Through the Screen
Chapter 7
"oh so someone is actually cooking today," adrian commented sarcastically, bumping his hip into abel 's and abel just ruffled his hair fondly, turning his attention back to the stir fry.
"shut up," abel rolled his eyes, watching as adrian filled up a glass of water, sipping on it while leaning against the counter. "how's the preparation for math going?"
"good, i had a few problems but i asked dad," adrian shrugged. "who struggled by the way," he added and abel chuckled, shaking his head, his stomach still twisting at what happened earlier today.
noah hadn't spoken to him since then. not even agreeing to help abel in making dinner, saying that he had a few important emails to draft.
"what are you making?" the younger boy peeked into the fry pan, and abel leaned forward to kiss the top of his head.
"mexican," abel replied and adrian just nodded appreciatively before walking out of the kitchen.
noah was sat in the living room, his fingers almost cramped from the amount of unnecessary emails that he had drafted for the sole reason that he didn't want to be around abel. at least not for a while.
very soon, because either they will be too consumed in their own work to notice or they will simply grow out
not like it was the first time they had
reoccurring, so noah rested his mind for a while, stretching his fingers
him what he was making as he poured a cup of water in the
are you doing?" abel 's voice was soft, trying to break the tension but he did not tear his
the kettle beeped,
no clean mugs?" noah mumbled to himself, silently blaming adrian to be even clumsier than him and
of our beloved son," abel replied rolling his eyes, glad that there was at
furrowed his eyebrows as abel nodded guiltily and noah just shook his head, too aware
told him, a small smile
his shoulder and noah let out a breathy laugh, pushing his glasses up his nose in the