Chapter 27
Chapter 27
"i still haven't forgiven you for what you did today," noah muttered, sinking back against the pillows as
he watched abel pull at the hem of his shirt, deciding to sleep shirtless as it was warmer that day.
"me?" abel raised his eyebrows in question, pushing the hair off his forehead. "what did i do?"
"excuse me? what was that in the lounge?" noah referred to abel 's little teasing act and abel just
covered his mouth with the back of his hand to let out a slight giggle, walking over to noah's side of bed
and climbing over the older boy.
"get off me," noah complained as abel straddled his duvet covered body, leaning forward and leaving
soft kisses over noah's neck.
"oh come on," abel teased, shifting closer once noah's warm hands were gripping his hips, his lips
locking on a sensitive spot and sucking the pale skin, earning a shaky breath from noah, his eyelids
fluttering shut.
"d-don't leave marks i have w-work—fuck," noah groaned once abel bit down, on of his hands reaching
up to twist into noah's hair, pulling at the dark locks to expose more of noah's neck, and noah tilted his
head back pliantly, resting it back against the headboard, fingers gripping abel 's hips tightly as he
continued his assault.
"but you're my husband, i can leave marks if i want to," abel argued, purposely trailing his lips further
down, sucking a mark above noah's collarbone and noah just bit his lip, pulling abel closer, and sighing
fervently.
"abel, stop," noah's fingers twisted into abel 's hair, pulling at it harshly to stop his actions, and abel just
let out a soft moan, lips parting at the action. the younger boy's cheeks flushed once he realised the
sound he had made, quickly getting off noah's lap and sitting next to him, covering his body with the
duvet, pursing his lips in embarrassment.
"um, y-you, abel?" noah stammered. "you were into hair pulling? how did i not—what?" he spoke
confused, twisting in his position to stare at abel, slight shock on his face, not because he was judging
him or he found it weird but out of confusion as to why he didn't figure it out earlier.
"n-no, i don't what the hell?" abel dismissed the conversation, cheeks pink, as he shifted his body to lay
down, and noah just sighed, laying down close to abel and pulling the younger boy's body against his
chest.
"why are you embarrassed? it's only me," noah kissed the back of his head and abel just leaned into
his grip, letting a loud breath escape his lips.
"i know," abel mumbled, cheeks still pink as noah's lips left a soft kiss over his cheek, trailing further
only for a moment to leave a string of kisses across his jaw.
"i just thought maybe you found it weird? we haven't been exactly having, i mean, i'm not complaining
but we aren't as sexually, i mean, i know we both have work and we don't get time but—"
"if you want to have sex at two am when you come back from work, i don't mind," noah said
sarcastically, rolling his eyes, his grip loosening on abel 's waist.
"it's not about when i come back from work it's—"
"oh is it not? so you don't think your work timings have anything to do with—anyways i'm really tired
so," noah sighed, retrieving his arms from around abel and shifting back to create some distance
between them.
"i know my timings aren't exactly ideal but that doesn't mean we ignore each other constantly," abel
argued, turning in his position to face noah, but noah was just laying on his back, blankly staring at the
ceiling.
"okay," noah sighed in defeat, not wanting to start a fight, but abel wasn't having any of it. they had to
talk about this sometime or the other and he was tired of them going around the problem in endless
circles, never trying to find a way to end it.
"you can't just—what do you mean okay? is this it then? are you finally going to start kissing me in the
morning when i wake up?" abel remarked and noah let his eyes fall shut, bringing one of his arms over
his face to let abel know that he was not interested.
"you can't do this everytime noah, you just—why can't we just talk about it?" abel was embarrassed at
noah's lack of interest. does he not care at all?
"let it go abel, it's fine," noah muttered ignorantly, causing abel to sit up in bed in frustration, running his
fingers through his tangled hair.
"it's fine? so the fact that we don't talk properly anymore or that we have sex once or twice a month is
fine? whenever i try initiating anything you just ignore me, and i want to know the reason," abel
demanded, voice raising in volume as he dug his nails into his palm, brown eyes fixed agitatedly on
noah's figure.
"yeah it's fine, there's no reason i'm just tired sometimes," noah doesn't offer much of an explanation,
simply dismissing the conversation and rolling on his side to face away from abel.
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"yes abel i always do everything, i am the reason our relationship is failing, you should have never
married me," noah speaks, voice loud and hostile. "is that what you wanted to hear? that you make all
the efforts to make this a happy relationship and i spoil it all the time? well i am sorry for being the
worst fucking husband ever, maybe you should stop trying to fix it then and focus on better things,"
"where the hell did that come from?" abel is yelling now, and noah just squeezes his eyes shut,
pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration. "i am not saying i do everything or that you're a bad
husband, and focus on better things? like what exactly?"
"i don't know,"
"if you don't know then don't say stuff like that," noah's passive behaviour makes abel want to scream,
but noah doesn't notice that as he still lays unmoving on his side, trying to control his breathing.
"okay," noah replies, and abel just curses under his breath, gripping his hair in frustration.
"why don't you want to talk about it?" abel asks, voice on the edge of impatience and noah just sighs.
"there's nothing to talk about,"
"yes there is," abel urges. "you tell me what's wrong, why you ignore me all the time,"
"nothing is wrong, and i doubt you feel ignored at all," noah rolls his eyes and abel 's lips just part in
disbelief. how can noah be so fucking inconsiderate about this?
"well i do noah," he argues.
"you have friends to take care of you, even a new best friend, so i don't think you should be
complaining about feeling ignored. if anyone should be complaining, that should be me, but of course
you don't care about that," noah scoffs. he knows he may sound more than just a little petty but he
doesn't care. if they are having this conversation, he may as well let abel know that he knows about
whatever may or may not be going on with him and his beloved chris.
"best friend? you mean chris? what's wrong with him? what has he done?" abel is on the verge of
saying something he shouldn't and his fingers are itching against his thighs in annoyance.
"nothing abel," noah sighs. abel can just never take the hint.
"no tell me, i've seen you sulking about him a lot, yesterday you snapped because he was texting me
and you didn't come out of the room when he came over. just, tell me, what is it?" abel seems to string
a few pieces together but he is still so clueless and it makes noah want to rip out his own hair.
"i said it's nothing abel," noah's fingers clench into tight fists, and abel notices that, a possibility
suddenly sparking in his brain.
"are you..jealous? o-of chris?" the words sound ridiculous when they leave his mouth, and more so
when noah's cheeks flush in embarrassment and a lump forms in his throat.
"that's ridiculous noah," abel comments and noah can feel the lump growing fatter, almost to the point
where it's impossible to swallow. of course it's ridiculous to abel, something about which noah has been
insecure for months.
"i didn't say anything," noah chokes out, a deep breath leaving his lips after and abel just sighs, running
a hand through his hair.
"he is just a really good friend," abel doesn't understand. it's not that noah is jealous of chris. he is
afraid and insecure of the possibility that abel may like chris more than he likes noah, and the fact that
abel probably is more comfortable around chris than he is with noah, makes noah want to question
their entire relationship.
somehow in front of chris, everything that they have been through seems to crumble into a
meaningless mess. like it doesn't matter.
and noah is not jealous, he is just afraid.
and abel just doesn't understand that.