Through the Screen

Chapter 23

chris left later than abel would have expected, and he didn't really mind, but it was kinda strange

laughing in the living room alone with him while noah and adrian were sleeping. it had been only five

minutes since abel hugged chris goodbye, and now he was sitting on the dining table, quickly checking

his phone for any missed emails or texts.

chris-tmas: thank u for the dinner today!! i hope noah didn't mind? he looked a bit off :/

abeltross: nah he's okay, probs just tired

chris-tmas: if u say so

abeltross: text me when u get home okay?

chris-tmas: ok mum

abeltross: stfu

chris-tmas: okok i'll text u i'm just starting the car now

abeltross: ok bYe

chris-tmas: bYe

after ten minutes abel was walking inside his and noah's bedroom, getting out of his jeans, not

bothering to take off his tshirt before he slipped in his side of the bed. he rolled over for a moment to

press a kiss against noah's forehead before laying back against the pillows.

his fingers tapped through a few emails as he sorted his phone, setting reminders for a few things

before going back to snapchat to check if chris had reached home.

chris didn't live very far away, it was hardly a fifteen minute drive.

abeltross: have ya reached

*chris-tmas sent a snap*

chris-tmas: just reached and its so dark wtf pj is an asshole

abeltross: why is he an asshole wtf

chris-tmas: bc he shut all the lifhst??? who does that

abeltross: lifhst, same

chris-tmas: shut up

chris-tmas: why are u awake

abeltross: idk

chris-tmas: what are u doing

*abeltross sent a snap*

abeltross: tryna sleep

chris-tmas: u look ugly

abeltross: uH

abeltross: i only look beautiful for noah thank u very much

chris-tmas: yikes u have issues

abeltross: stfu

chris-tmas: look beautiful for me tomorrow ;;))

abeltross: i'd rather punch u in the face

chris-tmas:

abeltross: but rlly what is even beautiful

abeltross: like beauty is subjective

chris-tmas: ok abel the poet (a/n: *screaming intensifies*)

chris-tmas: go to sleep i'll see u tomorrow

abeltross: k

abeltross: can u pick me up tomorrow pls i don't want to take the train

chris-tmas: of course i'll be there at liek 8:30 Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

abeltross: ok don't be late

chris-tmas: im punctual excuse me

abeltross: stfu bye

chris-tmas: how sweet of u :)

abeltross: as always :)

chris-tmas: i hate u

abeltross: pfft u love me

chris-tmas: errr

chris-tmas: ok wouldn't argue w that

abeltross: aW

chris-tmas: shut up

abeltross:

chris-tmas: do u want me to block u

abeltross: ok srsly tho

abeltross: i love u too

chris-tmas: yuck don't use emojis

abeltross: how romantic

chris-tmas:

abeltross:

chris-tmas: we're not having an emoji fight im too tired for that

abeltross: lmao ok bye

chris-tmas: byeee