Post by ∂яινє му ωσℓƒ ωιℓ∂ ♥ on Sept 25, 2014 19:48:45 GMT -5
NIKOLAS ROMANOV
Gender: Male
Age: 18 years
Species: Nephilim
Section: Mortal Instruments
Parents: Dmitri & Anastasia
Siblings: Alexander, Anastasia, Alexei
Parabatai: Nikita Sarcoski
"NIKOLAS HAS A PROBLEM. WELL, SEVERAL PROBLEMS. THE ANGEL HELP HIM."
Nikolas has a problem. Well, several problems.
The first involves a certain Shadowhunter who could be considered impulsive and rash, but he considers loyal and protective of his friends. Yeah, having a silly little crush when you're eighteen probably isn't the most mature; but it didn't feel silly or little to the book worm. It was gigantic, tearing a large chunk of his heart out and giving it to a guy who more or less didn't even recognize his existence, let alone register it. And the more time he spent with the guy, the more he fell, harder and harder. He was surprised he hadn't hit the ground yet.
Blinking from his creepy staring, a blush heated his cheeks and traveled down his necks while he looked back at the magicked map laid out before them on the polished table top. He found himself watching the guy - Alexsander, though he secretly called him Alex in his head, you know, like a ninja - more and more. The Russian truly was drop dead gorgeous. And distracting. And totally off limits. Damn.
Nikolas had imagery issues. It wasn't that he wasn't hot; on a good day he could look at himself and see just a fraction of his true physical appearance and think 'I'm alright looking.' He never really saw the real picture; never saw how he had girls occasionally falling to his feet, and sometimes guys. It was just how he lived his life: oblivious. But up against Alex - figuratively, not literally, even though he wouldn't mind, at all - he was always comparing himself:
Tall, Dark and Inescapable (or TDI for short), was muscular, while Nicky... wasn't.
TDI had a charming smile that he could turn off and turn on when he wanted. Nicky always smiled when he tried to keep a secret or lie, no matter how hard he tried to keep it off his face.
TDI didn't fall head over heels after two days of meeting a hot guy- or girl. Nicky... yeah.
"Uh." And this is what happened when he got lost in LALA land while trying to be smart - and impress at the same time, but what TDI doesn't know won't hurt him. "Stuff. And things."
He sat on the chair, blush darkening. "But yeah. You know?"
Oh dear god someone save him from this deepening pit.
Alexsander
Age: 18 years
Species: Nephilim
Section: Mortal Instruments
Parents: Dmitri & Anastasia
Siblings: Alexander, Anastasia, Alexei
Parabatai: Nikita Sarcoski
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"NIKOLAS HAS A PROBLEM. WELL, SEVERAL PROBLEMS. THE ANGEL HELP HIM."
Nikolas has a problem. Well, several problems.
The first involves a certain Shadowhunter who could be considered impulsive and rash, but he considers loyal and protective of his friends. Yeah, having a silly little crush when you're eighteen probably isn't the most mature; but it didn't feel silly or little to the book worm. It was gigantic, tearing a large chunk of his heart out and giving it to a guy who more or less didn't even recognize his existence, let alone register it. And the more time he spent with the guy, the more he fell, harder and harder. He was surprised he hadn't hit the ground yet.
Blinking from his creepy staring, a blush heated his cheeks and traveled down his necks while he looked back at the magicked map laid out before them on the polished table top. He found himself watching the guy - Alexsander, though he secretly called him Alex in his head, you know, like a ninja - more and more. The Russian truly was drop dead gorgeous. And distracting. And totally off limits. Damn.
Nikolas had imagery issues. It wasn't that he wasn't hot; on a good day he could look at himself and see just a fraction of his true physical appearance and think 'I'm alright looking.' He never really saw the real picture; never saw how he had girls occasionally falling to his feet, and sometimes guys. It was just how he lived his life: oblivious. But up against Alex - figuratively, not literally, even though he wouldn't mind, at all - he was always comparing himself:
Tall, Dark and Inescapable (or TDI for short), was muscular, while Nicky... wasn't.
TDI had a charming smile that he could turn off and turn on when he wanted. Nicky always smiled when he tried to keep a secret or lie, no matter how hard he tried to keep it off his face.
TDI didn't fall head over heels after two days of meeting a hot guy- or girl. Nicky... yeah.
"Uh." And this is what happened when he got lost in LALA land while trying to be smart - and impress at the same time, but what TDI doesn't know won't hurt him. "Stuff. And things."
He sat on the chair, blush darkening. "But yeah. You know?"
Oh dear god someone save him from this deepening pit.
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