nick month, day 20
my paid time's almost over. shucks. it's been *very* nice while it's lasted, though. not that i've really used it for anything, but hey. mucho thanks and love to chootoy for the past two months of paid time. *snuggles*
rec of the day: the bounty hunter au by nevah.
fan-fucking-tastic wip that's, y'know, all things considered, probably not going to be picked up again. what's up is definitely worth the read, though. *nods*
[The pavement struck up suddenly behind Nick's head and Justin crushed against his front. Nick groaned as he hooked a leg around Justin's knees and rolled them, pushing Justin's head to the ground and straddling the small of his back. Justin's free hand was flailing around and Nick grabbed it, finally getting it locked into the dangling cuff. A cop was rushing towards them across the lot, probably witness to the chase, and Nick readied his 'Bail Recovery Agent' spiel. The guy looked familiar, anyway; maybe he would remember Nick from another time.
"God, fuck you, you," Justin mumbled into the concrete, trying to shift his weight under Nick. "You. What's your name, anyway?"
Nick paused. Skips never asked his name. They usually went with 'cocksucking bastard,' if anything.]
rec of the day: the bounty hunter au by nevah.
fan-fucking-tastic wip that's, y'know, all things considered, probably not going to be picked up again. what's up is definitely worth the read, though. *nods*
[The pavement struck up suddenly behind Nick's head and Justin crushed against his front. Nick groaned as he hooked a leg around Justin's knees and rolled them, pushing Justin's head to the ground and straddling the small of his back. Justin's free hand was flailing around and Nick grabbed it, finally getting it locked into the dangling cuff. A cop was rushing towards them across the lot, probably witness to the chase, and Nick readied his 'Bail Recovery Agent' spiel. The guy looked familiar, anyway; maybe he would remember Nick from another time.
"God, fuck you, you," Justin mumbled into the concrete, trying to shift his weight under Nick. "You. What's your name, anyway?"
Nick paused. Skips never asked his name. They usually went with 'cocksucking bastard,' if anything.]