The boy let out a frustrated groan as he looked at the state his computer desk was in. Papers and books side by side, unfinished homework looking up at him tauntingly. It would've been intimidating if it had actually been his homework but it wasn't; it was his boyfriend's homework. Nathan turned to look at said boyfriend, who was laying on the couch with a comic book covering the view of his face. He had been in this position for quite some time, the homework forgotten couple hours ago already.
Nathan looked around his room not once but twice before he kicked the couch with enough force to shake the loosely held comic from Warren's fingers, which dropped on the boy's face.
"I think we need to talk." Nathan said as Warren's peaked behind the comic.
"Okay..." the other boy slowly sat up. "About what?"
Warren didn't seem to understand just from Nathan gesturing toward the desk, so he gestured toward the entire room. Warren looked around and then back at his boyfriend, frowning but obviously lost.
"Your shit is everywhere!" Nathan snapped, kicking Warren's sneakers to the other side of the room for emphasis. "What the fuck?! He slammed his palm against an open math book.
Warren was on his feet and quickly move to gather his books as he finally understood Nathan's distress. In a moment he had stacked everything and moved it to the other desk, then Warren gathered all his extra clothes into a pile on the couch's armrest. After taking a final look he finally walked to Nathan: "Better?"
Nathan exhaled slowly and gave Warren a kiss before sitting down.
"Thank you."
