closed for @sprngchild
nick had never felt like this in his whole life. he’d never been so nervous to set a table, cook a meal, or pour a glass of wine. it was his saving grace that his girlfriend had her back turned when he’d filled their glasses, considering how he’d missed the glass entirely at first from his shaking hands. the ring burnt in his pocket, and it took all his emotional strength to seem as normal as ever. “dinner is served, madam.” he smiled as he placed the plate down in front of her, her favourite meal laid on top of it. after fixing his sweater - one she had gotten him a while ago - he finally reached for his glass, needing a sip to calm his nerves. despite it being a little warm in the apartment, he was determined to keep his outfit in tact for the sentimental value that his girlfriend didn’t even know he was going for yet.










