Warren had his eyes closed for a solid 15 minutes before he realized he couldn't sleep. Was it because someone else was in his bed? No he's had sleepovers before. Maybe it was because the person in his bed was Nathan. Not only is Nathan one of the main members of the "Vortex Club", but Nathan was the also the richest kid in school. That means he's really up there on the popularity chart while Warren was at the bottom with Daniel, Brook, Alyssa and all the other nerds of Blackwell. Nathan's father certainly would not approve of their friendship. Maybe that's why Nathan was so hesitant to hang around him. They might not be friends for long before Nathan's dad forces Nathan to stop seeing him.

"Are you okay?" Nathan's voice was raspy. Warren glanced at the clock. 4:32 am. It's been about an hour since Nathan had last spoke to him. Warren was surprised that the time had gone by so fast. "Yeah, I'm fine. Why?" Nathan reached over than put his hand on Warren's leg. He barely realized that his leg was bouncing on the bed, causing it to shake and wake Nathan. "You're thinking too much..." Nathan stated, his hand not leaving Warren's thigh. Warren didn't respond as he watched Nathan's resting hand start to slowly creep up the length of his thigh.

Warren shot up in bed before it could get anymore detailed. He didn't remember falling asleep at all. The sun was slowly starting to light up his room. He had to wait until his vision cleared up before he could make out that Nathan was no longer in his bed. He looked around the room, but when Nathan was nowhere to be found, he lay back down and stuck his hand into the waste-band of his sweats. Warren kind of figured that Nathan would leave early in the morning so there would be no possibility of someone seeing him leave his room. But his chest felt kind of... heavy.

He could have at least said goodbye.

As Warren lay there in silence, the thoughts he had of Nathan came back into mind. Why did he dream of him like that? Yeah Nathan was cute, but this was Warren's first time having a dream like that about another guy. He's dreamed of Max plenty, hell even his 4th grade teacher made an appearance once, but never another dude.

"The human body reacts no matter who is doing the touching." Warren whispered to himself, trying his best to go back to sleep and ignore how his dick twitched at the thought of Nathan touching him.

He was about to go back to sleep when he heard the door handle rattle. He peaked open an eye to see Nathan quietly sneaking back into Warren's room. Warren's heart lifted to see that Nathan didn't just leave him. Once the door was closed, Nathan turned and noticed Warren was watching him re-enter the room. "I had to use the restroom." He lied. He actually couldn't sleep either. So he waited until he heard Warren's breath even out before climbing out of bed and running to the bathroom where he "relieved" himself. The thought of Warren no longer lingered in his mind like it had before. But of course Warren was oblivious to all of this.

"I should get going anyways…" Nathan said, eyeing his jacket that Warren had tossed into his closet. Warren sat up once again, rubbing his eyes with the backs of his hands. "Okay. That's fine. Thank you for watching Naruto with me." Warren said as he gave Nathan a sleepy smile. Nathan felt the urge to just get back into bed, but he knew that he couldn't. Especially if he wanted to reduce the risk of being seen. He needed to leave early.

"You're welcome." Nathan stood there awkwardly before grabbing his jacket and heading back towards the door. Warren was about to lay back down before Nathan stopped before the door, turning around once again. "Um... did you... want my number?" Nathan asked, loosing confidence towards the end of his question.

It took a second for Nathan's question to register in Warren's tired brain before his eyes shot open. "Oh! Uh, yeah! Hold on..." Warren tore the blankets off his legs so he could stand and get his phone from his desk. He quickly open his contacts and handed his phone to Nathan. He added his number, leaving the name section blank before handing Warren back his phone. He picked up his jacket and waved before leaving the room. Warren waved back, smiling as he locked the door behind Nathan.

Warren went to save the number but noticed that Nathan hadn't put his name. He didn't know what to do. If someone looks at his phone while he's texting Nathan, would they think it was the Nathan? Nathan wasn't a common name at Blackwell so people could narrow it down fairly easily. But if he puts a different name then how would Nathan feel about it? Would he get hurt or encourage it? "Damn it… I'll just ask him." He whispered as he saved the contact without a name and texted the number.

Nathan felt the vibration in his jacket pocket as soon as he got back inside his room. He assumed it was Warren as he fished the phone out of his pocket. He was right.

(555) 934-3795: What do I put your contact name as? :o

Nathan didn't seem to realize Warren's concerns as he read the text. He typed quickly on the phone's keyboard before setting the phone onto his bedside table and settling underneath his blanket.

(555) 643-4534: Put whatever you want.

Warren furrowed his eyebrows. Nathan wasn't going to help him in this situation. It's not like he could ask a friend for help either. Warren stared at Nathan's text as he searched his brain for what to do. A few minutes passed before he edited the contact and took a screenshot of what he had decided to put. He sent the screenshot to Nathan.

The sound of the phone vibrating on the nightstand woke Nathan as he started to lull back to sleep. He sighed, tiredly picking up the phone and reading the locked screen.

(555) 934-3795: New Picture Message!

Nathan unlocked his phone, opening the text. He shook his head, fighting a smile. Warren had put his name as "Uncle Jim". Right as he was about to respond, his phone vibrated in his hands.

(555) 934-3795: I didn't know if you wanted me to put your real name or not. You know… just in case someone sees and gets nosey.

Nathan sighed. Warren knew that he would be too afraid to tell other people about their friendship. Nathan decided to do something bold to reassure Warren that he did want to be his friend.

He quickly edited Warren's contact name, taking a screenshot and sending it to Warren. He set his phone to silent before he put the phone down on the nightstand once again.

Uncle Jim: New Picture Message!

Warren had been scrolling through his social media when Nathan had texted back. He exited the app and opened the picture as soon as he got it. He could feel his cheeks get warm as he smiled at the text. Nathan had put his actual name. Warren went back to his contact settings; he set Nathan's name to "Nathan :)".

No, too friendly.

He erased "Nathan :)" and replaced it with "Nate". Warren shook his head, still too friendly. After going through a series of emoticons he just settled for "Nathan" before saving it and and sending another screenshot. Warren locked his phone and set it next to his pillow. He closed his eyes as he waited for Nathan's text back.

Nathan's phone screen lit up, but he was already dead asleep. Warren gave up trying to stay awake after 5 minutes passed with no answer. He cuddled into his blanket, inhaling Nathan's scent when he sighed into his pillow.