The Art of a Sleepy Morning - larajeansong - Six of Crows - Leigh Bardugo [Archive of Our Own]

Nina closed her mouth. “Nothing,” she said, tilting her head. The shock on her face smoothed itself out into bemusement. “I just didn’t think you’d be wearing that. Did you run out of clothes?”

Wylan looked down at the shirt he’d grabbed, then realized it was not his. He flushed bright red.

In which Wylan wears Jesper’s shirt, the two maybe-kind-of hold hands, and the others take notice.