#;lucas

[bvttlebcrn]

nils had let leif go when he pointed to a group of friends he recognized, after making sure he knew exactly where to meet up at the end, what numbers to call on the burner phone nils had been able to afford (mostly judah’s and the number for his own cheap phone). with leif off of his hands, nils didn’t exactly find his paranoia lessening any. the crowds made him feel jumpy and overwhelmed and he always ended up seeing flashes of people that weren’t really there, so he stood near the fence. he looked as stoic as ever, even though he was watching every little thing that happened.

and one little thing happened to be that of lucas––formally known as sweet in his head, before scout changed that––carrying a suspicious tub of brownies. “hi there,” he said, off to the side. ( @lucasxpatel​ )

[bvttlebcrn]

see, nils had told himself he was only wandering into the strip club to inquire about a job––not stripping (too many scars don’t make for a very pretty dancer, in his opinion) but something in the place. how could he help himself if he had a tendency towards seedier places? the dark corners of clubs and bars always felt like a safety blanket, and if he was looking to get anything extra special, it was usually these places he could do it at. playground had a two drink minimum, so he ordered himself two shots to start the night off. he’d walked in on the middle of someone’s dance, a very handsome someone, with long dark hair and good dance moves. never one for shame, nils plopped himself right down, leaning back in the chair to insure he got the best view possible. he didn’t have much, but he at least had a few pounds he could share with the dancer. ( @lucasxpatel​ )

[spexialbexngs]

“Dude no- I’m just chilling. There’s nothing wrong with laying in bed, eating crisps while watching series on your phone,” Lucas whined.

[spexialbexngs]

Lucas walked into the tattoo shop, looking around. He seemed pretty confident but he was actually just there for some information. He walked up to the counter and cleared his throat to get the attention of the boy behind it. “Hey-” he said. 

@the-untraditional-muses (Ten)

[w-onderfulwonderful]

@lxsxngeles

okay. this was it. lucas was finally going to ask the hot barista out. it was their fourth closing shift together that month and he’d chickened out the last couple of times because it looked like he was busy and lucas didn’t want to be a bother. but he’d overheard him say earlier that he wasn’t doing anything later, so lucas counted to five in his head before walking up to him during a lull and smiling. “hi. uh, i’m lucas, i dunno if i’ve introduced myself yet,” he chuckled and held out his hand. 

[w-onderfulwonderful]

@silentiumxamoris

           “Now, it’s not very good,” he made a point to say before anything else. “But I’ve started knitting. So, Merry Christmas.” From behind his back, he presented an oddly coloured, slightly misshapen scarf that was missing a lot of loops and was too tight in other places. “It’s only my second one. But I wanted to give you something... From the heart. And you’re always cold.” 

[w-onderfulwonderful]

@notsobasic

           It was early for Lucas, so he had only really brushed his teeth and put on his glasses all morning, waiting for a knock on the door. He was sure that in a few moments he would remember why, but the only note he’d found on his phone said ‘door’ and he wasn’t in the mood for processing thoughts or remembering. So when the knock finally came, he let out a grunt of acknowledgement and pulled the door open in time with a yawn that he’d been stifling. “Mornin’.”