Screenshot of a work in progress fanfiction: Nicholas stared at himself in the mirror. He looked like he always did — washed out blue jeans, a black tee with the sleeves cut off, and his leather jacket on top. The design is slowly coming along; he recently added a new patch with the Deep Cuts lettering stitched in white on black.
After some deliberation, he grabbed a chain with a cross pendant and a few leather bracelets to complete his look. His chin was covered in stubble — maybe he should have shaved after all? His bangs were also falling into his eyes; he should probably ask Elendira if she could cut his hair again. But somehow the wild look had something. And actually, he didn't want to look like he had put a lot of thought into his appearance. It was Knives he was meeting, for crying out loud. They saw each other almost every day. He knew what he looked like — even on the really bad days with open wounds or a broken bone.
But today it wasn't Knives, it was Nai. And even though he wanted to look cool and calm, he wasn't at all right now. A week ago, after the shit with the stolen van, Nick had decided he would take Nai out. On a real date.
Hello on this fine #wolfwoodwednesday #wipwednesday #kwk
