who do you think you're fooling? - The Terror

[saxloch]

Sol adjusted his shirtsleeves in the mirror for the ninth time. He was stalling, he was delaying the inevitable when he stepped out of the walk-in and let Ned have a look at him. He rolled the dark grey sleeves up to his elbows, then unfurled them and buttoned them back into place again. He wondered if he should just wear a patterned shirt with short sleeves, something boxy and loose and casual that didn’t make him look like he was trying to be serious. Ned liked his casual wear, why weren’t they going somewhere casual?

His face reddened as he thought if he should just ask to cancel. What was so wrong with staying in with takeaway and Netflix? Sol had been the one to suggest date night but he hadn’t even considered what that entailed – especially when it meant that he’d be made to dress up like he was going for a posh job interview.

“You’re a delivery driver, who’re you trying to fool?” He asked his reflection, who offered nothing but a disappointed frown. He’d even dug out a pair of Ned’s black jeans that he told him were fine to wear, but was starting to wonder if he just looked like he was trying to impersonate his own boyfriend.

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