Noel woke up to the hum of the kettle, the scent of tea lingering in the air. there was an empty space beside him, sending chills down his body as he curled up against it.
The silhouette of a man leant against his doorframe stood on the edge of the room as the light from his window blacked the details from the mans face.
Mischa walked over placing a cup of tea on the oak bedside table, a ribbon of steam trailing off into a pattern in the air as mischa brushed it away with his hand.
He took a seat beside noel on the bed, placing a gentle hand on half asleep noel's cheek.
"wake up, noel. is school day," mischa said with a smile.
he was right; noel rolled over lazily to stare at his clock, only to see a blurred 8:00.
he sat up in a hurry, tearing the blankets off of himself, leaving the cold wind to envelope his body.
mischa took a seat on the bed; still in his clothes from yesterday. He looked down at his phone, before getting hit in the face with a saint cassians uniform that noel threw at him.
"We're late!!" noel almost shouted.
"noel," mischa stated calmly.
"what?!" he shouted.
"school starts at 9:00."
"I KNOW!!"
"its 8:00."
noel stood in silence before slowly trudging over to his bed and climbing back under the covers.
"im gonna go home to get changed, i see you at school?"
"mkay" noel muttered, falling back asleep.
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9:16, mischa was running late for school himself, losing track of time.
he knocked on noels door, checking if he's at home still.
then he heard panicked shouting from inside.
he picked up his skateboard and held it up under his arm, sitting on noel's porch again with a smirk.
minutes later the boy darted out of the house to see mischa on the porch waiting for him.
he was dishevelled to say the least; his jumper was on backwards with the tag sticking out, and atleast 3 of his buttons were ondone on his usually perfect shirt. his hair was usually slicked to the side, but it fluffed up into a poofy sort of mess, whilst his shoes are on the wrong feet.
Mischa just laughed.
"you look amazing," he said sarcastically, his smile only growing bigger by the second.
"shut uuup-" noel complained, before being dragged back inside by Mischa.
Before noel could register it, mischa was in his room fixing his hair and undressing him. Obviously he wasn't trying to make him uncomfortable, but Mischa was just trying to help. He brushed his hair to the side, noel just stood there in a slight shock. mischa carefully did up the buttons on his shirt, fixing his tie and the mess he's made in general.
"better?" he asked.
noel was in such a state of shock he stood there and nodded slightly. he felt his face turn red as he smiled.
"yeah... thanks.." he said. my god he sounded like a school kid with a crush.. and that's exactly what he was.
Mischa grinned, taking noels hand and leading him out the house. They'd started doing that a lot recently. Neither of them questioned it; the liked the comfort of being with one another. But it was totally platonic, ofcourse. He picked up his skateboard and hopped on it, skating slightly ahead of Noel, looking back at him and smiling.
Saint Cassians was only around the corner. there weren't many people in uranium, so everything was pretty close together.
mischa skated about as noel watched in adoration, laughing occasionally as he almost tripped.
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"why are you both late?!"
"sorry sir i overslept-"
"both of you did?"
"....coincidence."
"sit down."
noel took his usual seat infront of mischa, whilst mischa took his seat behind.
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поет🥀
поет🥀: HELP
поет🥀: I WAS SO LATE FOR SCGOO TODAY JESUS CHRIST
поет🥀: MY TEACHER IS GONNS KILL ME LATER
misch<3: Damn shawty
поет🥀: you did not just call me that
misch<3: yes i did
поет🥀: im gonna find you and im gonna kill you
misch<3: PLEASE DONT NORTH EASTERNS SAJAJAATECHEWAN WOULD LOSE ITS BEST RAPPER
welllll i haven't heard your music so it coukd be shit for all i know
misch<3: HOW DAAE YOU
misch<3: I AMA AAZING
поет🥀: JK JK IM SURE YOUR AMAIZNG LOL
поет🥀: BUUUUT IDK YOU COULD BE A BAD SINGER THATS ALL IM SAYING
misch<3: I AM PERDEFT SINGER
misch<3: I SING AMAZINFINGLY
misch<3: nit as good as you hyt still
поет🥀: well you haven't heard me sing, im shit
misch<3: im sure your nit
misch<3: you seem like mad wiked awsome singer 😎😎🔥🔥🔥
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noel tried suppressing a laugh, failing horribly and sniggered under his breath.
yep. he liked mischa.
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Rtc Chatfic-ish (nischa)
Humorthey're online besties, noone knows eachother. Mischa gets added by constance and from there who knows what happens.. cover by me :)
