My mind is a dangerous place

My name is Noah. Noah Chapman. I'm 26. NYC.  **I do not own any gifs, pictures, etc on this blog. This blog is intended for rp-ing purposes only**

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Noah huffs as he opens the front door of his and Alfie’s apartment, sweating pouring down his back after a 16 hour shift. 

“Fuck, my back…”

@alfie-beau-paulson

[alfie-beau-paulson]

“Jesus christ what the fuck, Noah!?” Alfie jumped when he punched the wall, eyes wide. “Fuckin hell, Noah you cant fuckin just go punching the fucking wall shit.” He groaned and turned, grabbing a rag. He wet it and brought it over, taking Noah’s hand in his own, wrapping the towel around it. “You better bandage that up.” He went to the kitchen and threw the plate of food away, practically slamming it into the trash before grabbing his cigarettes and jacket. “I’m goin’ out.”

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Noah let his forehead fall against the wall, Alfie’s voice ringing in his ears. He didn’t bother fighting Alfie when he wrapped the towel around his hand, but as soon as he went to the kitchen, Noah let the towel fall to the floor. 

“Wa- Wait…” Noah whispered to Alfie, his tired eyes looking up at his boyfriend, hoping that he wouldn’t leave. “I…”

“Be safe…”

[alfie-beau-paulson]

Alfie paused as Noah spoke, feeling his heart squeeze. He took a deep breath before looking up at the ceiling. He had a moment where he considered telling Noah to fuck off but he knew that would be completely wrong.

He glanced back finally, a sad look on his face. “… What?” Alfie said softly, turning to face him completely, wishing he could go and hug Noah but he was just so mad…

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Noah felt his heart strain at Alfie’s soft voice, a tear running down his cheek. He never meant to just get mad at his partner like that, but his temper has always been an issue for him. 

“I’m...I’m sorry, Alf...” Noah slowly looked up at Alfie, his sunken, tired eyes staring at him with sorrow. 

“I didn’t mean it...”

“I’m...I’m just so tired...Of everythin’...”

[noah--chapman-blog]

Noah huffs as he opens the front door of his and Alfie’s apartment, sweating pouring down his back after a 16 hour shift. 

“Fuck, my back…”

@alfie-beau-paulson

[alfie-beau-paulson]

“Jesus christ what the fuck, Noah!?” Alfie jumped when he punched the wall, eyes wide. “Fuckin hell, Noah you cant fuckin just go punching the fucking wall shit.” He groaned and turned, grabbing a rag. He wet it and brought it over, taking Noah’s hand in his own, wrapping the towel around it. “You better bandage that up.” He went to the kitchen and threw the plate of food away, practically slamming it into the trash before grabbing his cigarettes and jacket. “I’m goin’ out.”

[noah--chapman-blog]

Noah let his forehead fall against the wall, Alfie’s voice ringing in his ears. He didn’t bother fighting Alfie when he wrapped the towel around his hand, but as soon as he went to the kitchen, Noah let the towel fall to the floor. 

“Wa- Wait...” Noah whispered to Alfie, his tired eyes looking up at his boyfriend, hoping that he wouldn’t leave. “I...”

“Be safe...”

[noah--chapman-blog]

Noah huffs as he opens the front door of his and Alfie’s apartment, sweating pouring down his back after a 16 hour shift. 

“Fuck, my back…”

@alfie-beau-paulson

[alfie-beau-paulson]

“The fuck’s your problem?” Alfie snapped, standing up. “Don’t fuckin give me that look like I fuckin kicked ya in th’ head. You’re the one who told me you’d be home fuckin 5 hours ago. no call no text. Don’t look at me like I’m the fuckin jerk.” He said, shaking his head at him.

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Noah’s jaw tightened at Alfie’s words, his hands turning to fists as he felt anger fill his stomach. He didn’t even want to look at his boyfriend right now, the fact that he would say something like to his own partner made Noah feel so angry. 

“At least I have a real fuckin’ job, Alf. I work so fuckin’ hard to get that shitty food you make everyday. Ya don’t even do shit Alfie! As a janitor?! Nothin’!”

[alfie-beau-paulson]

Alfie stared at him for a moment, then chuckled. “.. Kay. Yeah.” He said and wiped his hand over his face. “Y'know, I know I ain’t the best cook, but you sure ain’t gotta eat it if it’s that bad. Ain’t gotta lie and tell me ya love it…. ’m sorry, didn’t realize you thought my job wasn’t a real job. Didn’t realize it bothered ya so much that that’s the only fuckin job an ex fuckin convict can fuckin get, Noah!” He spat, shoving Noah slightly. “Y'know what? Fuck you an the fuckin high ass horse yer on.”

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Noah felt himself flinch at Alfie’s words, feeling his boyfriend's hands slightly shove him to the side. Noah closed his eyes tightly, feeling the anger bubble up into his thoughts, the instability coming into his thoughts unwillingly. He knew he could never physically hurt Alfie, but the thought of it still lingered in his head, 

“Y- You know what...” Noah stuttered, his actions suddenly acting before his thought. He pushed Alfie away from himself before suddenly hitting the wall besides with his fist, the wall cracking from the pressure. 

 Noah felt tears run down his cheeks as he stared at the slight hole in the wall, his body shaking from the sudden action. “I...” Noah was speechless as he slowly let his fist fall, tiny drops of blood falling with it. 

“I...”

[noah--chapman-blog]

Noah huffs as he opens the front door of his and Alfie’s apartment, sweating pouring down his back after a 16 hour shift. 

“Fuck, my back…”

@alfie-beau-paulson

[alfie-beau-paulson]

“The fuck’s your problem?” Alfie snapped, standing up. “Don’t fuckin give me that look like I fuckin kicked ya in th’ head. You’re the one who told me you’d be home fuckin 5 hours ago. no call no text. Don’t look at me like I’m the fuckin jerk.” He said, shaking his head at him.

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Noah’s jaw tightened at Alfie’s words, his hands turning to fists as he felt anger fill his stomach. He didn’t even want to look at his boyfriend right now, the fact that he would say something like to his own partner made Noah feel so angry. 

“At least I have a real fuckin’ job, Alf. I work so fuckin’ hard to get that shitty food you make everyday. Ya don’t even do shit Alfie! As a janitor?! Nothin’!”

[noah--chapman-blog]

Noah huffs as he opens the front door of his and Alfie’s apartment, sweating pouring down his back after a 16 hour shift. 

“Fuck, my back…”

@alfie-beau-paulson

[alfie-beau-paulson]

Alfie has been waiting up with a dinner made which is pretty much cold as fuck now and hes a little miffed. He glances over and sighs, “Better heat yer food up. I ate.” He looks away, glaring at the television.

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Noah stops in his tracks, his eyes trailing over to Alfie. A soft escaped his dried lips, feeling the tension rise in the room. “Not hungry...” Noah muffled as he took of his jacket and threw it on the floor. “Long fuckin’ day. I don’t need this right now...”

[bunker-boyfriends]

Gimme that love (x)

[bellblake]

Concerned!Murphy

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Noah huffs as he opens the front door of his and Alfie’s apartment, sweating pouring down his back after a 16 hour shift. 

“Fuck, my back...”

@alfie-beau-paulson

[ffhspidey]

murphamy love

[richard-harmon-gifs]

“Well, it’s different now. They owe me.”

[naireides]

Bob and Richard dancing to Despacito at the after party

[katherinedallasx]

RICHARD IS SO ME

[the100-news]

LQ | Actor Bob Morley poses for portraits during ComicCon 2017 at Hard Rock Hotel San Diego on July 21 2017 in San Diego California

[alfie-beau-paulson]

Sober [Noal]

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alfie-beau-paulson:

He laughed at the silly analogy and pushed his lover gently, shaking his head. “How th’ fuck’re ya so damn cute? I can’t handle yer adorable lil fuckin’… well everything.” He looked out at the sky as well and sighed, taking his cigarette back from Noah, taking a huff. “… Guess ‘m gad she ain’t druggin’ herself fulla dope an’ bein’ lonely…”

Originally posted by meandmyseries

Noah couldn’t help but giggle at himself too, knowing that his analogy wasn’t the best. “I can say the same thing, babe.” He laughed softly and stuck out his tongue playfully, watching Alfie take the cigarette from him. He watched him curiously, the way his lips pursed around the habit forming white bud,, his next words making Noah smile a little. “There ya go, Alfie...” Noah murmured softly to him before moving his hand to run through Alfie’s hair. “She seems happy, yeah? Then let her be happy. I mean- shit. Ya think she liked me when we got together? Probably not. ‘Cause she probably wants ya to herself...”

Originally posted by love-is-equal66

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taeyoung-chu:

“Beer it is then!” He waved the bartender over and ordered them some beers before turning to Noah again. “Your fiance sounds like she’s a lot of fun. I like anything really, beer is good except if it’s an IPA that stuff is horrible. The hops kill me.”

Noah chuckled softly at Tae’s words, rubbing the back of his neck as he felt a little awkward. He didn’t know much about beer at all, he just bought whatever looks good and is cheap. “Yeah, uh, he is my best friend...” Noah said with a smile before glancing away to look at the bartender who gave them their drinks. “I- I don’t know much about beer. I just usually get whatever is cheapest,” He chuckled once more before taking a sip of his beer. “I used to drink just PBR all the time.”

Originally posted by copkillian

[bellamybx]

“STOP IT! Stop it guys, stop it” Bob is the cutest thing ever, omg.

[alfie-beau-paulson]

Sober [Noal]

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alfie-beau-paulson:

Alfie scoffed. “Ya sound like yer sayin they all sound the same.” He teased and poked his side gently before looking up at the sky, biting his lip. “Yeah… she’s been through a lotta shit and I ain’t trustin no one with her. I can’t help it. She’s family, yanno… and he seemed nice but I ain’t sure ‘bout 'im. She got mad at me. I ain’t easy fer trustin. Ya know that.”

Originally posted by supercanaries

Noah rolled his eyes as Alfie teased him, watching him curiously as he spoke about Maggie. “I know she’s family, Alf...I know...” He let his hand move to run through Alfie’s hair, continuing to watch him. “She won’t stay mad for long. She loves ya too much to do that,” He laughed softly and pulled his fiance close. “Trusting shit for ya is like chocolate and fucking onion! It just doesn’t go together.” Noah giggled at his own analogy, biting his lip as he slowly looked up at the sky. 

Originally posted by johnporchdick