|| GrahamScott Oneshots ||

|| Netflix and Chill ||

|| A N . I've only recently gotten into Life is Strange, so I don't know if this ship is popular at all, but once I saw these two, I thought they would (somehow??) be hella cute together. Enjoy~! ||

"Just fucking choose something already!"

Nathan was impatient. He got annoyed by the smallest of things. His boyfriend Warren, on the other hand, was the annoying one. Indecisive, way too happy and excited, had been scrolling through Netflix for the past hour.

"Can't you see I'm trying? They've got too many options!"

Both boys were in Nathan's dormitory. The dark room was lightly lit up by his computer screen, and the open window let a cold breeze explore to room. Warren had looked through every category possible. From family, to romance, to comedy. He couldn't find a single movie he enjoyed. Nathan was slowly getting annoyed by the faint tick that would play.

"Warren, if you don't pick something then I will!"

Warren understood that Nathan was annoyed. Warren was starting to be annoyed himself. Everything that passed by, he had already seen. Doctor Who, Mean Girls, hell, even Shrek the Third! Nathan had had it. 

"Stop scrolling." 

Warren looked at him defeated. The taller boy had already gotten out of bed, looking through his disc shelf. Sure, most of the discs that he owned were various songs and music genres, but he had a small corner for movies. Quickly browsing through them, he took one near the middle of the section. Of course, grabbing his favourite movie of all time. Nathan inserted the DVD into his laptop. 

"Have you seen this yet?"

The opening title screen showed. Warren read the name. The Breakfast Club. Carefully examining each character, he shook his head. 

"Come on, you uncultured slut," Nathan told him with a light giggle. He finally got under the blankets. At this point, the room was an actual refrigerator. Nathan hated the cold. No, sorry. Hate is a strong word. He despised the cold. He was shaking, shivering. 

"If you're that cold, then close the window," Warren told him. Nathan didn't want to. He wanted an excuse to cuddle with his boyfriend under the warmth of the blankets. He stretched his arm out towards the window. 

"Oh no, what a shame. It's all the way over there and I can't reach it," Nathan whined in a fake attempt. Warren sighed, leaning his head on the other boy's. 

***

The end credits were rolling on screen. Nathan had fallen asleep. Warren, on the other hand, was still wide awake. Nathan's calm expression, his soft, quiet breathing, it was all enough to leave a soft tint of red on Warren's face. He placed the laptop on the bedside table, and he laid back down, slowly dazing off at the sight of his sleeping boyfriend.