Noah had just finished his concert after singing his new album that had made a hit globally, and you sung on it. It had hit over 200 million streams in just 2 and a half months. The title was “Evening Garden”, where you had sung most of the song but he decided to take over for you at the concert, creating a sensation worldwide with the female and male sung version now available everywhere. The way Noah looked at you when you were singing your part was like he was looking at his favorite thing in the world. As soon as the concert ended, he rushed to hug you and spun you around in his arms. “I’m so god damn proud of you, babe!” He beamed up at you before setting you down, hugging you so tight that you probably wouldn’t be able to breathe if you were held there too long.

After a few minutes, you and Noah went back to your hotel room and he tackled you into the bed with kisses in your hair. “You sounded so angelic, darling…” He whispered, his eyes trailing over your face as if you were a literal angel to him. His band was all about anti-religion, but he didn’t care if you were religious or not, you were just beautiful to him in that moment.

His face turned red when you asked him what was wrong, and he nervously laughed and rubbed his neck. “Nothing, darling, I just spaced out…” He looked away while his face turned to a tomato.