A/N: So, this includes spoilers for Ouran High School Host Club (My first anime!) You have been warned. Also, I'm most likely going to spell their names wrong. If you know, please comment so I can fix it. Thanks!!

*after dinner*

    "Want to go to my cabin now?" Nico asks, looking down and blushing.

    "Sure. What do you want to do?Netflix and chill?" Will asks jokingly.

    "What's Netflix and chill?" Nico asks innocently.

    Will starts to blush. "It's nothing."

    "I have Netflix on my laptop, and we can chill, I guess," Nico says, adding to Will's blush.

    "That sounds nice," Will laughs.

    "What do you want to watch?" Nico asks, sitting on the couch. Will sits down, half a foot away from Nico.

"I don't care," Will says, crossing his arms uncomfortably. He didn't want Nico to feel too uncomfortable with the closeness.

"How about Ouran High School Host Club? I heard that was good," Nico says, selecting the anime.

"Sure, never watched anime," Will says.

"Okay, let's do this," Nico says.

"Wait. What do the light bulbs mean?" Nico ask, a few minutes into the first episode.

"I don't know. Maybe how many guys have fallen in love with him?" Will says.

"You're so far away," Nico says, lying his head on Will's chest, his legs tangling up in Will's. "I don't bite. I like cuddling."

"O-okay," Will says, blushing.

"Hold up," Will says, reaching over to pause it. "Haruhi is a girl?"

Nico laughs. "I guess so."

"Then the light bulbs represent who figured out he was a she," Will says in awe.

"You're right," Nico says.

"You remind me of Tamaki," Nico says, snuggling closer to Will.

"Why? Because we're both blond?" Will asks, draping his arm around Nico.

"No, because you're both cocky assholes," Nico says with a laugh.

"Shut up. You're just jealous that we both are dripping with good looks," Will says.

    Nico could hear Will's heartbeat speed up when he looked up at him. "Maybe just a little."

    Will started to play with Nico's long hair, letting his fingers get caught in the knots.

Feel your hands run through my hair, Will remembers Nico's words.

Nico blushes as Will starts to stroke his hair. Please never stop. I never want to leave this place.

Will looks at the younger boy as he watches with curiosity. His eyebrows furrowed a little bit and his mouth pressed into a firm line. He's perfect.

"Will," Nico says frantically. "It's past curfew."

"Shit," Will says, standing up. "Shit."

"You can't leave, they'll catch you," Nico says. "You can just stay here for tonight."