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inmydr3amz · 12 days ago

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✦ synopsis: in which you have the hots for your cousin's best friend

⟡ content warnings: fluff, not proofread at all, noah's cousin!reader, accidentally less about ben than anyone else lolololol

✦ word count: 1482

"Oh, come on, Noah, just do me a solid," you beg.

You're both up in his treehouse. He's standing in front of his blackboard analyzing, erasing, rewriting . . . You're sat in his desk chair, spinning it around until it makes you motion sick and you have to stop for a moment before starting up again.

He sighs, looking at you over his shoulder. "I don't know, Y/N . . . You know he went out with Ellie Evans the other night? He's kind of into her."

You make face, bringing the chair to a stop to stare at him. "Ellie Evans? Haven't you been in love with her since, like, ever?"

A hint of a blush crawls up his neck to his face. "Yeah, but she seems to like Ben, so . . ." He shrugs.

"You mean he actually built up the courage to talk to her and you didn't?" He casts you a glare before turning back to his blackboard and you laugh. You slump back in his chair. "Did he go out with her, like, on a date? Or did he go out with her, like, hanging out?"

"Hanging out."

You perk up. "So they're not dating?"

Noah sighs heavily, dreading how you're about to react. "No, they're not," he says slowly.

You smile. "So he's fair game?"

"Y/N, you don't even know him. You only talk to him, like, twice when you come out for the summer," he points out.

You're Noah's cousin. Every summer you and your mom come out to The Vineyard and stay with your aunt and Noah in her BNB. You've had limited interactions with Noah's friend Ben Driskel, mostly at their baseball games or when he comes over to hang out with Noah and you share pleasantries. Last week you even had a full 10 minute long conversation in the living room while he was waiting for Noah, who had gotten stuck helping his mom out in the BNB.

He's really cute and you've always had a thing for him, you've just never had a reason to hang out with him.

Until now. If Noah will give in to your pestering and set you two up.

"Well, I want tot get to know him," you argue. "You don't even have to get me alone with him. Take me out with you two or something."

Noah lets out another heavy sigh, not looking at you as he scribbles across his blackboard. "You understand that if I do this, that's not a guarantee that he'll like you back, right?"

You're giddy now. Practically buzzing in your seat. "Yup. I understand that."

"Then fine. I'll do it. I'll figure something out. Tonight."

You squeal, jumping out of the seat and tackling him into a hug. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

He rolls his eyes affectionately. "Yeah, whatever. Get off me, crazy woman."

You give him one last grateful squeeze before letting go.

★

The fact that this is your best swimsuit does nothing to ease your nerves. You've never felt so self-conscious in a two-piece in your life. And it doesn't help that you've been sitting on your beach towel watching Ben mess around with Eugene by the water all evening instead of, you know, talking to him.

Noah sits next to you, nudging your shoulder with his. "Don't tell me you did all that just to sit here and not talk to him?"

You suck your teeth. "I'm just . . . waiting. For the right time."

He snorts. "You're never gonna talk to him."

"Am too! But if I do it too early I'll seem eager."

"You are eager." You slap him so hard over the shoulder it makes a smacking sound. "Ow!" he exclaims, rubbing at his reddening skin.

Sammy walks over to the two of you and sits across from you. "Why are we picking on Noah? I wanna join in," she teases.

Noah narrows his eyes at her. "Y/N has a thing for Ben but is too scared to talk to him."

Great, get more people involved.

"Noah!" you whine, and he flinches way instinctively before you have a chance to hit him again. He laughs.

"Don't feel bad!" Sammy says. "You have a chance, you know. You can talk to him."

Noah snaps his head around to her, deadpanned. "What do you mean?"

"Well . . ."

"Is Ben into her?" Sammy shrugs, but the look on her face says yes. You feel your heartrate pick up. "Why didn't he tell me?"

She gives him a seriously? look. "You think he's going to tell you he has the hots for your cousin?"

"I—well . . . ," Noah splutters.

Sammy turns back to you. "Talk to him!" she urges, shaking your knees.

You gulp, making a face. "I don't know . . ."

"Trust me." She stands up and forces a sulking Noah up with her. "Ben!" she calls, then winks at you. You whimper.

Ben emerges from the shadows, running over in nothing but swimming trunks.

Jesus. Fucking. Christ.

"What's up?" he asks, putting his hands on his hips as he stands in front of Sammy.

"Where's Eugene?" she asks.

"Wandering off into No Man's Land."

She smirks. "Perfect. Stay here and keep Y/N company. We're gonna go mess with him. Noah—" She yanks Noah by the arm and drags him off into No Man's Land after Eugene, leaving you and Ben alone.

You get all shy all of a sudden, the way you always get around him. You curl your knees up to your chest and drop your gaze to the sand.

He stands above you and you can his feet as he gets closer to you. He kicks at your ankle. A smile curls your lips.

"You're quiet," he says, sitting next to you. "According to Noah, you're always talking his ear off." You let out a little chuckle, shrugging. He reaches out and flicks your nose, making you look at him. "What's wrong?"

You scrunch your face up when he flicks your nose, then shake your head. "Nothing."

"Is it me?"

Your eyes widen in panic. "What? No! No, no, not at all!" you exclaim.

He laughs. "Then what's up with you? You talk to everybody else but me?"

Your mouth falls open. "I talk to you."

"Not tonight! You've been talking to everybody else all night but you freeze up and go all quiet when it's me."

You were hoping no one would notice.

"Well, I—" you stutter.

Then he's up on his feet with no word of warning and pulling on your hands. "Let's go."

"Where are we going?"

"Swimming, since you obviously don't wanna talk to me." He tugs on your hands again and rolls his eyes. "Oh, come on. We're at the beach!"

You sigh, feeling your face heat up as you follow him up. You play along, acting resistant and digging your feet into the sand as he keeps chuckling and pulling you along until you reach the shore, his face brightened with that pretty smile of his.

He yanks you into the water until you're chest-deep. He lets go of your hands and dives into the water, disappearing. You laugh as water splashes you from his dive, then squeal when he grabs your ankles underwater and pulls, making you lose your footing and fall in with him.

You resurface, breathless, giggling. Even more so when he resurfaces himself, ending up right in front of you, and shakes water out of his hair like a dog.

"You gonna talk to me now?" he teases.

You scoff, push at his shoulder. "I've been talking to you!" you exclaim, chuckling.

"Barely." He grasps your elbows and tugs you closer until you're almost flush chest-to-chest. "You're a pretty cool girl, Y/N," he says.

Everything gets serious all of a sudden. It's like all the air has been sucked out of your lungs and all you're left with are his deep brown eyes staring into yours.

What the fuck is happening?

Whatever this moment is, whatever's going on, it ends when Noah starts calling you two from land. You groan and the both of you swim to shore.

"It's getting late," Noah explains as you two walk onto sand. "Eugene's mom already came to pick him up. Your mom will probably come to pick us up soon."

"How late is it?" you ask, picking up your towel and wrapping it around yourself as Ben dries himself off and puts his t-shirt on.

Noah checks his watch. "10:52."

Ben whistles and rolls his towel up, stuffing it in his bag; he shrugs it on. "I'm biking home. Later, guys." He slips his feet into his sneakers and looks right at you. "See you around, Y/N." He gives you a little wave over his shoulder as he walks away.

You could very well pass out.

You squeal a little, leaning against Noah's shoulder as your knees turn to Jell-O.

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