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Alexa play “For Us” by V

I love this, thank you 🥹

Tina, my dear! I hope you’re doing great!

I hoping to request a headcanon of Noah, where the reader moves to California when they’re teenagers, before the days of Bad Omens and they both miss each other deeply. I’ll leave it up to you if they reunite or not.

I’m basing this request off my favorite song right now “For Us by V”

Thank you 😊

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With a sigh, Noah pushed the car further down the store isles, tossing in things he needed to fill up the new house.

Him and Jolly recently moved to California in hopes of make the dream of Bad Omens come true. They recently released their self entitled album and knew that Los Angeles is where they needed to be; both nicks staying back home in Virgina.

The dream of making it wasn't the only reason why he needed to come to California.

His heart had been here for the last 10 years after one of his childhood friends moved here.

His first and only love.

His first kiss.

You.

It had been nearly eight years since he last spoke to you, both of you getting lost in life and adulthood that you two drifted apart.

He thought about reaching out to you when he moved here almost six months ago but you had a different number, his original message going undelivered.

I know it's been awhile but I'm moving to L.A and I'd love to see you again, angel.

Another sigh and adjusting the beanie on his head, Noah turned the corner into the other isle that held all of the cleaning supplies.

He was so lost in his thoughts of you that he crashed his cart into another one, the noise echoing loudly in the store.

"Oh shit. I'm sorry," Noah cursed his apology.

"It's alright. I was too busy looking at my list to watch where I was going."

That voice.

Noah's head snapped up from the dirty floor and eyes immediately connected with the pair of dark ones that haunted his dreams for the last ten years.

Even the aged face and longer hair couldn't hide you. Noah knew his first love.

His angel.

You sucked in a breath. "No-Noah?"

His heart was beating so fast, nearly jumping in his throat, he could barley speak your name.

"You look different. A good different," you let out a nervous breath, those almond eyes making you nervous like they always used too.

You could still faintly remember how his lips tasted the first time you two kissed, right before you moved away.

A kiss you thought about for the last ten years.

You thought about reaching out to him when you first heard Bad Omens self entitled album, the proudness nearly bursting through your chest. But you lost all of your contacts when you switched numbers and couldn't remember the last two digits of his number.

"Angel," he finally uttered the nickname that made your head spin.