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Through the Screen novel Chapter 35

thin rays of sparse sunlight were struggling through the bay window, barely reaching the foot of the bed and the digital clock next to it blared five minutes to eight. abel groaned out of frustration, patting around the bedsheets to find noah, only burying his face inside the warm pillow when he found no one.

"noah!" he called, voice muffled by the pillow and he could hear noah's disinterested hum in response.

"where are you?" his tone trailed more into a whine as he opened his eyes, rubbing them tiredly with the back of his hand and sitting up straight in bed.

"bathroom!" noah's voice was echoey, and abel only groaned again, kicking the covers off his body and leaving the gradually pooling heat in his bed.

now that the days were inching closer to the mid of december, mornings were turning out to be a lot more chillier than they were previously, and abel took it upon himself to curse out the cold water that was running from the tap.

"good morning," noah spat the toothpaste in the sink, washing out his mouth and pressing a kiss on the top of abel 's head, who's expression was one of discomfort as he hesitantly dipped his fingers under the cold water.

"god i have so many mixed feelings about winters," abel shivered slightly once noah's cold fingertips attempted to grip his waist and he just shrugged him off.

"noah! your hands are cold don't fucking touch me," noah only laughed in response to the meaningless statement, wrapping his arms tightly around abel 's waist and placing a soft kiss against the back of his neck.

"i don't wanna go today," noah complained, warm breath cascading over the skin of abel 's neck and the younger boy only nodded in response, leaning back in noah's grip.

"good luck with john if you don't," abel remarked, rolling his eyes and noah just giggled quietly.

"should i make eggs for breakfast or will you have coffee on the way?" noah asked, watching as abel dragged the toothbrush along his teeth.

"eggs," his words were barely comprehensible and noah furrowed his eyebrows.

"eggs?" he questioned just to be sure and abel just nodded, leaning back against noah again.

"alright i'm gonna go and make breakfast till then, you take a shower," noah pressed another kiss against abel cheek and abel only whined in protest, grabbing noah's arm and pulling him back, spitting into the sink and washing his mouth.

"no we can have one together it will save time," abel mumbled, gripping the bottom of his sweatshirt and reluctantly pulling it off, shivering once the cool air hit his skin.

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