Through the Screen

it's six thirty when noah tiredly rings the doorbell, his fingers already working to loosen the black tie around his neck as he waits patiently for the door to open.

he still did not expect abel to be home, because it had been far too many times that he's called in, yet again breaking his promises. his reasons included being suddenly caught up in work, or something related to chris.

of course.

ten seconds later the door was opened by adrian, as usual, already dressed in his pajamas, a welcoming smile on his face and his hair sweeping messily across his forehead.

"hey buddy," noah fondly ruffled his hair, crouching slightly so he could hug adrian, before walking into the house, and dropping his brief case on one of the dining chairs, where adrian had his school work spread out.

"hi dad, how was work?" he asked, sitting down where he previously was, proceeding to chew on his pen again.

"it was okay, why aren't you studying in your room?" noah furrowed his eyebrows slightly, his voice travelling farther as he went into the kitchen, filling up a glass of cold water before gulping it down.

"oh because papa asked me to get out," adrian explained and noah lowered the glass from his mouth. wow, abel actually kept his promise for once. "he is changing the sheets,"

"oh okay," noah gave him a small smile, kissing his forehead and ascending to his own room, pulling at the tie around his neck and flinging it carelessly on the bed before unbuttoning his shirt. he was only halfway through when abel entered, a pile of fresh looking clothes in his hands.

"someone's looking sexy," abel commented cheekily, winking at noah and noah just shook his head fondly at the dorky gesture, his fingers resuming the action of unbuttoning his shirt.

"when did you come back?" noah questioned, raising his eyebrows slightly as he dug through his closet to find a comfortable jumper as the weather seemed kind of unforgiving today.

"around two hours ago, i came here fifteen minutes after i ended your call," abel explained, shuffling through the recently washed clothes, sorting them out so they can be put in either of their cupboards.

"alright, can you check if there is a warm sweater or a full sleeved t-shirt in that pile? it's kind of cold," noah asked, beginning to unbuckle his belt as abel pulled out a plain black jumper.

"here,"

"but that's your jumper,"

we're married noah, we can share clothes

noah mumbled, rolling his eyes slightly at the memory as he ignored the jumper in abel 's hand and took out

statement and he just bit his lip, avoiding to look in

said i was

his legs in a hurry, pulling on some sweatpants before walking out of the room, not bothering to hear abel 's

concerned look towards noah as he clumsily drank another glass of water, and noah just nodded, giving him a

the low temperature and his hair slightly wet from the freezing rain. chris was walking him home today, instead of driving, because the roads were extremely slippery and chris was just a learner, who

did not want abel to go alone

protect himself or chris was just making sure that he got home safe. abel was

alternatively when he couldn't drive, or his car was busy with his roommate pj. sometimes abel would drop

today was no different.

that abel was really annoyed at a few people at work, who had tried to copy his ideas and tried to mess up all the hardwork he had put in, in a certain

chest ached at the thought of

so distant. some days, noah wouldn't even kiss abel goodnight or ask about his day, and those nights abel would get the worst

abel out of his thoughts when chris grabbed his hand and pulled him to his side, allowing a

and chris just squeezed his hand, and abel felt slightly better, because his hand was warm and comforting and he did not

had any feelings towards chris, he loved noah and only him. chris was a great person, no doubt, but abel

the house and found the kitchen turned upside down, into a complete mess and all the cupboards open. it was not everyday he walked in on this and when he did, he usually just sighed to himself

was aching by the time he made his way to his room, trying hard to ignore the messy living room and the way noah's papers were scattered all over the dining.

abel tried to strike up a conversation but noah just looked up and gave

how was work?" he asked, although abel

warm to wear but

noah replied ignorantly and abel shut his closet with a loud slam, annoyed that he couldn't wear anything warm. he gave up after that, getting rid of his shoes and slipping in his side of the bed, his clothes