As me and Dom enter the tattoo shop, a wave of nerves rush though me. Unlike him, I have never had a tattoo. The thought of ink being jabbed into me over and over again made me nervous.
‘‘C’mon love. You ready?’’ Dom says snapping me out of my thoughts.
‘‘Yeah, just got a bit nervous.’’ I said in a breathy laugh.
‘‘Ya will be ok. It’s not too late to back out babe.’’ He places his hand in mine.
Shaking my head violently “nope. Were doing this. I really want this.”
A man, who im guessing is the tattoo artist, leads me and Dom over to this leather bench in a separate room.
I decide to go first to get it over with. Before i know it, I’ve got a needle jabbing me. It’s not as bad as it sounds. Dom is sat next to me holding my hand and rubbing my thigh.
‘‘You alright y/n? Sorry if i freaked ya out describing what tattoos felt like.’’ Dom mumbles into my hand as he pepperes it with kisses.
“No darling im fine. Its not bad.” I chuckle. “Its almost done anyway.”
Now me and dom were both looking in the mirror admiring our new tattoos. We had both gotten an infinity sign with each others names written in funky letters underneath. To say I loved it would be an understatement.
“I love ya so fookin much babe.” Dom says, his accent coming through. Then his lips connect to mine, kissing me passionately pulling me by the waist.
‘‘Your so perfect” he breaths into the kiss.
That night, we took pictures and Dom posted on his instagram about are new tattoos. The caption reading ‘love ya too fookin infinity🖤♾’
By far worth the pain.
You guys I have a co writer, this is there writeing, its so good, I appreciate you so much ❤❤
