Psspspsp can i tempt u with some vintage warrnick :3
yes of course darling<3 since you didn't give me a word i'm going with 'rough' hehe mwah!
Warrick let out a long sigh as he grabbed his stuff from his locker. He was completely beat. It had been a very long night with a difficult case and all he wanted was to go home, crack open a beer, and then sleep until his next shift.
“Hey, man,” Nick said, coming into the locker room and clapping him on the back. “Rough shift, huh.”
“You can say that again,” Warrick groaned, cracking his neck. “I need to sleep for a week.”
“How ‘bout breakfast instead,” Nick grinned, leaning against his locker and looking at Warrick with those damn eyes of his. How could Warrick say no?
“Sure,” He nodded, putting his plans of a beer and a long nap on the back burner. Anything to spend more time with Nick.
“Where do you want to go?” Nick asked.
“Anywhere,” Warrick replied, shutting his locker and giving Nick a tired smile. Anywhere with you. He kept those words to himself though, they were too much. Revealed too much. Maybe one day he’d tell Nick how he felt, but today was not that day.
send me a ship + word and i'll write you a lil something









