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Noah Foreman - 21

[noahforeman]

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Richard: A+ to your Nan for being so progressive and supportive.

Richard: Still, I'm glad that didn't happen to me

Richard: Yeah, I'm sure Hallmark has a huge market for Grandchildren wanting to thank their Nans and Pops for giving them sex toys.

Noah: We're the only family each other has so I guess she learned to move with the times

Noah: But there are other ways to be supportive!

Noah: Yeah, not exactly going to have those cards rushing off the shelves

[noahforeman]

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Atticus: Why don't you send her that card.

Atticus: You know, the one that talks.

Atticus: What ever it is. It's that one.

Atticus: Maybe something like "Hi grandma, thanks for the dick gloves you sent me. I'll use all of it so your love won't go waste!"

Atticus: Isn't it delightful?

Noah: Omg, I don't think I would be able to say that sentence out loud to myself

Noah: Let alone into a card that I then send to my grammie

Noah: Might give her a heart attack as well

[noahforeman]

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Axl: My granny did that every time. It sounds like she's just looking out for you.

Axl: You could always get a blank inside card and thank her for looking out for you.

Axl: She'll know what you mean, trust me. ;)

Noah: I'd rather she just gave me the money and told me to go get some rather than her going and getting them herself

Noah: I guess that's a good idea.

Noah: Still think it's all pretty weird haha

[noahforeman]

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Noah: My grandmother just sent me a box of condoms because I told her about my boyfriend….

Noah: I don’t think I’ve ever been more embarrassed haha

Noah: Do they sell thank you cards for that?

[markyxmark]

Mark: Awww your grandmother is looking out for you and making sure you’re safe.

Mark: It can’t be worse than your own mother walking in on you with a guy. Talk about being embarrassed.

Mark: Not sure but I wouldn’t count it out.

[noahforeman]

Noah: I guess so but the thought of her going to the shop to buy condoms...

Noah: Omg, did that really happen? What were you doing? How did she react?

Noah: Hmm, maybe I’ll just pretend I never got them

[noahforeman]

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Noah: My grandmother just sent me a box of condoms because I told her about my boyfriend....

Noah: I don't think I've ever been more embarrassed haha

Noah: Do they sell thank you cards for that?

[osterfield-holland-andcompany]

pretty boy™️ and his sweet boy 🐾

[bigilante]

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[noahforeman]

spencer-fawcett​:

While in the process of being adopted, Pepin wasn’t afraid at all of newcomers, often sniffing out their scent before accepting pets with enthusiasm. Whoever had taken care of him for his first few years of life had done well to familiarize the dog with a loving environment, but Spencer suspected they simply couldn’t dedicate enough time to the animal. Spencer stroked the top of Pepin’s head as he watched Noah interact so carefully and lovingly with the dog, despite having just met him. He wouldn’t admit it aloud, but the canine definitely belonged to the both of them, Spencer keenly aware of the fact that Noah and him would be together forever and would raise the dog as a couple. “I was thinking maybe we could watch some of those old episodes on PBS with Julia Child and Jacques Pepin cooking in their TV-audience kitchen,” Spence suggested, “the three of us.”

Noah already knew that he was going to love Pepin and that they would be spending a lot of time cuddling up and also having fun together. The blonde knew it was Spencer who had brought the dog home but he also knew his boyfriend wouldn’t have done it without thinking about Noah and how they would be looking after Pepin very much together as a couple. “I think you might have competition now for my cuddles Spence” he grinned up from where the large dog was licking his face. Connecting eyes with his man there was another moment of swooning inside the younger boy as he realised once again that this was the real deal and he loved Spencer with all his heart. “That sounds great”

[noahforeman]

timothy-boystown​:

“This weird anger that you feel because a guy you’re into hooked up with your best friend?” Timmy asked, raising an eyebrow. “Look, Noah, I get it. Before you moved here, I met this guy. His name was Matt. A friend of mine dragged me to a hockey game because she had two VIP tickets. Anyway, after the game I met some of the players. I hit it off with him and we had sex exactly one time.” Timmy started telling Noah all about how he’d fallen in love with, and had his heart broken by, Matt more than once. “Anyway when he came back to town, I was so excited. I thought finally I’d have a real chance with him. But I didn’t. I never did. And then he started dating someone else. I met his boyfriend. He was the nicest guy in the world, but I didn’t care. I hated him. I had no right to, because Matt and I were really never anything but a one-night stand, but still. I didn’t care if how nice he was. And part of me back then would have preferred to see Matt alone and miserable than happy with someone other than me. So that anger you feel? I get it.” 

Timmy knew his past with Matt was considerably different than this situation between Noah and Brett, but the jealousy was the same, and Timmy knew exactly what it felt like. “I mean, is him sleeping with me the first time you’ve felt like this? Or did you feel it at all when you heard he had a boyfriend?”  Finally, Timmy moved over and wrapped his arm around Noah again. “Yeah…you are a bit of a mess, but we can fix that. Plus, just because you have weird, confusing feelings for someone that’s not your boyfriend, doesn’t make you a bad person. “But you have to figure out what to do with those feelings.” 

Noah listened as Timmy explained about his situation with Matt and while it was very different to his current predicament the sentiments were similar and he understood the point that his best friend was trying to make. “When I found out he had a boyfriend I was mainly just confused because he seemed to be suggesting that it didn’t matter and he would still sleep with me. I kind of just thought it was some kind of joke. When Timmy moved to wrap an arm around him, Noah wrapped himself like a koala around the man, taking in the familiar feeling of their bodies together and the scent of his best friend and roommate. “I think I need to go and confront Mr Ruzzo and find out exactly what it is that he has been doing and why. And tell him that it’s not fair and I love Spencer.” he breathed, “Also Timmy, I know I’ve never asked anything like this before, but please try not to sleep with him again or anything. Especially if he is actually dangerous.” the last hing he needed was Timmy getting messed up in all of this.

[noahforeman]

mr-ruzzo​:

“Alright, then. ‘That’s that.’“ Noah was right, about pretty much everything. No, Brett wasn’t really into Noah in any way besides a sexual one. It was always more about the chase than anything else for him. A conquest for him to claim just so that he could say he did. After all, Brett had Dylan and they were pretty happy with one another. As for Noah? This whole pursuit was more of a hobby than anything else. Brett found Noah attractive, and the whole scenario amused him. But when Noah said he loved Spencer, Brett knew that it’d be cruel to continue his little game.  Of course, he’d never confess any of that to Noah, even as the other stood there to end whatever it was they had going back and forth. “I’ll be taking that back.” he said as he reached out for his jacket and firmly pulled it out of Noah’s hand. He raised his eyebrows as he stood there, still uncomfortably close to the other. “I notice you haven’t left yet. It’s a small room. Door’s right there. Get out.”  Brett said, a cold harshness to his voice. “Oh, and find someplace new to drink. Don’t come back here.”  

Noah let out a soft gasp as Brett pulled the jacket firmly from his grasp bit still did not move away, he was scared that if he tried to move he was going to pass out from all the unusually firm energy that he had just exerted. Thankfully the cold harshness of Brett’s voice caused him to snap back to reality a little bit. Without saying anything he placed his hand softly on the man’s huge chest, over his heart and then turned on his heel and walked out of the room. His eyes were a little wet and he wasn’t sure why but he was proud of himself for saying what needed to be said and finding out the truth. Just as he reached the door of the bar he turned back, “Goodbye Mr Ruzzo. Thanks for...looking out for me” And with that he left the bar and by Brett’s words, probably for the last time.

[noahforeman]

spencer-fawcett​:

Noah’s energy level upon seeing the canine was just about where Spencer’s was when he discovered the fluffy animal at the shelter. He tried with difficulty to make mental note of the male’s barrage of questions so that he could answer them in order. Laughing, Spence tried to ease Noah down, kissing the side of his head and putting his arms around their shoulders to keep him grounded, rather than vibrating up and down. “Yes, I adopted him. Curious use of the word ‘our’,” Spence observed keenly, but chuckled because he wasn’t mad at it. “Yeah, we had better get him more familiar to the both of our scents. I decided to name him Pépin Child Fawcett, after famous chefs Jacques Pépin and Julia Child. We don’t know his exact birth date, but they said he was between 2 and 3 years old. They told me that his breed lives about ten years or somethin’.” Spencer led them over to Pepin’s spot on the rug and kneeled. “Pepin, this is Noah. Noah, this is Pepin.” He smiled stupidly as he gazed down at the animal, happy to finally have another real friend in his life here in Chicago, other than Noah and Michael. “Pepin, Noah’s my current obsession, so you’ll see him ‘round a lot,” he joked, laughing as he nudged the other with his elbow. “He likes to be pet a lot, that’s probably the best way for you to get on his good side. He loves head scratches, butt scratches, all that. Yes, you can buy him toys, but I don’t gotta be trippin’ over doggy toys every time I take a step ‘round my apartment, so don’t go overboard.” Spencer was absolutely elated to see Noah as into Pepin as he was. It was so wholesome and refreshing, and he felt like another piece of their life puzzle had just secured itself into place. “As for sleeping with us, I couldn’t possible tell him no, when we sleep at my place, that is. He absolutely cannot sleep with us in your twin bed.”

If Spencer hadn’t lowered him down and placed his strong arm on his shoulders then Noah would have continued jumping off the walls in excitement. The blonde hadn’t even realised that he used the word ‘our’ until Spencer pointed it out, but it had got to the stage where everything he considered in his mind involved his boyfriend, it was a life they shared now. Noah was still buzzing with excitement as they approached the dog and he immediately sat down on the floor next to him. “Nice to meet you Pepin, I’m going to be your new best friend and sneak you treats when Daddy isn’t looking” he grinned as he followed the advice and went in to begin petting the huge dog. After some initial hesitation on Pepin’s part to the new scent and feel of Noah’s small hands he seemed to relax and lean into the petting. “That’s true, there is barely enough space in their for the two of us, it only works because we sleep on top of each other” he chuckled, stopping the petting to look back at Spencer. But that did not sit well with Pepin who pawed at Noah to return his attention to him, even going to far as to try and climb on him to lick his face. A feat which given Noah’s small frame caused him to be engulfed by the furry ball of love.

[noahforeman]

spencer-fawcett​:

“He’s not shy at all,” Spencer rambled, trying to prepare Noah for what he would find in the apartment in the few seconds it took them to get up the stairs. “He’s actually so calm and lovable and easily takes to strangers. He’s only skittish around loud noises and cars, it was kinda hard to convince him to get in mine so that we could go home.” Finally, they got to the top landing and Spencer pushed open the door to reveal the dog. Sprawled out on the carpet as if he had been living there for years, the Saint Bernard’s collar jingled as he looked up to inspect the two humans entering the room. Spencer was so unused to seeing the big furry beast that his eyes swelled with love and he squeezed Noah’s hand happily. “Isn’t he gorgeous? I adopted him from a shelter. He had just come in, they were unsure why he was being dropped off, ‘cause he seemed just fine.”

Noah’s face must have borne a look of absolute confusion as Spencer began describing this surprise, his slow moving brain not able to work quick enough to put the hints together so he decided to just wait and see what it was. As the door opened the blonde gripped his boyfriend’s hand and then gasped loudly. “Oh my gosh” he breathed, “Spence, there’s a huge fluffy dog in your apartment.” It was taking all his will power to stop himself from running over and cuddling the dog that looked as if he was almost as big as Noah himself. “He’s stunning! You adopted him? So he’s like our own dog now?” he asked with wide eyes, turning to look up at Spencer. Noah had always wanted a dog and his grandmother had never allowed it because he was not responsible enough. “Can I go and introduce myself to him? What’s his name? How old is he? Does he like belly rubs? Am I allowed to buy toys for him? Is he going to sleep in the bed with us?” Noah rattled off question after question, rambling away as he leaned up and kissed Spencer’s cheek and jaw about a dozen times.

[noahforeman]

spencer-fawcett​:

Spencer skipped every other step as he tumbled down the stairs excitedly. It had been a long morning full of nerves, excitement, and joy. And though the morning still wasn’t over, he couldn’t wait to tell his boyfriend the news, or rather show him in person. He threw open the front door of the townhouse, grin permanently etched into his face. “Alright Noah,” he launched into the words he had thought of well in advance. “I ain’t crazy. I been thinkin’ about this for a long time, so don’t take it as some spur-of-the-moment thing. But I got somethin’ to show ya.” He took the younger boy’s hands and began to lead him up the stairs, only stopping because he forgot to give the other a kiss. “Hi, by the way,” he said, pecking his man on the lips. “Okay, now come on.”

Noah waited by the door with a grin of his own on his lips, it was the grin he always had when he was about to see his boyfriend and his heart surged as the door swung open. However it was not the usual greeting with the kiss and hug that he was met with and it was soon obvious something big was on Spencer’s mind. “Okay, I know you’re not crazy but you look a little crazy right now” Noah teased as he was lead inside and up the stairs. “Hi handsome” he blushed as he finally got the kiss that he had been expecting at the door. “Okay, okay, I’m coming, what’s this thing that you want to show me that’s got you all worked up?”

[noahforeman]

spencer-fawcett​:

[text]: okay, let me know when you’re on the way, love ya

[text]: on my way! should be there in 5 <3

--15 minutes later--

[text]: sorry, there was a cloud shaped like a cupcake I was trying to get a picture of, I’m downstairs and ready to come and give you all my love!

[noahforeman]

spencer-fawcett​:

@noahforeman

[text]: hey boyfriend

[text]: can you come over this morning?

[text]: hey boyfriend

[text]: sure, I have a shoot which finishes in like 20 minutes, I can comes straight over?

[noahforeman]

mr-ruzzo​:

If he was being honest with himself, Brett expected this. He expected Noah to show up asking questions and demanding answers. In fact, that was exactly the way Brett had wanted it to play out. Admittedly, they were having this conversation weeks sooner than Brett had anticipated, but there wasn’t anything he could do about that now. He stood, his six-foot tall frame towering imposingly over Noah. “You want the truth? Fine. Your boyfriend got it right. I was following you.” Brett confessed. “Fucking your roommate wasn’t supposed to happen, but when he texted me, I figured it’d get under your skin because…” Brett rested a hand on Noah’s cheek, his thumb gently and briefly brushing across Noah’s lips. “…because I think you want this as much as I do, but you keep telling yourself you can’t.” Brett lowered his hand, but took one step closer to Noah. “If I’m wrong about that, the door’s open. Feel free to walk away and you won’t hear from me again.

Noah was doing his best not to look at Brett, figuring it was when the man had eye contact that he had control, but that was easier said than done as the man’s huge frame towered over his small one. The sudden revelation that Spencer had been right almost caused his legs to buckle and the honesty was washing over him in waves. He couldn’t even notice the hand that rested on his cheek or the thumb that brushed over his lip. “No, you’re not allowed to just do that Mister Ruzzo.” he said in a weak voice, but after his conversation earlier with Timmy his confidence was growing and he had unusual firmness coming from somewhere inside him. “You can’t play with other people like that, it’s not fair. You don’t really want me in any serious way, you have a boyfriend. You just want to prove that you can have me, or you’re trying to tear apart my relationship for some reason. You’ll have your way with me and then toss me aside because I’m not good enough for you. That’s just not fair. I love Spencer and I would never do anything to risk losing him.” he was almost blacked out with where this confidence was coming from and for the first time ever he didn’t back away from the man, but held his ground. “If you can’t see that all this messing me around is hurting me then you don’t really care about me. And if you can’t control yourself then I guess you should stop following me around.” he breathed, trailing off, redness creeping up his neck, “A-and...that’s that.”

[noahforeman]

timothy-boystown​:

Timmy hurled a lot of accusations at Noah, so, despite being incredibly angry, he let Noah explain. He was still pacing around and avoiding eye-contact, but he listened, because Noah was his best friend and he owed it to him to at least hear him out.   It helped. Timmy was able to calm himself down, at least enough to have an actual conversation, rather than a screaming match. But he still wasn’t thrilled about the whole thing. “So…Brett what? He followed you to the store and put his thumb in your mouth? And that wasn’t like…a red flag?” Timmy asked. “And then he was there when you got drunk so instead of calling an Uber, you brought him here?” Timmy sat down beside Noah again, still keeping some distance between them. “I mean, knowing all that, it’s pretty obvious that he wants to…you know…” Timmy finally brought himself to look Noah in the eye again. “I’m just trying to figure out why this is upsetting you so much. I mean, you’re a hot guy. You had to know more than one person was gonna be interested in you eventually.” Timmy said. “You just have to tell Brett you’re not interested.” Timmy paused, looking at his roommate who was obviously still in distress. “…I mean, unless you are interested.” he joked, trying to lighten the mood. But the unchanging look on Noah’s face filled in the missing piece of the puzzle. “Holy crap, you are interested, aren’t you!?” Suddenly Timmy felt bad. “So here I was thinking you might still have a crush on me and were jealous of Brett for screwing me, but…” Timmy put his hand on Noah’s shoulder. “…but you were jealous of me for having sex with him. I’m sorry, Noah, I had no idea.”

This wasn’t exactly the first time there had been raised voices between the two best friends, however usually it was over smaller pettier things, this one felt a lot more real to Noah which is why he was thankful that Timmy knew him well enough to let him get his thoughts out. With the way Noah’s brain worked it often took longer for him to express himself and lesser men wouldn’t give him the chance. “I don’t know Timmy, there was something about it all which made me think it was just like...I didn’t want to over-react and end up making a fool of myself.” he sighed. “You’ve met him, you know that he seems like a stand up guy, a gentleman and all that. I guess I didn’t want to just assume he was bad in any way.” It stung a little when Timmy sat but kept the distance between them, if there was one thing that was a staple in their friendship it was that they were always close physically and emotionally. “How was I supposed to know more than one person would be interested in me when I’ve spent 21 years with no interest.” he half sounded exasperated, knowing that it was often his personality that pushed any potential suitors away. Noah’s face went bright red, “I am NOT interested in Mr Ruzzo...and why do you think I ever had a crush on you...and I have a boyfriend who I love Timmy. I don’t know why I feel the way I do but it’s not that at all. You don’t have to be sorry, you didn’t do anything wrong that you knew about. I just need to stop feeling this weird anger inside me.” he shook his head violently as if trying to rid the thoughts from his mind. “I’m a mess”