Nox was fidgeting. Perhaps it wasn't the most noteworthy of observations, given that he rarely stood still even on days when he wasn't threatening to melt through the asphalt in a ren fair parking lot. His fingers tugged at the collar of his (rather... garish) dress shirt, pulled at the buttons of his vest, smoothed down his jacket sleeves - everything had to be perfect when Kadin showed up. Not that he'd been waiting for any significant amount of time, or fully expected Kadin to meet him here. He'd only been there for about half an hour, and really it wouldn't have been that long if he hadn't shown up ridiculously early on the off chance that Kadin showed up early, because he wouldn't want to keep him waiting.
It was mere seconds after their agreed upon waiting time and he was questioning just about everything. Perhaps the other man had changed his mind? Or maybe he couldn't see him in the crowd. It was a weekend, after all...
The near constant stream of passerby kept him sane, at least. It allowed him to zone out, relax and think about the lack of enthusiasm most people showed for their outfits, or the way that Kadin smiled, or the way he laughed...
In truth, he was ridiculously smitten. It was sad more than anything. He'd been standing out in the autumn chill in what he was starting to suspect was a very silly outfit waiting on a man that may or may not show because he couldn't wait a moment longer. He was just so.... excited to see Kadin again. Ignoring that it had been only a day or two since he'd begged cookies from him at Rochelle's, and had seen him a week or less before that in his own home, it had been too long.
He checked his pocket to be sure the ring, fresh from the workshop, was still there. Nox wasn't going to give it to him. Not yet. He was waiting for the perfect moment. Not that it was intended to signify something or anything like that. He just. He didn't know why it had to be perfect, actually. It was just a gesture of friendship, and that was all.
Just friendship. For his best friend. Right. Which is why you've inscribed it. His mind was a -traitor- and he didn't need to put up with its bullshit.
Hopefully Kadin hadn't gotten lost on his way here, or forgotten the time, or gods forbid if something happened to him. What if he really had decided not to come? Or figured out that Nox thought this was a date, or what if Kadin thought this was a date and Nox was supposed to kiss him when he got here? Is that something people did on first dates? If he expected that and Nox didn't kiss him would he be disappointed and think he wasn't interested?
Nox checked his watch for the fiftieth time. Less than a minute had passed. Shit.