Through the Screen

"should i wear my blue jersey or is it too cold for that?" adrian holds up a jacket as he stares at both his parents sitting across from each other on the dining, both their hands curled around separate cups of what looks like coffee.

"i think that's fine," noah cocks his head to the side. "what time do we have to leave?" he adds and adrian's eyes drift to the wall clock, before his eyes widen.

"i have to be there in twenty minutes! i'll just put on my shoes, can you drive me right now?" adrian looks over to noah anxiously. he doesn't want to run late into class and have multiple pair of eyes on him, their mouths silently moving to talk about the guy who is so unpunctual. he already gets a lot of shit at school, the last thing he wants is to people at his football class to talk about him too.

"yeah, of course, go get ready," noah gulps down the scalding coffee in one go and gets off his chair, pulling his jeans up his hips and carding a hand through his hair to make the slightly greasy mess to stay off his forehead.

abel watches quietly, his mouth touching the rim of his cup but not sipping as he stares at noah, his soft lips humming an unknown song and his feet carrying him down the hall to get his shoes. abel has this constant anxiety bubbling in his stomach, not even the warmth of coffee is helpful, the liquid that could calm him down once it slides down his throat is today of no use.

brown liquid swirling in his cup—nothing can retain the comfort back into his body. he is restless and anxious and his

knows if he's away from noah for even a second he will lose the slight grip on himself and break down in the worse way possible. he could do things that would not only hurt him but his family as well, and the thought of what he could do to

on his shoes, abel puts

voice is croaky. he hasn't spoken a single sentence ever since he collapsed in noah's arms, and the blue eyed boy turns his head to the side to

so unaffected. abel doesn't want noah to lose it completely when he tells him what he has

come along?" abel bites the inside of his cheek, waiting for noah's response and noah only smiles at him acutely, soft crinkles making an appearance next to his eyes and abel wants to capture the smile because he feels like this would be the last time he'll be able to make noah smile like

rambles, and abel 's broken heart skips a beat just at the endearing word. he knows noah won't be calling him that any longer.

be with you," abel blurts and watches the way pink splashes on noah's cheeks and he licks his lips as if he's thinking of a way to respond. "i mean, i-i have missed you, so," abel tries to make it better but there's no point, and so he stops in the middle of his sentence and sits there with a bruising blush