “The word, for your eyes? You know what I’m talking about?” Other than the problems with a few of his fine motor skills, another ongoing impairment from his traumatic brain injury was not being able to piece sentences together as he’d like. He often forgot words, no matter how much he wanted to remember, they just would not come to mind. It was annoying, not only to him, but to those around him.

He laughed at her request to take a selfie. If there was anything he legitimately loved, it was Snapchat. His story was public and he knew that tons of people watched it. Jonah’s biggest achievements were the Buzzfeed articles written about some of his stories, “New hubby, huh? Already husband status after the first shoot.” He joked, nudging her a bit, “It’s called Ruby’s Cafe. I swear, they have the best salads on planet Earth, and this is coming from a burger man.” He explained excitedly as they continued to walk. Only a few minutes later, they arrived. After getting a patio seat for two, he sat across from her, placing his phone on the table, “Starve no more, young one.” Jonah expressed jokingly, picking up his menu to go over it.

[noellekorina]

Noelle nodded slightly at Jonah’s words, for some reason his words did help her calm down and relax a little bit. She began to feel at ease when she realized how helpful and genuinely nice Jonah was trying to be. She hadn’t met too many rude people in the time she had started working as a model, but there definitely were some, and then there were others that weren’t downright rude, but Noelle could tell they did not want to be around her or just didn’t want to be there in general, they were always distant and cold and sometimes passive aggressive towards her, so when Noelle noticed how kind Jonah was trying to be she definitely appreciated it.

Noelle’s brow furrowed when she turned back to Jonah and noticed him staring intently at his hands. She looked down at his hands and noticed nothing wrong with them so she wondered why he was looking at them. “… You alright?” she asked him, somewhat concerned, but before she could get a full answer they were being called over to get started.

Noelle nodded nervously at his suggestion, she should’ve known this was going to be required of her at some point, and she probably wouldn’t be ready for it if it happened today or ten years from now, so she might as well get it over with now and get used to it. It didn’t end up being as bad as she thought it was going to be, and after it was over with Noelle thought it was actually kinda nice. After they were finished Noelle was immediately ambushed by people trying to retrieve the accessories she was wearing, why they couldn’t wait until she got to the dressing room she didn’t know. She smiled when she saw Jonah approaching her and blushed at his comment. She raised her eyebrows at his offer. Lunch? He was asking her to lunch? No one she’s worked with had asked her to lunch before, so she was a bit taken aback. Wait- was he asking her out on a date? No, surely he couldn’t have been. He was just being nice she didn’t want to assume things, but lunch did sound nice so she smiled and nodded, “I’d love that. Meet you back here in twenty or so?” she agreed as she was whisked off to the dressing room. Noelle wished that she had worn something a little bit dressier than her skinny jeans and a plain black long-sleeved shirt, but she wasn’t expecting to go anywhere but back to her hotel after the shoot, so how was she supposed to know? After she had been dismissed by the wardrobe crew she grabbed her small backpack and slung it over her shoulder and headed back out to the main studio to meet Jonah. “Ready to go?” She asked with a smile on her face.

[jonahbenson]

Jonah had shot with plenty of models in the past. Some were well oiled in the industry while others were new on the spot. He could sense which ones had true potential and which ones did not. Noelle was the former. Her natural charisma with the camera was something that was so rare. He thoroughly enjoyed working with her and hoped that this wouldn’t be their first and only time together. When she accepted his offer, he had to keep himself from jumping with joy. Instead he just casually smiled, “Cool. See you in a bit.” He replied as he left for his dressing room.

After getting out of his wardrobe back into his casual clothing, he was more than ready to go. Jonah thanked those that had helped him get ready that day, then left to go back into the main studio to wait for Noelle. After answering a few messages on Twitter, he decided to update his story, but he was interrupted by Noelle’s voice closing in. He stood up and grinned, “I’m ready if you are.” He said with a laugh, then headed towards the door. Jonah opened it and held it for Noelle, blinking a few times as his eyes adjusted to the sunlight, “God, I feel like we’ve been trapped in a dungeon all day.” He said as they began to walk down the sidewalk, “Do you think today went well?”

[noellekorina]

Noelle began to panic as he explained how obvious her nerves were, and she was hoping he was right about no one else being able to notice. She shrugged slightly, trying to play it off, “I guess I’m still just trying to get used to this whole thing. I only started working almost a year ago.” She explained. Noelle you idiot he probably doesn’t care, she thought before she retracted back into looking at her phone screen. She nodded as he showed sympathy for her fake dietary problems, “It’s definitely a struggle, but it’s manageable.” She shrugged, hoping that he wouldn’t bring it up again.

She noticed Jonah staring at her once she walked in and she couldn’t help but blush. She smiled slightly, “I think that’s the whole point,” she chuckled, before realizing how condescending that could have sounded. “I’m sorry, that came out ruder than I had intended it to,” she immediately apologized, hoping he wouldn’t get the impression that she was a rude person, because she really didn’t want him thinking she was a bitch if they were going to be working together for the day. Before she could say anything more they both were being called over to beginning the shoot.

The entire photoshoot lasted about eight hours, with many different props, sets, and outfit changes. Noelle thought they were about ready to be wrapped up and soon she could head out and go grab some lunch, but before they were dismissed the photographer gave one last direction. “I want to get some shots of you two kissing before we wrap up.” The photographer ordered. FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK. That was the only thing that was running through Noelle’s head when she heard that. She hadn’t kissed a boy since high school. Probably sophomore year of high school. And even then that was with a boy she had known for like three or so years. Now she was supposed to kiss this guy she had met just eight hours ago. She tried to hide her terror but it was quite evident to everyone that the direction at least surprised her, “Is there a problem?” The photographer asked. Noelle swallowed hard as she shook her head, “N-No. I’m fine.” She insisted.

[jonahbenson]

Jonah nodded, understanding where she was coming from. Being new in the industry definitely was not easy. Since he was basically born in Hollywood, he never truly experienced it, but once he started modeling full time, he could remember being the newbie on a set with big names, “The longer you’re in it, the better it is to hide. I’ve had cameras in my face since I was a baby and I still get nervous sometimes. But hey, you’ve come this far, that’s awesome. A year in is amazing, especially nowadays.” He smirked, trying to remember the details of her face. Her big blue orbs make her face soft and innocent, but something about her was just so different.

Standing there in his stiff suit, he was taken back a bit by her comment. He shrugged it off with a laugh and gave her a smile, “Don’t worry about it, just relax. This photographer is great, but he’s demanding. Watch out, alright?” He whispered, looking directly at her with raised eyebrows. Jonah then caught himself being completely fixated on his hands. Ever since the accident, at times, he felt himself drifting off, paying attention to the minor movements of his body. Although most of the time his hand movements were fine, no matter how much he wanted to or how he thought about it, getting his hands to grip just would not happen. The directors voice woke him from his trance and they were to begin the shoot.

Jonah thought that all was going well. The shoot had gone into mid-afternoon, so he knew that it had to be over soon. His stomach grumbled quietly while on set, and he hoped that soon would come now rather than later. When the director instructed them to kiss, Jonah turned to oblige. He caught the look of terror in her eyes and simply took a step further, “Just go for my bottom lip and I’ll go for your upper. Looks great on camera, plus it’s not actually kissing.” He said through his teeth, preparing himself for it. After the director had all the shots he wanted, interns began filling the room, taking down props while Jonah was waiting to go back to his dressing room. He made his way to Noelle, giving her a bright smile, “Those are gonna turn out great, I just know it. You wanna grab some lunch after you get undressed? There’s this cafe down the street that has a great gluten-free menu. What do you say?”

[noellekorina]

Oh god I hope my hand’s not sweaty, is my hand sweaty? I can’t tell if it’s sweaty or not, fuck! Was all that went through Noelle’s mind during the two seconds they shook hands. She smiled slightly, “Nice to meet you too,” she muttered as she went back to her game on her phone, hoping he wouldn’t try to force a conversation out of her. She could barely converse with her agent regularly, she wasn’t ready to have a full conversation with a guy she just met yet. She tensed up when he sat down next to her, oh god he’s gonna make me talk. She froze and looked up at him when he said she was nervous, “Is it that obvious?” She asked, mortified. She believed she was hiding it at least somewhat, but now that she knew she wasn’t it just made her more terrified.

Noelle thought for a moment when he brought up the doughnuts. She had already seen them when she first came in and debated taking one, but then remembered that sweets were not to be included in her strict diet. Her agent had already been pressuring her to lose some weight for a few months now, considering the fact that she was a bit fuller than most other models. So her recent diet included hardly much more than salads, fruits, oatmeal, smoothies, and protein bars. She smiled gently at his offer before shaking her head, “No thank you, I’ve already eaten…” a truth, she had a couple protein bars before heading to the studio, “… and I can’t have gluten…” a lie. She was perfectly able to eat gluten, but she figured that would be a better excuse for him to not get her one than just the fact that she had already eaten.

“Miss Mayor? We’re ready for you in wardrobe.” An assistant informed Noelle. She nodded to them before turning back to Jonah. “I’ll be back, I guess,” she said quietly before leaving her chair and following the assistant to wardrobe. It took over 20 minutes to get the whole outfit on, but soon wardrobe was finished and Noelle saw herself as a beautiful bride. She cracked a smile at herself, “Well this is the closest I’m probably going to get to a wedding for another twenty years or so.” She laughed at herself and everyone else in the room laughed with her. She could tell that some of the laughs were fake, but at least others were genuine. She stepped out of the dressing room and awaited further instructions in the main studio.

[jonahbenson]

As he spoke, the disinterest on her part was evident. Jonah was nervous and when he was like this, he had a habit of just talking about everything and anything. Anyone was lucky to get a word in during this.  He relaxed in the seat for a moment an shrugged his shoulders, “As obvious as a sheep with a group of ducks. But don’t worry, none of the scrubs working around here would notice. I suppose I just have a keen eye for it.” Jonah clicked his tongue as he leaned up from the chair. This girl that he found absolutely enchanting showed absolutely no interest in him. In all honesty, it a slight blow to the ego, and he did his best to shake it off.

Of course. More denial. Jonah followed a diet to maintain his body, but never denied himself of sweets. He’d just make up for it later at the gym. He was constantly surrounded by female models that would not eat a piece of toast without tracking the calories first. “Gluten, huh?” He responded as he stood up, “That’s rough, definitely. Sorry to hear it.” He gave her a small smile as he was taken to wardrobe to prepare for the photo shoot.

With a sharp looking bow tie and suit, he stood in the main studio waiting for Noelle to come to start. As soon as she entered the room, his jaw may as well have hit the floor. She was something out of this world. Her curves in all the right places combined the feeling that came into whatever room she walked in, it was chilling. Jonah’s eyes widened as she came over, “You actually look like a real bride.” He joked, a soft laugh following his words as directions came from the photographers mouth.

[noellekorina]

Sleeping. That’s what most twenty year olds are supposed to be doing at 5 in the morning. But nope, not Noelle. Once again she was sitting in harsh lights wearing hardly anything else than a robe as she was being poked and prodded by strangers in an attempt to do her hair and makeup. This had been her life for almost a year now, but she was still nervous for every job she showed up to. Nervous that’d she’d do something wrong. Nervous that she just wouldn’t look quite right, nervous that she’d leave a bad impression on someone important and then word would get around about it and then she could be out of a job. So far none of those things had happened but it always crossed her mind. Now the nerves were really prominent, because this was probably the biggest gig she’d been hired for so far, one of the most popular bridal magazines in the world had called and asked for her specifically to model some dresses, and while she was so unbelievable psyched that someone had actually asked for her by name, she always worried that maybe they had just gotten her mixed up with someone else, and they didn’t want her at all. But no one had given her the sympathetic look and told her to go home yet, so she guessed she was in the right place. 

She tried to hide her nerves by playing Candy Crush on her phone as her hair was being done, trying to keep herself busy and not talking to anyone extensively. She wasn’t trying to be rude, she was just always a naturally shy person and didn’t want to say something wrong. It wasn’t until the supervisor of the photoshoot startled her by putting her hand on her shoulder that she actually looked up from her phone. It had been ten years but people touching her suddenly still startled her. “Oh, I’m sorry I didn’t mean to scare you,” the woman laughed at Noelle’s reaction. Noelle forced herself to laugh along. “Anyway, Noelle, this is Jonah Benson, he’s going to be your hubby for the day.” the supervisor joked as she stepped aside and Noelle noticed the guy behind her. A boy. Oh god it’s a boy. Noelle thought to herself. Have I not worked with a boy before? I must have… Nope have not had a job with a boy before okay well fuck. She looked at him wide-eyed before forcing herself to say something, “H-Hi, I’m Noelle.” She held her hand out to him for a handshake, the hair stylist behind her slightly grumbling and yanking her back as she leaned too far forward to reach him. This wasn’t going well already.

[jonahbenson]

If Jonah was deserted on an island, the one thing that he would take would be espresso. With these early morning call times, he’d basically learned how to survive off of it. It was five o’clock in the morning and he couldn’t have handled it any better. He was awake and chipper, ready for anything that the day might throw at him. A wedding shoot was something that was a little out of his range. Jonah, being used to modeling for high-fashion brands, knew what he was here for. Although it wasn’t something he’d approve of, the check in the bank said otherwise.

Once it was time to meet who he would be working with, Jonah made sure to radiate confidence. Though he was normally on the quiet side, with models who were newer in the industry, it was good to be more assertive. However, once he was brought into the room, as soon as he laid eyes on the beautiful girl in the chair, he felt the air get choked up in his throat. A small smile formed at his lips and the exquisite woman in front of his introduced herself, “I’m Jonah, it’s nice to meet you.” He said with an extended hand, shaking hers gently. He took the seat next to her and swallowed hard, as words seemed impossible at this point. He looked at her with lidded eyes and smirked, “You’re nervous. It’s so obvious in your eyes. Don’t worry, they’re not as scary as they look. And there are these doughnuts in the backroom that have extra creme filling. If we get a break, I’ll go back and steal you one.”

[fckyeahhoult-deactivated2018012]

Glamour, May 2015 issue.

[fvckreed]

Shit. Was the first thing that came to her mind when he spoke to her. Well, she figured he’d notice at some point, and she had been worried about it for a few months now, so she was somewhat proud of herself for keeping it hidden for so long. She tried to come up with an answer that wouldn’t worry him, she didn’t want to admit the overwhelming anxiety she’s been having for about five months now, she thought it’d be too late to admit it now. But then she realized if she did come up with an answer, she’d be lying to her husband. She’s hardly ever lied to him and never about something this big, so instead of lying, she tried to change the subject, “… You want popcorn? I want some popcorn.” She said as she got up from the couch and walked over to the kitchen.

[jonahbenson]

“Noelle,” He started as she left the room. She had been so calm and collected about everything that he just knew it was too good to be true. She was too accepting of the fact that they weren’t only going to have one life to take care of , but two. Even Jonah had gone through a period where he was scared -- but excitement took over fear. He let her walk into the kitchen, before pausing the movie to get up and follow her, “Don’t try to change the subject on me. That stopped working years ago,” He leaned against the counter, “You can talk to me about anything, El. Please.”

[fvckreed]

Noelle now almost always kept a hand on her stomach, which was quite swelled by now with the two babies she was carrying. Only about ten more weeks until they would be able to hold their twins in their arms. It didn’t seem like that long ago she saw the positive sign on the pregnancy test. Not too long ago she saw the first sign of a bump on her stomach. Not too long ago the doctor announced she was carrying twins. Twins… that was the part that scared her. Although she never was able to admit it, she was already terrified of having a child, but she felt like she could manage having just one for now, but now they were getting two at once. And ever since they found out she was carrying twins she hadn’t been able to stop thinking about it. She was even thinking about it while trying to watch a movie with Jonah. She tried to concentrate on the movie but she just couldn’t get her mind off the subject. She found herself biting her nails again, she’s been doing much more frequently recently, thankfully Jonah hadn’t noticed her doing it yet, otherwise he’d know she was nervous about something… that is, he hadn’t noticed until now.

[jonahbenson]

Since the day Noelle broke the news that she was expecting, Jonah felt like a giddy middle schooler. There was nothing in the world he wanted more than to be a parent -- to be better than his parents were. He wanted to give their child the life that he didn’t have, and he expected that Noelle felt the same. However, when the ultrasound showed two babies on the screen, fear ran through his mind. They were newly married -- so what if they weren’t ready for this yet? Jonah worried that with him travelling six months out of the year, that Noelle would get overwhelmed. Yet, the eeriness left him with excitement. As the couple laid lazily on their sectional couch, Jonah couldn’t help but notice that Noelle was biting her nails -- an instant indicator that something was wrong, “What’s up?” He asked, assuming that she would know immediately, “And don’t try to tell me nothin’, ‘cus you’re biting your nails again.”

[jonahbenson]

text ✉️ noelle 🌸💝

Noelle: Jesus Christ

Noelle: Maybe tomorrow then

Noelle: Wait

Noelle: Did you just ask me to move in with you

Noelle: Um I think Gram's visiting for like three days but other than that nothing much

Jonah: ik it's crazy to think about me....a regular teenage boy...but it happened!!

Jonah: maybe I did. Is that a yes?

Jonah: well.....mom wants me to go on vacation with her my brother and my step dad.....and I'm kinda freaking out about it. Wanna go?

[jonahbenson]

text ✉️ noelle 🌸💝

Noelle: you better otherwise you're gonna have to fix that problem yourself

Noelle: well then maybe you're just meant to be strangled, babe

Noelle: I agree it would be easier but since my stuff is here I gotta be here sometimes

Noelle: and by my stuff I mean like half my stuff since like half my wardrobe has already migrated over to your place

Jonah: that might give me war flashbacks from high school

Jonah: hence why I want to prevent it from happening. Nobody is gon strangle me tonight, nope.

Jonah: you could literally survive on what you have here. Maybe next semester you can just not waste your money on a dorm and stay here

Jonah: also what are you doing over spring break

[jonahbenson]

text ✉️ noelle 🌸💝

noelle: jeez I was tryna be cute and you ruin it by being pervy

noelle: maybe the monsters will sleep with you. Doesn't hurt to ask.

noelle: but seriously I just got comfy in bed I'm not going anywhere tonight sorry babe

jonah: srry I'll tell the little man to stand down

jonah: no they'll probably try to strangle me. That's what happened when I tried to join a frat

jonah: fine then. Life would be so much easier if you just stayed here lol

[jonahbenson]

text ✉️ noelle 🌸💝

noelle: hey babe ;)

noelle: jonah you saw me this morning

jonah: wonky face? should I take off my pants???

jonah: I know, but now it's late and I'm in bed....all alone....just chillin with the monsters under the bed ://

[jonahbenson]

text ✉️ noelle 🌸💝

jonah: heyyyy baby

jonah: I miss you

[fvckreed]

WOW OKAY RUDE. Haven’t you watched Ratatouille? “Anyone can cook”! If a rat can cook, so can you. Miraculously, you made it. Fine, I won’t make you learn to cook just yet. I’ll continue to slave over the stove like a mindless housewife from the 50s if that’ll make you happy. But if I’m making dinner again tonight I have a condition - you have to let me use your bathtub. I got new bath bombs at Lush like three weeks ago and I haven’t been able to use them since there isn’t a bathtub in my dorm.

[jonahbenson]

My little brother made me watch it when I went to see my mom over Christmas and it was so good, but I can’t cook for the life of me still. Rats have tiny little precise hands- mine are just large and in charge. You’re the best, baby, I love you and your cooking abilities. You know you don’t have to ask to use my tub, right? You basically live here. 

[jonahbenson]

Dear Noelle,

“Finding out that I was working Valentine’s Day morning was a disappointment, but not because I had to go in, but because I had to leave you. Your beauty is captivating. Every time I see you, it’s like the first time all over again. Though we’re older now, with less braces and more common sense, but I still feel like a twelve year old. At that age, anything felt possible-- anything is possible with you around. I contemplated all night about what I should write. You’d think that almost four years later, I would’ve said everything, but my love for you is infinite. You are my one and only and my everything. As many ways as I could say I love you, nothing will express how I truly feel. I love you, Noelle Korina Mayor, in more ways than one. Enjoy these gifts now, because later, you can get whatever you want.”

Forever and Always, Jonah

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