Title:Visceral
Author: Semi
Characters: Luke, Noah, Reid
Series: Chapter II
Disclaimer: I own very little and it doesn’t include these characters…so no suing.
Rating: Mature
Summary: Noah attempts to move on with someone unlikely
A/N: This takes place right after Noah tells Luke he knows about him and Reid. I blame this on my weakness for crack!pairings and Nadine’s cajoling
Noah’s eyes opened slowly as the sun streamed in. He lifted his head and regretted it as the pounding got suddenly unbearable then flopped back down. He looked to his right and almost jumped at the blonde head snuggling him.
“Lu…” he started to say when the other man turned, “Reid.”
And then it all came flooding back to him. Luke and Reid kissing. Drinks at Yo’s. Drinks at Arty’s. The alleyway…the motel room. Fuck.
Noah wasn’t sure what to do now. What did you do when you wake up after having sex with the man who took your boyfriend? Noah tried to sneak out of the bed but Reid’s hold on his waist tightened and then he woke up.
“Morning.” His voice was scratchy in the morning…and deep too. Noah ignored how much that attracted him.
“I…um…” he was interrupted by the ringing of his phone, “I should…”
“Answer it.” Reid finished for him. Noah fumbled around for the phone, uncomfortably aware that the sheet had slipped off of him and now Reid probably had a decent view of his naked ass. Finally he found it.
“Hello?” It was Ali.
“Noah, thank God are you ok?” the panic in her voice made him feel guilty.
“I’m…I’m fine.” He mumbled.
“Where are you?”
“A motel…” he said and glanced at Reid who was watching him.
“Where?”
“Alz…I got drunk last night. I was just sleeping it off.” It wasn’t a lie exactly. Reid was still watching him.
“Noah…that’s not like you.”
“I know…I know. I’m sorry. I’ll be…I’ll be home soon.”
“Ok.” Ali said and then hung up.
“That…that was Allison.” Noah stammered out.
“So I gathered.” How was he so calm about all of this when Noah was all nerves?
“I should um…I should go.” Noah couldn’t help his stutter. He rarely…actually never found himself in these types of situations. He was at a loss for what to do.
“You sure that’s what you want to do?” Reid cocked his head to the side. Noah could only nod in response. He sprinted out of the bed and scrambled for his boxers, pants, and shirt putting them on as quickly as possible fully aware that Reid’s eyes were studying him.
Noah was halfway through the door way before he stopped and turned to look at Reid. He was sitting upright in the bed…half his body covered by the very thin blanket…hair ruffled. Noah didn’t want to think about how attractive he looked in that moment, so he closed his eyes and inhaled.
“This…what we did…it…”
“I got it, boy scout, it never happened.” Reid finished for him.
“Yeah.” Noah said before he bolted.
******
Ali had already left for work by the time Noah got home and he was thankful for that. He needed to shower and get the images of him and Reid out of his head before he could face anyone. The first thing Noah did was take an aspirin for his migraine and then go to the bathroom where he took a long hot shower.
It wasn’t until he had cleared the mist from the mirror that he really took a look at himself. His eyes were a bit bloodshot and his lips had a bruised look. His neck had several, red spots traveling from his Adam’s apple down to his clavicle and then spread out over his chest. Fuck. As he continued to take inventory of the new marks on his body Noah was brought back to the night before. All he could see were Reid’s hands and his mouth and his caresses and then a flash of brown eyes. Just like that all switched to Luke and a wave of guilt washed over him.
“What the hell did you do Noah….you fucking idiot?” he asked out loud. His migraine returned with a vengeance just then, so he decided to take a nap. Maybe that would help.
*****
Noah woke up with a start when he heard the phone ring.
“Hello?”
“Sorry did I wake you?” Ali’s voice was apologetic over the phone.
“Yeah…” Noah rubbed his eyes, “but it’s ok. I should be awake anyway. What’s up?”
“My shift is ending soon…”
“Already?”
“It’s almost 8 Noah…”
“Oh my God…” Noah sighed and Ali giggled.
“That’s what happens when you drink yourself into oblivion. Anyway Casey convinced me that we should hang out…”
“Have fun…”
“All four us Noah.”
“Four?”
“You, me, Casey, and Hunter.” Ali explained.
“Um…sure.” Noah said. The distraction would be nice.
“Ok…see you in a bit.”
“Bye Alz.”
“You know you’re the only one ever allowed to call me that.” She said before hanging up.