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A GLIMPSE INTO THE LIFE OF NOA FAMILY pt.2 – noel noa

another series of event happening in the noa family. or get to see what has been going with the noa family.

there is something bubbling in the little head of the young Noa. he’s been seeing something off with his mother for quite some time now, it irks him for you don’t pick him up in your arms anymore — his father does instead and he hates every bit of it — you only pat his head and go on with your day.

he notices how you’ve gotten a bit fat, your stomach growing. he had heard you and Noel tell him something along the lines that he was going to be a big brother, but he had stood frozen, ran to his room and not spoken a word to the two of you for the past day.

so now he stands, fiddling before you and Noel, hands behind his back as he stares at his feet, biting and gnawing at his plump and soft lips.

“do you mean it?” Aimé’s voice is soft. the sight of him so timid makes your eyes soften.

“what do you mean, sweetheart?” Noel says hushed, he’s never seen his son so shy and nervous, Aimé has always been a bright and smiling kid, an ball of excitement, rushing around wild and free, but always coming in to the warmth you and him provide for the young lad.

“that i’m going to be a big brother,” his words almost make you laugh, but you hold it in. “i’ll have a little sibling now?”

Noel is a bit stunned, turning to you, he is a good father, but even he comes to a loss of words when he is asked questions that even he finds quiet hard to frame answers for. you chuckle softly, ushering the boy over to you.

“what if, yes, you will be a big brother?” you say tenderly, pulling him onto your lap, as he turns to face you. “and that you will now have to be a big boy now?”

aimé gazes at you, cheeks puffed a bit as his bottom lip juts out. you warmly smiled at the reaction he gives you. you are gentle when you tilt his head side to side, chuckling when he could only watch you with confusion etched into those familiar coloured hues.

“and mommy and daddy will love you more,” your words had seemed to ease the little lad, as his eyebrows finally come to rest, and his hand that was clutching your shirt loosens. “you would always be our first, pumpkin.”

“then i want a little sister!” he smiled his toothy grin, teeth at display. “i would protect her, i can be a hero then!”

his words only make you smile, nodding to his words. “yes, then you could earn the title of the best big brother,” the words were enough motivation to put your little boy to ease as you watch his eyes sparkle as he turns to Noel for confirmation and the boy’s father nods the same.

it is then he finally has his spirits high, shifting from your lap to Noel’s without a second thought as he holds his father’s face, reciting to the man to be good old guy now that his mother is in a state where she needs to be well taken care of and Noel listens to it all with wide eyes, while you try your best not to snort.

and then he is off to clean his room and practice and make a hero name for himself, excited to introduce his little sibling to his classmates and to all his uncles.

“i think we will be fine,” Noel sighed, moving his arm around you to pull you closer. “we will be more than fine.”

you nod against his shoulder. a warm smile resting on your lips, as you gently caress the bump. “so, what are your thoughts, a boy or a girl?”

Noel looks down at you, eyes sparkling as he leans down to press as soft kiss to your forehead and then your lips. “a healthy mumma and a healthy baby are all i want,” he mumbles against your lips as you giggled all mushy, when a kick of agreement is felt from your insides.

“well then i must agree,” you lightly joked making him laugh, resting his forehead on yours.

this is nice, much nicer than being called the best striker and having a football team to carry as a captain. being at home and holding you close, while his son finds something to be occupied with and he can have you all to himself, Noel finds all of this just to his taste.

“daddy,” but sometimes his taste is but a little soured out. Noel hums, eyes directed to the son of yours.

“how are babies made?”

and you can only laugh when you see Noel sit stiff, gosh, he was not ready for this.

dad noel for the win 😝😝

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[annzera]

Y/N, trying her best to flirt: I like your face.

Noel, who also doesn’t know how: Thanks I was born with it.

[noirflms]

A GLIMPSE INTO THE LIFE OF NOA FAMILY – noel noa

a little glimpse into the nao family. wherein you get to see a few of their daily antics.

It’s evident in the eyes of your son that he is quite not fond of his father’s affections for you. The three-year-old cannot for the fact digest that his mother is loved by his ugly father – it is his view of his dear dad. Aimé is quite literally the biggest hater of his dad. The best striker in the world – Noel Noa.

Noel kisses your cheek? Aimé is probably out and about to find tissues, dip them in sanitiser and run off to you to clean it. Noel has his head in your lap? Aimé is on his way to plop himself in that very special place. The young boy tries his all to throw his father of the edge, but the older man doesn’t budge, he seems to always shrug it off, finding a better place to hold you close and not bat an eye to his son’s intentions.

It only makes Aimé adamant on doing much more to gain your attention away from his father, and that he gets when he slides into your shared bed. Yes, that’s right. Aimé Noa slides right in the middle of the bed between Noel and you with the shit eating grin on his face, and that is the only time he irks the father of his. The veins protruding from his neck are visible but you seem to not notice that because you are too focused on your little son.

That’s right, stay focused on sweet little, Aimé.

“I’ll sleep with you and papa tonight!” The three-year-old cheers, a cheeky smile on his face. You being a mother take the ruse, for in your eyes he is but a little angel, and oh, how you love your sweet innocent angel. But that words to the opposite to Noel. They do not set well with him, nuh-uh, he ain’t letting his son get in the time he has with his wife – no, not at all.

Noel is smart. He knows of the glint in his son’s eyes, it was pretty much evident with the way he always washes you in sanitiser whenever Noel’s hands or lips land on you. It makes him annoyed to no end, but he indulges in his son’s antics, not minding much because he gets you to himself, all at night. That’s fine with him, he gets you at night so his son could get you in the day.

But oh, oh, oh, such a wolf he is in sheep’s clothing. He has started to become the bane of Noel’s existence. It feels as if his wife is not his anymore but belongs to his son. He knows you love him and Aimé the same, but that look Aimé is giving to Noel in the moment, makes Noel boil with annoyance and jealousy. Because at times he doesn’t like sharing his wife.

So when the lights are out, the young lad stuck in the middle of you and your husband. Your husband gets the most amazing ideas of all times, when he hears the little twat snoring to his comfort, Noel picks the boy up gently, and places him right at the corner of the bed – not too to the side for the boy to fall, he is loving father after all – and shifting in the middle to hold you in his arms.

Ah, such satisfaction his heart gets as he finally pulls you close. A blissful smile sets upon Noel’s lips as he feels you nuzzle in his clothes, as he himself wraps you in his arms, as he himself snuggles with you and falls into a deep slumber, not caring of what the morning brings for him.

And when the sun rises from the east, it also awaken the little boy too quick as well. Aimé rubbing the sleep away as he sits straight in bed expecting to jump into his mother’s arms, but what he sees is his father’s giant back and nothing else. Uh-oh, looks like Amié is down one point now and like father like son, he is not going to accept defeat so easily.

So, he does what he does best, he jumps with all his might on the both of you, jerking you out of your sleeping states, as you scream in shock while you husband wakes up frazzled, and for you son to be laughing to his heart’s content. It’s quite the sight for you, when you see your husband push him deeper into the quilts and tickle the boy to no end as he laughs and laughs and laughs.

You like it. The sight feels warm for Noel is out and about most of the times. But the times he spends with you like these become deeper and well cherished memories. You are well aware of the little war going on between these two, but you don’t mind, for it gives you moments like these to wake up too.

Your son’s loud laughter bounces of the walls while Noel speaks to him in french of how hurt you could have been, without stopping his tickle attack on his son. It’s funny. So, you laugh at the view set before you, and as you do, it’s your turn to be tickled by the two. They share the same brain cell at times, for Aimé is just like Noel, there is not the slightest difference between the two.

It’s fun. It’s family. So you cherish what you have been blessed with.

This is but a little glimpse in the daily life of the Noas. They are but together. They are unique in quite the amusing ways and well that is who they are.

noel is a bit ooc i think 😭 but i feel like he is a super good dad 🗣️

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[annzera]

Prince: Due to personal reasons, I will be fucking sinking to the bottom of the ocean in a large metal box.

Noel: Did Y/N say 'I love you' and you said 'Thanks'?

Prince: THE REASONS ARE PERSONAL–