Nursey 10000% chews on his jersey, his gloves, Dex's gloves, ANYTHING when a game is making him anxious and Dex can't stop staring
Nursey is a human shredder. It’s impressive, really. Dex has seen him gnaw through shirt sleeves, jersey collars, mouth guards, and multiple pairs of gloves. Bitty thinks it’s unsanitary. Chowder thinks it’s cute. Dex, though… Dex thinks it’s distracting.
Nursey’s full lips all red from his constant biting, the quick glint of Nursey’s teeth as he smiles around whatever’s in his mouth, flashes of tongue as Nursey adjusts his gloves in his mouth. It’s all a lot.
He’s not thinking about any of that now, though. He’s focused on Hall at the center of the room, trying to rally them for this third period that they all know is going to be a battle to the death.
He put his hand of Nursey’s shoulder when they sat down in the locker room, trying to calm him a bit because he could see how anxious he was getting. Nursey hadn’t been bouncing his leg the whole speech like he usually does, so it must’ve worked. He turns to him now and chokes on the sip of water he was trying to take.
Nursey hadn’t been shaking his leg because he had something else to focus on. That something, apparently, was Dex’s glove. In his mouth.
“What are…” Dex tries, but the question dies in his mouth as Nursey shoots him a sheepish grin around where he’s chewing on the edge of Dex’s glove.
He takes a quick glance around the locker room. No one’s actually paying either of them much attention, and Bitty’s just stood up to speak. Dex sighs softly enough that just Nursey can hear it and turns to Bitty, moving his hand on Nursey’s shoulder so Nursey doesn’t have to quirk his neck at such a weird angle.
“Thanks, Dexy,” Nursey mumbles around the glove.