Fic: Last Night (Generator Rex, Noex)
Title: Last Night
Fandom: Generator Rex
Rating: MA for sexual content
Warnings/Promises: Sexual content between young adults.
Words: 5,801
Summary: Noah's heading out to college in the morning. This is how he spends his last night with his best friend. Establishing Noex.
Author's Note: Enjoy!
I have no lid upon my head,
But if I did, you could look inside
And see what's on my mind.
It's you.
Dave Matthews Band, "Let You Down"
One
Relax. Things are going to be fine. Everything already is fine. Just breathe and try to enjoy yourself. Noah followed his advice and took a steadying breath to settle his nerves.
It was the night before he was setting out to college which ostensibly meant this was the last night he would have with his best friend until the Winter break and he wanted to make the most of it; and to do that he needed Rex in a good mood. And he knew the best way to do that was to put Rex in charge of what they did.
He was more than pleasantly surprised when Rex said he wanted to stay in and watch movies and just hang out at his house. A part of him was suspicious by the seemingly normal plan while at the same time he didn't want to look a gift horse in the mouth in case it decided to bite him for staring and for the moment Noah was keeping his thoughts to himself.
And it was slowly driving him crazy.
Knowing the types of activities Rex considered entertaining (things like bike racing and taking a nice scroll through The Zoo in Providence HQ) and how most of them usually ended up with a trip to Doctor Holiday's office to patch them up, Noah couldn't stop his initial freak out at the idea of what Rex would suggest they do. Which is why the unexpected movie night was making him feel cagey; it was something Noah would suggest they do, not Rex. Noah couldn't figure it out.
"Are you sure you don't wanna go sky diving or street race some bikers?"
Rex laughed at the ideas. "Nah, there's no thrill in racing when I already know I'd win. Plus, I've been wanting to see this," he explained pulling out a DVD of the recent "3:10 to Yuma" remake.
And so they did.
Rex seemed to be enjoying the movie because Noah spent most of it watching Rex, memorizing what it felt like to hang out with him. He made a mental note to rent it again one day so he could fill in the blanks.
Noah needed this night to be about them. In the morning he would be leaving to start his college life in Boston. It would be months before he would get a chance to hang out with his best friend again. While the challenge of higher education and living on his own excited him, he was having some difficultly with leaving everything and everyone he grew up with behind; mainly the EVO sitting beside him.
He was going to miss Rex and planned to make these last hours together memorable, especially since the last time they hung out it had ended badly. It had been so bad Rex had stormed off angry at him and Noah was completely clueless as to why. He called and texted Rex and when he received no reply he headed to Providence only to have Bobo tell him "The chief's busy." Disappointed and angry in his own right Noah returned home and finished the day by stuffing his belongings into cardboard boxes.
Noah still didn't understand what had happened that day. He planned to ask Rex at some point but when he appeared at the door all apologetic smiles and eyes bright with mischief Noah forgave him and refrained from asking for an explanation, fearing it would spoil the good vibe they had going. But that didn't mean he wasn't curious about why Rex had been so upset with him. Perhaps he could bring it up randomly one day. Hey Rex, thanks for showing up at my graduation! By the way, do you remember that time six years ago when you so mad at me? What was up with that?
Imagining Rex's confused response to the question made him smile, chasing way his bitter thoughts that something would ruin this night. Things were going far too well. He couldn't help but worry it was only a matter of time before things turned sour.
He knew he could be putting too much pressure on himself but he felt there was a tension between the two of them. After all, he and Rex hadn't resolved anything from their earlier fight.
Something about him still bothered Rex. Noah was sure of it. He just didn't know what it was. And not knowing was putting him on edge. Despite the fun they were having now Noah didn't think it meant Rex was completely over what made him stalk off in the first place. It was obvious what he needed to get Rex to tell him why he was upset with Noah, but he feared the automatic dampener that would put on the mood.
"How great was that? That was a good movie," Rex declared standing up to stretch.
Noah blinked out of his thoughts and focused on the TV. The credits were scrolling up the screen. Noah smirked.
"Yeah," he agreed unconvincingly.
"Do you think there'll be a sequel?" Rex joked.
"I highly doubt that, but you never know with Hollywood."
Rex chuckled and reached down to grab a handful of red licorice from the tall plastic jug on the coffee table. Wordlessly he handed Noah his share before he happily stuffing his mouth with candy.
Watching Rex eat told Noah it was time for something more substantial than red licorice and popcorn. He pulled out his phone and did want most teenage boys did when they were hungry; make someone else cook for them.
Dialing their favorite pizzeria, Noah ordered two supreme pizzas, one for each of them, and then suggested they go into the garage and play a few rounds of table tennis as they waited for the pizza to arrive.
Rex was in the garage before Noah had laced up his shoes.
Unsurprisingly, Rex won most of the games. Noah didn't mind though, he could tell his skills were a bit rusty, but that doesn't really mean anything in table tennis. He still managed to win two games and that counted as a small victory when playing against Rex, he had beaten his personal best against the strong hitting EVO.
They continued playing when the pizza arrived, much to the chagrin of Steven, the delivery guy. Rex tried to test his ability with multiple partners by convincing Steven into a two on one match against him with Noah. It didn't work out. Noah made sure he tipped Steven well for handling Rex's persistence well.
At Noah's suggestion they ate on the garage roof. He knew full well it was one of Rex's favorite places in the house and that Rex wouldn't say no.
Wrapping an arm around Noah's shoulders Rex jumped up into the garage roof where they lounged on the low slope and ate their pizza in relative silence.
Noah stared up into the night trying to remember which constellations he was looking at, but nope, none of the astronomy lessons had stuck. Besides here in the city it was more likely those twinkling lights were actually satellites winking back earth's light.
He opened his mouth to share his thoughts with Rex when his vision was filled with the EVO's silhouette looming over him. He turned his head to fully face him. "What?"
Rex stared at him for a moment, searching for the words. "I'm glad I came over," he finally managed, nodding once and then moving back to his place next to Noah. "Also, I ate the last slice," he grinned and hopped off the roof before Noah could retaliate.
Crazy, how it feels tonight.
Crazy, how you make it all right.
Dave Matthews Band, "Crush"
Two
Rex had very little experience with sleep overs. Noah knew that. When he was living with him during the repairs to Providence HQ Rex spent most of his time in front of the TV, watching his Spanish soap operas until he passed out on the couch. Since EVOs don't bother with keeping their raging mutations within business hours, Rex was always on call. So he took naps whenever he could get them, often while Noah was trying to study or raise his social status by hanging out with Claire.
But now all of Noah's homework was done, Claire had already moved into her dorm a week ago, and he and Rex were running out of time before they would be able to do this again, if they ever could. Idly Noah wondered how different things would be between them when he returned from school.
Completely unaware of his friend's stirring thought Rex walked over to the opposite side of Noah's bedroom Rex took to his usual spot on the floor when he stayed over. Noah climbed into his bed and stared at the ceiling. He was tired but reluctant to end this last night with Rex.
Apparently Rex had the same thought.
"Oh, hey did I tell you about the email Six sent me?"
"No," Noah replied curiously.
Rex smiled like Noah had just given him the vest gift of all time. "There nothing in the email but an attachment of the full Providence Code of Conduct for Active Agents."
Noah rolled onto his side, curious. He had seen the thick rule book when he was first recruited by Providence and knew Rex must have done something huge to get Six to attach the two thousand page document. "What did you do?"
"Well, do you remember that little incident at the ball park last week?"
"Yes." Noah winced and then he laughed as he recalled that crazy phone call.
"This was much worse."
"Oh, damn."
The room grew slightly brighter with the light from Rex's cell phone. "I guess he's trying a new way to punish me. Check this out: All Active Agents are to treat all members of the public with the proper respect and under no circumstances…"
Soon enough Noah's eyes drifted closed and he fell asleep to the monotone sound of Rex baritone reciting regulation after regulation.
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Noah woke with two eyes staring down at him utterly freaking him out. "AH!" he screamed sitting up.
"Shh, Noah. Relax. It's only me."
"Rex?" Noah asked redundantly. He held a hand to his chest; he could feel his heart hammering hard against his ribcage in his panic.
"Yeah. Sorry, about that. Your alarm was going off, but you weren't waking up."
"Wha-?" Noah moved his hand from his chest to push Rex off to the right so he could see the digital alarm clock on his desk. Piercing green light read out the time. 6:15AM. Great. "I totally forgot to change that," Noah groaned and rolled his eyes. "Can you hand me that?"
"I'll change it," Rex offered. "What time did you want to wake up?"
"Not now that's for sure," Noah scoffed and yawned. "Ten-thirty is fine."
Rex got up and placed a finger on the top of the clock and soon the room was filled with the familiar whirl of nanites. Noah watched with the same fascination he always felt when Rex did what Rex does best; control active nanites. Soft blue light radiated from his forearm as the electric lines of working nanites traveled down the length of his arm to the top of the alarm clock.
"Aaand done," Rex announced flexing his fingers.
Noah snorted and hugged himself. "Show off."
"You know it." There was enough predawn light streaming into the room for Noah to see Rex grinning with pride. He smiled lazily at him and chuckled in the back of his throat. Rex's grin faltered. He looked at Noah and for the second time that night he looked as if he wanted to say something important, but once again he stopped the words from coming out.
Noah sighed tiredly. "I wish you'd just come out with it."
"C-come out with what?" Rex stammered, clearly caught off guard by his question.
"With whatever it was you've been struggling to say." Noah rubbed the sleep out of his eyes. He hadn't meant to speak his thoughts but now that he had he was going to see it through. Maybe he would finally get the answers to he had been waiting to hear since Rex stormed off.
When he looked back up at his friend he had to resist the urge to get up and hug him. He looked lost, unsure. It was so un-Rex like it bothered Noah to see him this way.
"I'm going to miss you." Though he said it quietly Noah was able to hear him.
A smile tugged at the sides of his face. He couldn't believe this was what Rex couldn't say. "I am going to miss you too, buddy." The smile faded when Rex winced at the word buddy.
"You are usually so good at this kind of thing. Why don't you understand" Rex huffed and squeezed his gloved fists.
Noah blinked. He thought he did understand. Rex was afraid. For all his talents and all his bravado that didn't protect Rex from experiencing loss. Already Rex had lost so much in his young life; too much, in Noah's opinion. And now he thought he was losing him, too.
"Everything's going to be fine, Rex. I'm going but I am not leaving you. So you don't have to worry about me."
"And what if I want to worry about you? What if I like it?"
Noah stared at him. Trying to figure out what Rex was really asking him. But it appeared Rex had given up on waiting for Noah to guess Rex's true intentions as he leaned forward and pressed his lips to Noah's, only in the dark his aim was off and he kissed his lower lip and chin. Noah pulled away but Rex moved forward and kissed him again, this time square on the lips. Noah's body froze with tension. His head buzzed as he tried to take in what was happening.
"Rex, wait-Stop."
At the word, Rex did. He pulled back and stared at Noah with his eyes half closed.
"Can we talk about this?" he asked breathlessly.
"Yeah, sure," Rex agreed his mouth slightly open looking as if talking was the last thing he wanted to do.
Rex wasn't going to speak unless he had to which left Noah being the one who would have to start what was sure to be a very uncomfortable conversation.
He made a fist and put to his lips and tried not to think about how he could still feel Rex's touch as he cleared his throat. "So, uh, ahem, so you wanna tell me where that came from?"
"I thought that would be obvious," Rex replied unkindly.
Noah felt himself bristle. He knew Rex was attempting to get a rise out of him, hoping to make prying answers out of him so difficult it would make Noah so frustrated that he wouldn't want to speak to him at all. Though such tactics might work on White Knight and Doctor Holiday, Rex was going to find out he wouldn't be as successful this time. Noah could be just as stubborn as him if not more so when it came to finding out the truth.
With his resolve strengthened Noah stared into Rex's blushing face. "No, it's not obvious. You are going to have to explain yourself."
"Noe, I'm sorry."
Noah held up a hand, stopping Rex from continuing. "Don't. Don't apologize unless you regret kissing me. Just tell me why you did it." Though he hadn't been expecting it Noah couldn't say he was entirely unhappy with this sudden development, even if he was still trying to process what it all meant.
"You know I'm not good at that kind of thing."
Noah nodded in agreement. It wasn't as if Rex couldn't explain himself with words, but he had been taught by Six anything you had to say could be better expressed through action. Which Rex had taken to heart. It was pretty much all he knew. Rex, Noah's man of action.
"Oh, my god," Noah started to laugh lowly when something clicked in his head. "You are so god damn lame, Rex." He gestured for Rex to sit next to him.
With reluctance Rex did as he was instructed, confusion knitting his brows together.
"Is that why you're mad at me, because you were trying to confess to me while I was in La-La Land getting ready to leave?"
Rex cleared his throat but remained quiet.
"Ha, I'm right," he chuckle, having correctly interpreted Rex's silence. "Holy crap, you are so lame. Like epically lame."
The insult seemed to help Rex find his voice. "That's a bit harsh, Noe."
"But totally accurate." If he was trying to look for sympathy from Noah he wasn't going to find it. "I can't believe you are telling me this now."
"What do you want me to say? 'Noah, you mean a lot to me, but I didn't know how much until you started talking about college?' Because that's the truth."
"Dude, I've been talking about college since I was ten years old."
"Yeah, I know, but I didn't…I didn't know that…I thought you'd be going somewhere here, you know, close by not on the other side of the country." Rex sighed in frustration and stared down at his lap.
Noah followed his line of sight. He was flexing and unclenching his fingers, his nerves making him fidget. Noah couldn't believe he was able to make Rex nervous. "Look, I know my timing couldn't have been worse, and you obviously don't feel the same way, so let's forget this ever happened and start over again. Sound good?"
Noah felt anger stirring within him like a bad case of indigestion. "What do you mean by that?"
"Which part?"
"The obviously I don't feel the same way towards you bit."
Rex's face fell. "Well, you didn't kiss me back," he tripped over the word kiss as if it offended him.
"So, just because I didn't respond the way you wanted me to when you surprise kissed me, you automatically thought it meant I don't want you to ever kiss me?" Noah challenged. He could feel his face heat up as he spoke, but as embarrassing as it was to say it didn't lessen the truth of his words. After his mom and dad, Rex was the most important person in his life; it wasn't difficult for him to see his growing affection for Rex was toeing the boundary between bro-mance and romance. Could it be since he believed it was a one sided feeling doomed to fail before it ever began that he had missed the same signs coming from Rex? That definitely seemed to be the case.
He looked into Rex's face and the sadness and distress of losing someone he cared about made Noah's heart twist with a need to erase those fears from his eyes. The revelation brought a grin to his face. "I'm also pretty lame, huh?"
Confusion broke through the anxiety until there was a matching grin over his lips. "Epically so," Rex agreed.
Just for an evening
When we make
Our passion pictures
You and me, twist up,
Secret creatures
And we'll stay here.
Tomorrow go back to being friends
Dave Matthews Band, "Say Goodbye"
Three
"So, where do we go from here?" Rex asked tentatively.
"I don't know," Noah answered with a shrug. His face heated with a blush as he thought about the utterly unexpected turn of events. Hours before they had been sorta having a fight and now they were - Noah didn't know what they were now, but he did know that - "The kissing was nice," he finished out loud. Realizing Rex had heard him he continued. "Maybe now that I know we are on the same page, we could try again."
"Oh, I meant like are we dating now? B-but it's nice to know the kiss was nice."
And just like that, all the time Noah spent daydreaming about how smooth he would be when he finally confessed to Rex turned to dust. The reality was full of embarrassment and stuttering and was oddly formal sounding. It was as if they no longer knew how to behave around each other.
On the bright side, at least Rex was just as hopeless as he was. Oddly, realizing that made Noah relax. Rex wasn't putting on an act, this was real. Rex liked him. Rex like-liked him and wanted to be with him. Even though Rex's timing was absolutely abysmal Noah was excited to finally - finally know for sure if his feelings for Rex were reciprocated or doomed to be one-sided.
"I don't think we're ready to go all the way yet, but maybe a little exploration would be okay."
"That sounds incredibly romantic," Rex mocked, throwing Noah a smirk.
"Shut up," Noah defended. "I've never done this before."
Rex's cockiness melted into affection and he surged forward to claim Noah's lips again. Noah was unable to stop the moan that reverberated through him. That sound encouraged Rex to kiss him again and again, drawing out more mewling sounds from Noah. Noah's earlier embarrassment fleed as his awareness of anything that wasn't Rex on top of him faded away. He needed more contact with Rex. He craved it. His hands wandering under Rex's shirt, his palms tracing up his back, feeling Rex's muscles ripple under his touch.
On instinct Noah spread his legs, giving Rex more space to hover on top of him.
"Noah," Rex breathed, his hips slamming down into Noah. Noah looked up to see Rex's eyelids flickering
"Looks like I found a sweet spot." Noah teased and ran his fingertips over Rex's back. The EVO bit on his lower lip as he shuddered with pleasure.
Idly, Noah wondered if Rex would orgasm just from this. Certainly, his brain was short-circuiting the longer Noah touched him. With one more long stroke, Noah relented. He didn't want this moment to end prematurely and from the way Rex was grinding against him, there was a real possibility that could happen if he continued.
Rex sagged against him relief. "Oh, Dios Mio," Rex groaned into Noah's neck. "That was intense."
"I'll say. It's a wonder my pelvis hasn't been pulverized already."
Rex bit his lip again. "I'm sorry," he apologized, "It's just, I've wanted this- I've wanted you for so long. And honestly, I didn't know I react that way. Somehow, you discover more about me than I know about myself."
Noah didn't have a clue how to respond to that so instead, he placed his hands on either side of Rex's face and tugged, wordlessly asking Rex to lean down so he could kiss him. Rex eagerly kissed him back. They were getting pretty damn good at kissing. Noah would have been content just doing this for the rest of the morning. For the rest of his life, even. Rex seemed to have similar thoughts. His kisses going from desperate to tentative, slowly taking his time as if he was now aware that their first kiss wasn't going to be their last one. That now he was able to kiss Noah the way he wanted to.
Rex was a quick learner. He began peppering Noah's face with kisses, traveling over his jaw and down his neck, the more he did the less fumbling he became, and his confidence grew in his ability to drive Noah wild. It may have been a mix of punishment for teasing him so much after finding one of his erogenous zones and his desire to find a spot similar to drive Noah insane. Either way, it was working. Noah bucked and mewled and gasped as Rex explored his body.
Rex grinned against his skin as he chuckled when Noah let out a choking gasp as Rex nibbled on his throat right over his Adam's Apple. "Looks like I'm not the only one with a special spot."
"Uh-huh," Noah could do nothing be cling onto Rex and remember how to breathe as Rex tortured him. His teeth grazed over the sensitive skin followed by a long suck on his lips. Goosebumps bloomed over Noah's arms. His pulse raced and he reached out and renewed his attention to Rex's back. Noah's nails lightly scraped over the gorgeous dark skin. Rex bucked wildly and shuddered then went still.
"Noah-"
Noah blinked up at him. "Did you just-"
"Yep," Rex squeaked breathlessly. He leaned forward placing his forehead on Noah's shoulder. "Well, that was completely embarrassing."
Noah didn't know what was more ridiculous the fact that Rex had just come in his PJ bottoms or that Noah had been the one to cause it. Noah started laughing. It started off as a chuckle but soon it was a full-on belly laugh.
Rex lifted his head and moved to lay on his side next to Noah. "It's not that funny," Rex said but he was grinning as he said it.
"It is a bit," Noah countered, sighing as he calmed down. "But it's also a little sexy," he added and placed a hand on his groin and rolled his hips making sure Rex could feel exactly how sexy Noah found it.
"Yeah," Rex said and surged forward. Noah's laughter was swallowed by Rex's lips.
"Oh god," Noah moaned as Rex palmed the outline of his erection. He looked down and his breath hitched when he saw Rex toying with the elastic band of his pants "Please." Normally, Noah would be flustered by how much begging he was doing, but his lust filled body had overtaken any rational thought. All he knew was that he didn't want Rex to stop, wanted him to do more. "Touch me, Rex. Please."
Rex hummed and his hand dripped underneath and grabbed ahold of him. Noah's head snapped back and he moaned. He couldn't watch anymore. He was feeling too much, he couldn't handle both the visual and physical stimulation at the same time. Rex pumped his fist slowly, focusing his attention on the head of Noah's cock.
"Wow, Noah, you're leaking like crazy." Rex picked up his pace. There was a sticky sucking sound as Rex used Noah's leakage as a lubricant.
Noah's eyes were screwed shut, his hand had a tight grip on Rex's shoulder as he marveled at how good it felt to have someone else...no, not just someone, but Rex, touch him like this. He didn't want it to end. Then Rex moved and returned to kiss along his neck.
"Fuuah-ck," Noah whined.
Rex responded by sucking harshly on the side of Noah's neck. There was sure to be a bruise left behind. Noah found he didn't mind having a souvenir of this moment that extended beyond his memory.
Rex tightened his hold on Noah's cock as he sped up the increase of pressure causing Noah to squirm and gasp as he orgasm built towards its breaking point. He clamped a hand over his mouth to stop the scream of pleasure from waking up the neighborhood as he came.
"Beautiful," Rex murmured kissing Noah's shoulder. He released Noah and got up from the bed. Noah watched for a moment about to ask where he was going when he saw Rex grab a few tissues from the box sitting on Noah's desk, wiping his hands of Noah's release before tossing it onto the small trashcan under the desk.
Rex returned to the bed and gathered Noah into his arms. He sagged into Rex's embrace and closed his eyes. He felt blissful and boneless. He could sleep for a week. Of course, that's when his alarm went off.
In unison, both boys broke out into laughter.
"No rest for the wicked," Noah intoned, rolling out of bed to turn the damned alarm off.
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"So this is really happening, isn't it?" Rex asked looking around the room at the sealed moving boxes. "You're really going?"
"Of course it is, you big lug," Noah smiled, but it didn't reach his eyes. There was sadness in Rex's voice that wouldn't allow his smile to feel as happy as he should.
Rex opened his mouth to say something but must have thought better of it because he closed his mouth and looked away from Noah. Noah tried not to take it personally.
Noah sighed. He wasn't sure how he could convince Rex that he was only letting the world borrow him for a while. He would come back. Sooner than he thought.
"Don't worry, Rex. I'll be kicking your butt in basketball before you know it," Noah promised and placing a hand on Rex's cheek he reached up and kissed him briefly. When he pulled away, Rex was smiling.
"I'm looking forward to it."
Noah felt different, warm and fuzzy like he was drunk and sober at the same time.
As he loaded the last of his books he felt something heavy press against his backside, followed by arms wrapping around his middle and a breath of hot air as Rex chuckled against the nape of his neck before planting a quick kiss on his shoulder.
"You get touchy-feely when you're happy, did you know that?" Noah observed turning in Rex's embraced so the EVO could kiss him.
"Can you blame me?"
Noah laughed. "I suppose not."
Rex took his hand in his. He stared that their entwined fingers as he spoke. "You know if you'd ask I might be able to get a transfer to the East Coast office."
"I know you could," Noah smiled as a thrill of happiness went through him at the idea. It would be great if Rex could come with him. But then his smile thinned as his daydream faded and he sobered. "And that's why I am not asking."
Rex looked up at that, hurt danced across his face before he could hide it.
"Don't look at me like a wounded puppy, you know better. And don't think I don't love that fact you'd follow me to Boston because I do. This is your home as much as it is mine. And while we both know I can't stop you from doing what you want to do, and it may sound incredibly corny to you, but when I come back here I want to know that I'll be coming back home. And it wouldn't feel like it without you. Plus I will sleep better knowing you are watching out for things here. So will you stay here and wait for me?"
Rex sniffed. "Well, damn. I can't say no to that."
Noah rewarded him with a great big grin. They hugged, and Noah kissed his cheek which made both of their bodies several degrees warmer and their faces several shades darker when they parted. It was funny how that simple show of affection, as new as it was, seemed too as intimate as anything they'd done in bed last night. "Thank you."
"Ready to go?" A new voice asked. They turned around and saw Agent Six leaning against a white Providence transport vehicle parked along the curb.
A jolt of fear shot through Noah and he tugged against Rex trying to separate, but Rex held him close. Which spoke volumes to Noah. "Just a sec," he yelled at his partner. To Noah, he whispered. "I'll miss you."
"I'll miss you, too. Try not to get into too much trouble while I'm gone, alright?"
"I'll try," Rex agreed, staring at Noah longingly. Ignoring the fact that Six was probably watching Noah reached up and pulled Rex into a deep kiss.
"Alright, break it up, you too. I don't want to have to arrest you for indecent exposure," Six's voice cut in. It was much closer than before.
Noah pulled away blushing furiously, but when he looked up to see Six was walking up the driveway toward them he saw the man was smiling, honest to God, smiling at them.
"You don't have the power to arrest anybody," Rex informed him but released Noah all the same; though Rex then wrapped his arm over Noah's shoulder. It was like Rex was having trouble letting him go; not that Noah was complaining.
"You'd be surprised." Was all that Six said in response.
"Let's go, Rex. We're about to be late for a briefing."
"Okay," Rex said resigned. He pulled Noah into another hug. It didn't last long, as if Rex was afraid if had he wouldn't have the strength to let go. Noah could relate since he felt the same way. He was another great kiss away from giving up his college career if it meant another moment longer with Rex.
"Can we stop for some food first. I'm starving," Rex asked Six.
"If you behave and leave the radio alone."
Rex groaned and threw up his arms like a petulant child. "Fine. But I get to pick where we go." He declared stomping off towards the awaiting vehicle.
Noah chuckled and a pang of longing swept through him. His laugh turned Six's attention back to him.
"I am not going to tell him, but if you can assure me that you will keep things PG I'll find ways to assign him to missions near the Boston area."
"Um."
"It won't be very often," Six interrupted, "but more than none."
"Oh, wow. That's great. Thank you," Noah stumbled, unsure of how to respond.
"Don't mention it," Six stared at him for a moment, that's when Noah noticed he hadn't promised he would keep things PG with Rex. He opened his mouth to give his word when Six held out his hand. "Good luck to you, Nixon."
Noah shook it. "Thank you, sir. I'm going to do my best."
"Good to hear." And with that Six turned on his heel and stalked after Rex who was having trouble opening the driver side door. Noah smirked as he watched Six shoo away Rex and climbed into the driver's seat. Soon enough, the large white vehicle roared to life and they were off.
He waved at Rex until they turned a corner, then he got into his Jeep.
Turning up the volume on the radio to high, because he could, Noah pulled out of the driveway and headed down the road.