Warren woke up to a quiet pitter at his window. He pulled on a simple graphic tee with a cat in the center and slumped out of bed. Another soft pat hit his window. He rubbed his eye and opened it. As he looked down, the first thing he saw was a shorter boy with messy, borderline blond, hair, and messy clothes. The second was a small pile of pebbles just beneath his window.
"Nathan?" He groaned. "What the hell, man? It's like four in the morning."
"I-I know." Nathan unconsciously rubbed the back of his head. "Can I come up?"
"Yeah, sure, whatever. Just be quiet." Warren threw the house keys down to Nathan and closed the window. He groggily lay back down in his bed, on top of the sheets this time. He heard the door open downstairs, followed by quick footsteps up the steps. The door flew open and Nathan walked in. He sat on the younger boy's bed and held his head in his hands. "Nate? You okay man?"
"I haven't seen you since school let out," Nathan nearly whispered. "I've missed you and I couldn't sleep. So I-"
"So you came over. At four in the morning." Warren said, propping himself up with his pillows and headboard.
Nathan fell quiet for a while. "Yeah. I'm sorry. I know this was stupid."
"No, it wasn't. I've missed you too" Warren was kind of annoyed, but he didn't want to invalidate Nathan. He knew Nathan was broken, and his own boyfriend telling him what he did was dumb would only break his trust. "Come here." Warren opened his arms, welcoming Nathan into them.
Nathan crawled over to Warren's outstretched arms. He laced himself around the taller one, wrapping his legs around Warren's torso and hugging his neck. "Thank you." He said, laying his head on the other's shoulder.
He's never done this before, Warren thought, Why now? What happened? Nathan dismounted and lay next to Warren. Warren fell off of his prop and looked at the other boy's light brown hair fall over his face. "I've been a shitty boyfriend," Warren admitted. "I haven't even tried to make plans with you this summer. I promise we'll do something."
Nathan opened his eyes and they looked at one another, almost passionately. Warren's bed was bigger than the one at Blackwell, but Nathan was still so close to him. He could almost hear every breath Nathan took over the complete silence of the world. "Stop it. You're the best boyfriend, okay? Just preoccupied, I get it."
"You wanna go to breakfast later? That can be the official start of the rest of our summer. Together." Warren smiled softly. "I promise from now on if you want to do something, I'll drop everything I'm doing and hang with you to make up for lost time."
"Breakfast sounds nice," Nathan said, ignoring the rest of what Warren said.
"Can you hand me my phone?" Warren asked.
Nathan rolled over and reached onto the bedside table. He grabbed an iPhone with a scratched up and faded X-Files case and handed it to Warren.
Warren unlocked it and checked his texts. Max had sent him something about how nice the stars looked while he was asleep. He clicked out of it and never replied. Nathan sent him a couple messages in a short period of time leading up to his arrival outside Warren's window. Nothing out of the ordinary, for the most part.
Warren locked his phone and looked back up at Nathan. Nathan's eyes were starting to drift, but he kept looking at Warren, nevertheless.
"What's my name in your phone?" Nathan asked after a couple seconds of silence.
"Lost Boy, I think."
"You're so lame." Nathan chuckled, almost weak. He was starting to fall asleep. "You're just Warren, with the little alien emoji after." Nathan drifted to sleep. Warren set an alarm for 10 A.M. so they could go to breakfast.