"It's fine…" Nathan whispered into Warren's shoulder. Warren realized that Nathan still hadn't let go of his shirt, even after he hurt him.

"…Are you okay?" Warren tried, tilting his head to try and get a look at Nathan's face.

Nathan didn't answer, turning his face away from the other boy's. He tightened his grip on Warren's shirt and Warren got the message. Warren returned his arms to their previous location, being sure not to squeeze too tight this time. He could barely hear what sounded like a sigh come from Nathan. Warren rubbed up and down Nathan's back, trying his best to soothe his tense muscles.

"You really don't want anything from me…?" Nathan finally asked after a short silence. Warren felt his heart sink a little at the lack of confidence in Nathan's voice. He's never heard anything sound so weak and small.

"I just wanted to come here and apologize. I swear that I didn't come here with any other reason." Warren told the truth, feeling his face heat up when he remembered the previous situation.

Nathan let go of Warren's shirt, wiping away the tears from his cheeks roughly. "Then… uh… I believe you." Nathan said quietly. With that he walked away, leaving Warren to watch as he went and grabbed some tissues from his desk to blow his nose.

"Uh…I-Is it okay if I clean your cuts now?" Warren chuckled awkwardly as he adjusted his shirt.

Nathan looked over at the boy on the other side of the room and sighed. "Are you going to leave me alone after?" Nathan asked, his expression somewhat annoyed.

"Yes! I-I mean… Yeah, dude." Warren tried his best to act cool but he knew Nathan saw it was fake.

Nathan shook his head, "Then fine." He agreed as he walked over to his bookshelf lined with movies. He scanned over the alphabetically organized cases until I found the one he wanted. He pulled it free, looking over it before going over to his DVD player and popping the disc in.

Warren watched Nathan as he moved. He finally got time to really think about all that's happened. Nathan thought he wanted… that from him? When Warren thought about how roughly Nathan had kissed him he can't help but feel a little embarrassed. Was Nathan always so rough with people? Maybe that's why he doesn't have a girlfriend. No, maybe he was rough because he was just angry…

After Nathan finished setting everything up he sat back on his bed and noticed that Warren hadn't moved from the spot he left him. "What are you doing…?" Nathan asked, lifting a brow at the other. Warren snapped out of it, shaking his head slightly. "U-Uh nothing I was just thinking." Warren smiled at Nathan, but Nathan ignored it. "Well if you're going to do this then get it over with. Otherwise you can leave." Nathan was back to being his cold self and for some reason Warren was relived. He felt like that meant Nathan was going to be okay.

Warren smiled to himself, going over to Nathan's bed and sitting next to Nathan. The movie started to play and Warren recognized it right away. "Whoa! Ferris Bueller's Day Off? I would have never thought you would like this movie." Warren commented as he pulled out a few small band aids, Neosporin, and more alcohol wipes.

"I've actually never watched it. I've always had it though…" Nathan confessed, carefully crossing his arm across his chest.

Warren's mouth nearly fell open. "What do you mean you've never watched it!? It's one of the most iconic movies ever!"

Nathan only shrugged, causing Warren to shake his head. "It's a really great movie. You're going to love it. I promise. I'm really surprised you haven't seen it before it's gotten so many awards I—

Nathan turned his head and glared at Warren, causing him to shut his mouth. "Are you done talking?" Warren nodded and zipped his lips, throwing the invisible key. Nathan sighed, his eyes going back to the projector screen.

"Ah… Actually can you face me a little bit?" Nathan snapped his head towards Warren with the scariest expression he's ever seen. "Uh… I'll stop talking now." Warren whispered sheepishly.

Nathan complied, even though he was annoyed. He brought both of his legs up onto the bed and crossed them, turning his face towards Warren but leaving his eyes on the screen. Warren smiled to himself once again as he brought the wipe up to the cut on Nathan's cheek.

He wiped away the dried blood first, making sure to be extra careful with his bruised face. He held Nathan's jaw lightly as he ran the wipe over the cut once to let Nathan get use to the sting. Warren could tell Nathan didn't like it because of the way he clenched his jaw in his hand. After a few more careful wipes Warren let go of Nathan's jaw, opening one of the small band aids and dabbing some Neosporin on it to help keep it uninfected. Warren carefully placed it on Nathan's face.

"Wait a minute. What the fuck did you just put on my face?" Nathan questioned, reaching his hand up to feel the bandage.

"It's a band aid. It'd be good if you kept it on while you slept. I put Neosporin on it to make sure it doesn't get infected. You can take it off in the morning." Warren informed, as he stuffed the used wipe back into its packaging along with the band aid wrapper.

"Did I say you could put this shit on my face?" Nathan asked, pointing at the band aid and leaning towards Warren with a very unhappy expression.

"W-Well I… I just—

"I'm messing with you, Graham. No need to piss your pants." Nathan chuckled. Warren was shocked. He's never heard the other genuinely laugh before. It felt kind of… refreshing.

"W-Well you already cleaned the cut on your nose, so I don't need to put a band aid on it. Just the ones on your cheek and lip seem bad." Warren stated as he pulled out another wipe for Nathan's lip. "Can you um… turn towards me more?"

Warren was scared that Nathan would snap at him again but Nathan turned his head towards the other without objection. It was hard for Nathan to watch the screen from the position so he opted to just listening to it, his eyes watching the other boy's every move. Warren didn't realize that Nathan was watching him until the two made eye contact. Nathan's blue eyes felt like they were piercing straight through him, the nerves building up and causing his hands to shake.

Warren brought to wipe up to Nathan's lip, his hand trembling as he gently dabbed at the cut. "Are you cold or something?" Nathan asked, his eyebrows furrowing. Warren felt heat in his cheeks, "Uh… yeah." He lied, biting his lip to force himself to concentrate. Nathan looked to Warren's lips and fought his urge to yell at him to stop. It bugged him for some reason.

As Warren finished up he thought back to when Nathan had kissed him so roughly. It must have hurt him but he did it anyways. His thoughts were interrupted when Nathan suddenly cleared his throat. "Oh, uh s-sorry. I'm done." Warren went to pull his arm back but Nathan stopped him, grabbing his wrist. Warren's eyes went wide as he watched the other. Oh no, not again.

"What were you thinking about just now?" Nathan asked as he raised his eyebrow.

"U-Uh I was just thinking about when you… when you kissed me. It must have hurt you a lot, but you did it because I made you mad. Same with when you shoved me. I'm sorry I made you do that stuff. Please just relax now. This movie is super good. It'll make you feel better." Warren smirked, nodding his head towards the screen.

Warren moved to put the rest of the stuff away but Nathan didn't release his grip on his wrist. He looked back at the other, waiting for some sort of reaction. Nathan looked conflicted, his eyebrows scrunched together. "A-Are you—

"Thank you." Nathan said finally. Warren was taken aback. He blinked a few times, not completely sure of what just happened. Did Nathan Prescott just thank him?

"W-What?" Warren asked. Nathan let go of his wrist then, turning to rest his back against his headboard. Maybe this was his cue to leave. He gathered the trash and threw it into the trash can close to Nathan's bed, closing his first aid kit back up and standing from the bed.

"Well, I guess I'll see you around. Or uh… maybe not, huh?" Warren joked. "Enjoy your movie." He turned towards the door and left, closing the door softly behind him. Once Warren was finally out of the room Nathan let out a long sigh.

When Warren finally closed the door to his room he also let out his own sigh, but it wasn't because of Nathan.

He still needed to clean up his room.