Through the Screen

Chapter 79

"hey," the syllable is so soft, and abel probably wouldn't have heard it if his eyes weren't watching the

way noah's lips move. his gaze travelled further up the bridge of noah's pointed nose, sliding over his

prominent cheekbones and ceasing when he got to his eyes which were dull and bright at the same

time.

dullness of what had happened between the two lovers prior to abel 's return and the brightness of

simply seeing abel after more than two weeks was reflected chastely in the two pools of blue, so full of

emotion that abel could physically feel himself shrink.

he couldn't imagine them lifeless and watery once he had told noah about the terrible, terrible mistake

he had made, the way his eyebrows would drop or the way the corners of his mouth would slump with

his bottom lip clamped between his teeth.

the mere thought of noah looking like that was breaking his heart.

"i'm sorry," abel blurted in response to noah's greeting, which caught noah slightly off guard as he

watched the way abel 's cheeks flushed, his fingers curling into fists against his thighs.

"hey," noah's eyebrows furrowed as he stepped closer, hesitantly reaching up to push a tuft of hair off

abel 's forehead. "you didn't do anything, it's okay," noah sounded so sure, so sure that it was just a

misunderstanding and that neither of them could do anything to sabotage their relationship. abel knows

noah would completely shatter once he gets to know just how wrong he has been.

abel can feel himself breaking, he doesn't deserve this at all. he doesn't deserve the comfort of noah's

soft touches or his reassuring words or just simply noah as a whole. he has been the worst possible

person to noah, always putting him down, always making him feel like he wasn't enough, like he wasn't

loved.

it was all abel 's fault.

"i'm so sorry noah," abel sputters, almost choking on his words as his eyes brim with tears, stray drops

of salt travelling down his cheeks in a hurry as if they would hate to be on his skin for any longer.

noah watches confused, sighing softly and reaching forward to wrap his arms around abel 's shoulders, Text content © NôvelDrama.Org.

letting the younger boy nuzzle his face desperately into his neck, loud sobs wrecking abel 's small

frame as he bunches up the soft material of noah's shirt in his fists.

"oh, baby, it's okay, i'm not mad at you, i'm so sorry," noah mumbles, holding abel closer and trying to

calm him down, but abel only cries harder, sniffling pathetically against noah as his tears continue to

flood, wetting a patch on the shoulder of noah's shirt.

"abel," noah's fingers curl into abel 's messy hair, his lips planting a fond kiss against abel 's cheek as

he drags his hand along the younger's back soothingly. "it's alright, it's okay, we're fine, calm down

darling,"