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Give Me Something Beautiful

Summary: Morrigan's ordinary life takes an extraordinary turn when Noah Sebastian, the lead singer of Bad Omens, stumbles upon her quaint little shop adorned with her captivating photography. Intrigued by her talent and drawn to her genuine spirit, Noah invites Morrigan to capture the essence of his band's concert through her lens. Their initial friendship blossoms into a deep and meaningful connection as they spend time together, fueled by their shared love for art and music. Despite their challenges as their worlds collide, Morrigan and Noah navigate the complexities of fame and intimacy, ultimately finding solace and strength in each other's arms. Through their journey from strangers to lovers, they discover that amidst life's chaos, true beauty lies in the simple moments shared between two souls destined to be together.

Pairings: Noah Sebastian x OC

Content Warning: WHAT WE HAVE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR, also drinking :)

Word Count: 2570

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Tag List: @thescarlettvvitch @malerieee @lookwhatitcost @herbhuntress @thatgirlforever5 @xxkittenkissesxx @lma1986

Chapter Eight

It's been half an hour since the show began, and it's been absolutely fantastic. The crowd's energy is electric, creating a surreal atmosphere. I've pinched myself several times to confirm this isn't a dream. As I snap photos of the lively crowd, Bryan approaches me, leaning in so I can hear him over the noise.

"Hey, want to capture some shots from the side of the stage?" he asks with a wide grin. My eyes widen with excitement, and I eagerly nod in agreement. But as he leads me backstage, a flutter of nerves sets in. Bryan takes the side where Jolly is stationed, and I position myself on Nick's side. Just as I get into place, the song ends, and Noah begins engaging with the crowd. Nick notices my movement and offers a friendly wave, prompting me to snap a quick picture. He chuckles and grabs Noah's attention.

Noah's gaze lands on me, flashes a broad smile, and waves enthusiastically. "Before we dive into our next song, I'd like to introduce someone special," he announces, gesturing for me to step forward. Despite his encouraging gesture, I find myself frozen in place, overwhelmed by nerves. Nick, noticing my hesitation, chuckles softly before taking matters into his own hands. He pulls me onto the stage with a gentle tug on my wrist, breaking through my apprehension.

As Nick guides me to stand beside Noah, Noah casually drapes an arm around my shoulders, directing my attention toward the roaring crowd. It takes a moment for my eyes to adjust to the dazzling lights, but once they do, I'm spellbound by the sea of faces. The energy of a sold-out concert is even more breathtaking from the stage than from the pit. Eager to capture the moment, I snap a quick picture, eliciting a chuckle from Noah before he resumes addressing the crowd through the microphone.

"This is Morrigan!" Noah announces enthusiastically, his gaze shifting towards me with a warm smile. "She's shadowing Bryan for most of the tour, hopefully the entire journey." I shyly wave in response, but to my surprise, it incites a wave of excitement from the fans that I hadn't anticipated. Their screams fill the air, adding to the electrifying atmosphere of the moment.

"Not only is she incredibly talented behind the camera, but she's also my best friend," Noah declares, his smile radiating warmth. Before I can fully process his words, he leans down and presses a tender kiss on the top of my head. The unexpected gesture sends a rush of heat to my cheeks, turning them red like a tomato. The crowd's reaction is palpable, their cheers growing even louder. My breath catches as Noah envelops me in a bear hug, his words murmured into my ear, affirming the sincerity of his sentiment.

Noah finally releases me from the hug, reassuringly squeezing my shoulder. “Stay and take some pictures on the stage,” he says. I look at him to make sure he’s serious. He smiles reassuringly. “Bryan does it all the time. It's fine, I promise,” he insists.

“Okay, bet,” I reply with a wide smile. Noah turns back to the crowd, announcing the next song. As the music starts again, I move around the stage, capturing the band members from new angles and getting shots of the crowd from this unique vantage point. The energy is electric, and I can feel the pulse of the music through my entire body. Bryan catches my eye and nods approvingly, which boosts my confidence even more.

With each song, my nerves fade, replaced by the thrill of being in the heart of the action. I get some fantastic shots of the boys, each lost in their performance, and of the crowd, whose energy seems boundless. Noah frequently glances my way, giving me encouraging smiles between verses. During a brief break between songs, he even poses playfully for the camera, making the crowd cheer even louder.

As Noah announces the final song, I head back to the side of the stage for a breather and a drink of water. The band pours their hearts into the performance, and when the song finishes, they gather at the front of the stage to take their final bows. Just before Nick joins them, he grabs me and gently pushes me between him and Noah. The crowd erupts in cheers and chants, their enthusiasm contagious. The boys bow together, arms around each other and me, thanking the audience for an incredible night.

I find myself grinning from ear to ear, caught up in the moment. Bryan, ever the professional, snaps pictures of us all together, capturing this unforgettable experience. The camera's flash and the crowd's roar make everything feel surreal. As we stand there, basking in the applause, I realize how lucky I am to be part of this journey, surrounded by such amazing friends and unforgettable moments.

As we exit the stage, the boys are still pumped up with adrenaline and begin messing around with one another. To my surprise, Noah grabs and lifts me, spinning me around. I erupt into giggles as he does so, the world a blur of lights and laughter. When he finally sets me down, I’m a little dizzy but filled with joy. The boys continue their playful antics, high-fiving each other and reliving the concert's highlights. Bryan comes over, grinning, and shows me a few photos he captured, each brimming with the night’s energy and excitement.

“Those are amazing!” I exclaim, still catching my breath.

Noah slings an arm around my shoulders, still smiling widely. “Told you it would be fun,” he squeezes me.

“More than fun,” I reply, looking around at the band and the team and feeling a profound sense of belonging. “It was incredible.” Noah smiles warmly before excusing himself to take a shower. As soon as he's out of sight, Bryan pulls me aside to show me another picture. It's a shot of Noah spinning me around, both of us caught in a moment of pure joy. My breath catches in my throat as I take in the image. The way Noah and I look at each other, eyes filled with affection, makes the photo profoundly emotional and beautiful.

Bryan smiles, pleased with my reaction. “I knew you’d like it.” All I can do is nod, still staring at the picture, lost in the moment. “You guys look cute,” Bryan adds with a teasing grin.

I quickly look away, trying to hide my reddening cheeks. “Thanks,” I mumble, feeling both embarrassed and happy. The photo captured a special moment, and Bryan’s comment made it more meaningful. I took a quick picture of it, and after chatting for a couple more minutes, I headed in the direction Noah went, hoping he was finished with his shower so I could show him the photos I took. The hallway is quiet, a stark contrast to the bustling stage. I reach the dressing room door and knock lightly.

There wasn’t a response, so I let myself in. I hear a soft noise when I walk towards the couch in the middle of the dressing room. Intrigued, I look around and notice a door I hadn’t realized existed. As I walk closer to it, the door swings open, revealing a shirtless, wet Noah.

“Whoa, sorry!” I stammer, quickly turning around, my face flushing.

Noah chuckles softly. “No worries, I didn’t expect anyone to be here yet.”

��I wanted to show you the photos I took,” I say, still facing away, trying to calm my beating heart. He chuckles, and I can feel him getting closer.

“Let me see then,” He said in a low voice. I turn back to him, trying not to eye his torso. I hand him the camera, and as he leans in to look at the photos, I feel his warmth. We started scrolling through the pictures together, though I was too busy focusing on him to register everything he said. He pauses and smiles softly when we reach the photo of him spinning me around. “This one’s exceptional,” he says, his voice almost a whisper.

“Bryan took that one,” I explained, glancing at him. “He has a talent for capturing moments.”

“He does,” Noah agrees, looking at me warmly. My cheeks flush again, and I look down, trying to hide my reaction. Noah reaches out and gently lifts my chin so I’m looking into his eyes. Our connection feels more potent than ever as we get lost in each other’s eyes. His gaze shifts to my lips, causing my breath to catch in my throat. Just as he starts to lean in slightly, the door swings open, making me take a step back, my face turning red.

Bryan walks in, oblivious to the moment he interrupts. “Hey, there you are! We were wondering where you two disappeared to,” he says with a cheerful grin.

I clear my throat, trying to compose myself. “Just showing Noah the photos I took,” I say, holding up the camera.

Bryan looks at us, a knowing smile playing on his lips. “Well, come on then, the rest of the gang is waiting. We’re celebrating a great show tonight!”

Noah and I exchange glances, a mixture of lingering emotions and unspoken words hanging in the air. He gives me a reassuring smile, and once Noah puts his shirt on, we follow Bryan out of the dressing room to join the rest of the team. As we're following Bryan, Noah places his hand on the small of my back, gently rubbing circles. I look up at him, and we share a warm smile.

As we walk down the hallway, the sounds of laughter and conversation grow louder, signaling the presence of the rest of the team. We step into a spacious lounge area where everyone is gathered, celebrating the night's success. Nick spots us first and waves us over. “There they are!” he exclaims, raising his drink in a toast. Jolly grins and pats a spot on the couch next to him. “Come on, sit down and join the fun!”

Noah and I find seats among the group. Drinks are passed around, and the conversation flows easily, filled with recounts of the night’s highlights and plans for the rest of the tour. The room buzzes with excitement and laughter, everyone riding high on the adrenaline of a successful show. Eventually, we moved the party back to the hotel, opting to have it in Noah’s room since it was big enough for all six of us. The atmosphere remains lively as we gather in his spacious suite, the room filled with laughter and the buzz of post-concert excitement. Nick finds the minibar and starts mixing drinks for everyone while Jolly tunes the room’s sound system to play upbeat music.

We all settle into comfortable spots around the room, the conversation flowing easily. The energy is infectious and feels perfect to wind down after an incredible night. Bryan, ever the documentarian, takes out his camera and starts snapping candid shots of everyone, capturing the joyous moments. At one point, he turns the lens on Noah and me, urging us to pose together. We lean in close, smiling and laughing, feeling more comfortable and connected than ever. As the night wears on, the energy starts to mellow. People begin to stretch out and relax, some even nodding off in their seats. I find myself sitting next to Noah, our shoulders touching. He looks over at me, a soft smile on his face.

Jolly is the first to call it a night, giving me a bear hug before he departs. Everyone else follows him out shortly, leaving just Noah and me alone. The room falls quiet, the earlier buzz of laughter and conversation replaced by a comfortable silence. Noah looks at me, his eyes reflecting the warmth of the evening.

"Guess it's just us now," he says with a gentle smile.

"Looks like it," I reply, feeling nervous and excited. We sit silently for a moment, the atmosphere charged with unspoken words. Noah stands up, walks to the window, and looks at the city lights. I join him, standing close enough to feel the warmth radiating from his body.

"Tonight was amazing," he says softly, his gaze still fixed on the view outside. "I’m thrilled you were here to share it with us."

"Me too," I reply, my voice barely above a whisper.

Noah turns to look at me, his eyes searching mine. "You know, having you here just makes everything feel more real, more special."

My heart races at his words. "I feel the same way. This whole experience has been incredible."

He takes a step closer, closing the distance between us. "Morrigan, I..." He hesitates, then reaches out to gently touch my cheek. We silently stare at one another, the air thick with anticipation and unspoken emotions. Before I can respond, he leans in and kisses me softly, his lips warm and gentle against mine. The kiss is tender yet filled with all the emotions we’ve been too afraid to speak aloud. The kiss grows more heated, fueled by our passion and desire, igniting a fire that burns between us.

As the intensity of the kiss deepens, Noah pulls me closer, his hands tracing the contours of my body. Every touch sends shivers down my spine, igniting a primal need. Lost in the moment, we surrender to the passion building between us. The barriers between us crumble with each kiss, and our connection grows stronger. Time stands still as we explore each other, our bodies moving in perfect harmony.

Eventually, we break apart, breathless and flushed with desire. Noah gazes at me with adoration and longing, his eyes reflecting the depth of his feelings. "Morrigan," he whispers, his voice husky with emotion. "I've been wishing for this for quite some time." I nod, unable to find the words to express the depth of my desires. As we stand there, caught in the aftermath of our passion, I know I need to head to bed, or else things will cross a line that we might not be ready for.

Noah presses his forehead to mine, just enjoying the moment. “I should probably get to bed,” I say softly. He looks into my eyes, silently inviting me to stay the night. “I really should go,” I state. He nods understandingly and walks me three feet to my room. As we stand at my door, there’s a lingering silence between us, filled with unspoken emotions. Noah reaches out and takes my hand, gently squeezing it before giving me another soft kiss.

“Goodnight, Morrigan,” he says softly.

“Goodnight, Noah,” I reply, feeling a sense of longing as I watch him walk away. I step into my room, closing the door behind me, the memory of our shared moment still fresh in my mind. Heading to my bed, I flop face-down onto it, letting a little squeal of excitement out. The events of the evening replay in my mind like a movie, each moment filled with a rush of emotion. I can’t help but smile as I relive the feeling of Noah’s lips against mine, the warmth of his touch, and the intensity of our connection. With a contented sigh, I snuggle into my pillow, grateful for the unexpected turn of events. As sleep begins to claim me, I drift off with thoughts of Noah dancing in my head.

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