Noah watched Seth very closely, even as Macy asked him if he was okay. Stupid fuck would not take the hint to fuck off. "Okay, let's go."
He wasn't going to take Macy's hand as he wanted to, but instead moved closer to her, as if to walk in the direction of the cemetery's exit. He just rolled his eyes again as Seth continued to talk - thanking Macy for being such a good friend. His blood was still boiling. He did not like the way the other man looked at and spoke to Macy. And maybe he did sound like an overprotective boyfriend, but, hey, if Seth didn't creep so fucking hard, then Noah wouldn't have to try to scare him away.
But, as it was, Seth did not seem to be able to comprehend even the most obvious of hints that his presence was unwanted. He did not take Noah's threats seriously at all, which just wouldn't do. So, as they were leaving, Noah made a decision. He turned around, looking at Seth. "And this is for you being fuck," he said, reeling back his fist and smashing it into Seth's nose. His knuckles immediately hurt.