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I’d Choose You Every Time || Young Noah Imagine

Young!Noah x Reader

Summary: Noah comes back from a mission for Sic Mundus to find you having a nightmare. He does his best to calm you down. At the same time, he can’t help but think about how much he loves you.

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Requested by @langdonsluxiouslocks

Request: Hiii there!! Just read your young Noah x reader for the Dark netflix imagines and I loved it!!! I was wondering if you could wirter another one with him? Someting fluffy and sweet because the internt needs more young Noah content. Thank you so much, keep up the amazing work!!! <33

Thank you 😌 Something romantic/fluffy, maybe they're already in an established relationship, idk don't have any specific requests. Oh and yeah, fem!reader please!! (I might come back for more cause I'm lacking on Noah content, so I'll give you motivation 😂). Thank you again sweetie 💕

Omg, ok. Ok, ok, ok. This was so much fun to write, just because it brought back all my feels about Noah as a character, and young Noah especially. I adore him, he’ll always be one in a few - if not the one - of my favorite characters from Dark. Thank you so much for this lovely request. And hey, if you’re in your feels about Noah again, feel free to send in another request bc I love writing them.

The title is a line from the song “Best Thing” by Anthem Lights, and I can really recommend it because not only does it fit this story perfectly, but in my opinion it also works very well for Noah.

Noah came back late at night. He hadn’t planned to be away this long, he’d really hoped to be back sooner. He hated leaving you alone. Unfortunately, the mission he’d been sent on for the past few days had taken longer than anyone could have expected, leaving him stuck in time and unable to return to you like he’d so desperately wanted to.

Noah had been sent on more and more missions recently. For some reason, the Travelers had started including him more, thereby giving him a chance to prove himself. He’d been waiting for that chance for a very long time now, had done whatever he could to prove himself worthy to earn a place in their inner ranks.

Until now, Noah had rather been an errant boy, had been treated like a child by everyone around him. Even his older self hadn’t seemed to take him seriously sometimes. But slowly, that was finally, finally changing.

Noah entered his dark room, immediately noticing something was off. He tiptoed over to the lamp on his desk, careful not to stumble over anything. It was difficult to find anything when he could barely see, but he managed. The light of a burning match filled the darkness and then the lamp lit up.

Noah’s eyes found you instantly. You were laying in his bed, his blanket wrapped tightly around your body. You were apparently dreaming, but sometimes you’d whimper in your sleep, burying yourself even further in the blanket.

Noah was about to put his backpack away when you started rolling around on the bed, first only a little bit, then more frantically. Your whimpers became louder, hitting right into Noah’s heart.

You were having a nightmare.

Noah hurried over to the bed, carelessly dropping his backpack on the way.

“Y/n. Hey, it’s alright,” he whispered, but to no avail, no matter how many times he tried to get through to you.

When kind words alone didn’t help, Noah touched your shoulder. It proved to be difficult since you were throwing yourself around on the bed, but once he managed to get a stable grip on you, he started to shake you.

“Wake up! Y/n, sweetheart, wake up!”

It took a moment, but soon, you startled awake with a gasp. Your wide eyes darted around the room, still panicked from the nightmare. You were breathing heavily.

Noah sat down beside you on the bed. You turned to him, finally noticing his presence. With a sob, you threw yourself into his arms, clinging to his body for dear life.

Noah wrapped his arms around you and pulled you against his chest. You were still shaking like a leaf and it broke his heart.

“Shhh,” he tried to soothe your panic, slowly running one of his hands over your back. “I’m here now, no need to be scared...”

Noah’s heart hurt with every single one of your sobs against his chest, every time he felt you tense up from crying. He hated when you were in distress, no matter the reason. Seeing you in any kind of pain hurt him every single time, especially when he couldn’t do anything about it, couldn’t take that pain away.

It took a long time, but eventually, you calmed down. Your face remained buried in his shirt for a while longer before you slowly sat up, rubbing at your eyes with your sleeve as you did so.

Noah reached out, softly cupping your face in his hands. He ran his thumbs over your skin and wiped away the tears on your cheeks.

“Please don’t cry, sweetheart. I’m here, you’re safe.,” he whispered. He could only hope his voice was soothing your fear, that his words could somehow fight the storm inside of you.

You slowly nodded at him. Your eyes were now calmer, even though they still held some of the earlier panic in them.

Once you started nodding, you didn’t stop. Your head bobbed over and over again, before you let out a shaky breath and threw yourself back into Noah’s arms. You hugged him again, burying your face in his shoulder as his arms wrapped around you, holding you close.

Your body slowly, slowly relaxed as the tension began to leave you, and he only held you tighter in response.

“Thank you.,” you whispered, your voice so low that Noah barely heard it.

He just nodded, running his hands over your back in what he hoped was a calming motion. He was glad to see you’d stopped crying. Noah really couldn’t stand watching you cry when he was unable to do anything to help you.

“Do you want to talk about it?,” Noah asked, his words slightly muffled as he practically spoke them into your hair.

You just shook your head.

“Maybe, but not right now,” you mumbled, and it took Noah a moment to even piece together what you’d said. When he did, he only nodded in understanding, carefully running his hands through your hair to hopefully soothe the last bit of fear inside of you.

After a while, you pulled back from the hug. It was just far enough to kiss him softly, and Noah shivered against you. He returned the kiss carefully, lifting one hand to cup the back of your head.

Kissing you was always as if time stopped for Noah. He just let himself fall, allowing himself to let his walls down completely. He knew he could trust you with his heart, after all, since you’d held it in your hands for months before he’d built up the courage to actually confess to you.

And you’d carried it since, protecting it and keeping it safe.

When you broke the kiss, it took Noah a moment to return back to earth. He motionlessly remained in that position for a few more seconds, letting the feeling of your lips linger, before he finally opened his eyes slowly. Noah found you smiling at him. It was just a tiny smile, but it was enough for him to grin at you. He was just so happy to see the fear gone from your eyes.

“Think you can fall asleep again?,” Noah asked softly.

Your eyebrows furrowed. You looked over towards the pillows, then back at him.

“Maybe…,” you answered in a low voice, “But not without you.”

Noah nodded without hesitation. He kicked off his shoes and peeled himself out of his jacket, before he moved over to lay down under his blanket. He grabbed the edge of it and raised his arm, offering for you to join him.

You looked at Noah for a moment of silence before scrambling over the bed towards him, almost stumbling over yourself, making him smile. You curled up against his chest, and he could feel you breathe in deeply.

Noah pulled the blanket around both of you, wrapping you up in his arms and pressing a kiss into your hair. He just held you, waiting until you relaxed against him and your breathing slowed down.

“Sleep,” he whispered into your hair, “I’ll be there when you wake up.”

Your head moved lightly against his chest in what was probably a nod, and you shifted just a little bit to curl up better into his arms. A content hum left your lips.

Noah couldn’t help but smile. He buried his nose in your hair and closed his eyes.

How had he gotten so lucky to find you, and be able to love you?

Sometimes, Noah still didn’t understand why you cared about him so deeply, why you trusted him so much. He’d never done anything to deserve the faith you placed in him, and yet, you had shared your deepest secrets with him, had shown him the darkest parts of yourself that you’d never shared with anyone before.

Noah tried his best every day to pay back that trust, to prove himself worthy of your love, no matter how much he often felt like he didn’t deserve it.

The Travelers had started showing him his role in the big cycle of time, in everything that would happen and everything that had already happened. It was often overwhelming. Noah found it easy to slip into that space of floating in the ocean, underwater without any lights and no distractions, while the waves pushed him around and played with him to their heart’s content.

You were the one person who would reach out into the water and grab his hand. You were his anchor to keep him steady when everything became too much and the world around him spun out of control.

Noah took a deep breath, your scent overwhelming his senses.

Sometimes, he had to tell himself this wasn’t a dream, that he wouldn’t just wake up one morning to find out that you’d just been a figment of his imagination.

The Travelers might have shown Noah his role in the bigger picture, and especially his older self had told him a lot. But he always said that Noah couldn’t know certain things, otherwise he’d never end up in the same place his older self had gotten to. He kept so many things from Noah…

Noah could see it in his eyes, the way he would sometimes look away, or how he’d repeatedly avoid a question. How his older self would look down at his hands, at the sky, around the room - anywhere but at him.

His older self hadn’t even told him about you. That Noah would fall for you so fast it made his head spin, how just a smile from you was enough to light up the darkness around him and make everything quiet down, if only for a moment.

Noah pulled you even further into him, pressing another kiss against your forehead.

He didn’t care that the other Travelers were pushing him to let you go. They didn’t matter, didn’t know.

They didn’t understand that by now, Noah needed you as much as the air he breathed, that your light was the only thing saving him from the darkness.

And as he held you in his arms, feeling your heartbeat against his chest, he allowed himself to hope for a future where he could be with you.

Noah would fight to stay by your side, no matter the cost.

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