"Sephy, wake up please," Noah said, shaking me slightly. I whined and pulled the covers tighter around me.

Noah tugged at the covers but failed to get them off of me. "Sephy, please get up. I want to take you out for breakfast."

I perked up at the mention of food, and pulled the covers off of my face to peer up at Noah, who smiled victoriously back at me.

"Where are we gonna go?" I asked, sliding out of the bed slowly and pouting as the cold air nipped at my bare legs.

  "It's your choice but I was thinking maybe IHOP or Bob Evans," he answered, tugging on a pair of jeans.

  "Can we go to Bob Evans? I wanna get their smiley fries!" I brightened at the thought of smiley fries and ran to my room to find an outfit to wear.

  Noah followed me into my room and watched as I searched for a good outfit.

  "Can you pick my outfit for me?" I squeaked, looking over to Noah nervously.

  "Sure," he replied, looking through my closet. He pulled out a long sleeve white shirt and shortalls (A/N I think that's what they call the short overalls at least)

  "Is this okay?" He asked me. I nodded excitedly and reached out for the outfit.

  "We need to change you out of that wet pull-up first, little one," Noah stated, laying the clothes on a nearby dresser and instructing me to lay down. His nickname choice has me blushing.

  He pulled a fresh pull-up from the top drawer of the dresser my clothes laid on, and quickly changed me- all the while I continued to cover my face with the gray fabric of my shirt.

  When the fresh pull-up was secured around my waist, I let the shirt drop from my hands and went to stand up when Noah placed a quick kiss on my forehead.

  My cheeks heated up quickly and I kept my gaze on the ground as I stood up.

  "Can you lift your arms for me?" Noah asked politely. I obliged and he tugged the comfortable pajama shirt over my head and tossed it onto the floor.

  He helped pull the new shirt on and helped me step into the shortalls by letting me hold his shoulder for balance.

  "Since we're gonna be out in public, you need to tell me if you have to use the bathroom. We don't want your pull-up leaking," Noah said, grabbing my hand gently and leading me to his truck.

  He opened the passenger door for me and helped me climb in, buckling my seat belt for me.

  He returned to his side of the car and swiftly buckled himself in, starting up the car.

  "Can I get a smoothie to drink?" I asked Noah as he drove towards the Bob Evans that was on the other side of town.

  "You can get anything you want as long as you will eat it," Noah replied simply, turning on his blinker as he waited for his turn at a four way stop.

  "What're you gonna get, Noah?"

  "No idea," he responded, checking his front mirror before turning.

  "Why're you taking me out?"

  "Because I want to, for one, and for two, you don't have much to eat at home," Noah answered.

  I smiled at him, and looking outside the window to see us pulling into the Bob Evans parking lot.

  I quickly unbuckled my seat belt and went to tug on the door handle when Noah grabbed my wrist gently.

  "I haven't even turned off the truck, Seph. You shouldn't unbuckle or try and open the door until the truck is fully off. I don't want you getting hurt," Noah scolded.

  I nodded at him and tugged open the door as soon as he turned the truck off, skipping towards the entrance, excitedly.

Noah shook his head and rolled his eyes, a small smile playing on his lips as he watched me throw open the doors to the restaurant.

Noah quickly followed me in, walking up to the podium one of the workers stood at.

"Hello, Welcome to Bob Evans. How many people?" The bubbly blonde behind the podium spoke up.

"Just two please," Noah replied, smiling at her.

"Booth or table?" She asked as she motioned us to follow her.

Noah looked to me and I shrugged, causing him to respond with 'Booth'.

The blonde girl led us to a small booth towards the back of the restaurant, setting the menus down in front of us.

"Your server should be here shortly," she informed us, walking back to her podium after stopping to talk to a pretty tan skinned girl. Her skin tone reminded me of Noah's, though slightly darker.

I watched as Noah skimmed the menu, while I left mine untouched on the table. I knew exactly what I wanted.

The pretty tan girl came over to our table, smiling at us as she pulled out a little notepad from her apron.

"Hi, I'm Taylor and I'll be your server for today. Is there anything I can get you guys to drink?" She said politely, clicking the bottom of her pen.

Noah, knowing I wasn't going to speak up, ordered me my smoothie and a Pepsi for himself.

"Thank you," I whispered to Noah as Taylor walked off.

Noah gave me a warm smile, closing his menu. "No problem," he replied. "Am I also ordering your food for you too, then?" He added.

I nodded at him.

"I shouldn't encourage how antisocial you are but I guess today is okay. What do you want?"

"Smiley fries and banana pancakes," I answered easily, feeling my mouth water at the thought of them.

Taylor came back and slid our drinks in front of us, reaching into her apron for the notepad again.

"Are you boys ready to order?"

"Yes, we are," Noah replied, stacking our menus together and setting them in the middle of the table.

"I'd like the Farmers Choice Breakfast," Noah stated. Taylor scribbled that down quickly as she replied with, "Bacon or Sausage?"

Noah clearly said Bacon. "And for him," Noah began as Taylor's pen halted, "an order of Smiley Fries and banana pancakes."

"Will that be all?" Taylor asked as she wrote down my order.

"Yes, Thank you," Noah replied.

Taylor took the menus from the table after tucking her notepad back into her apron and set off to get our orders filled.

The rest of breakfast was pretty quiet. We were both having an issue finding something to talk about. Honestly, it felt like a bad first date, though the food was really nice.

I dislike this chapter but since I wasn't super busy I decided to write it for you guys. Hope you enjoy it anyhow❤️

Not too many chapters left until the end I would assume.