MYSTERY_V69

'' it's okay to be insecure ''

       Jungkook slowly dozed off whilst the needle kept puncturing his skin at a rapid pace. Fresh black ink colored the empty paleness of his ribcage. The sound of the tattoo gun and melodic humming of his favorite artist along with music in the background sounding like a lullaby, putting him to sleep. As always.

His body art addiction was recently well fed due to the extra money he enjoyed from his providers. The current one being a relatively simple linework with no underlying meaning. It was just something that looked cool and Jungkook wanted to carry close.

His biological clock was spot on as he tiredly forced his eyes open and was just in time to see Hyunji finishing up the last part of the art piece that now covered the left side of his ribs. The girl moved backwards, more than satisfied, admiring her own work in silence.

''Go check it out in the mirror you lethargic sloth.'' She rasped. Jungkook nodded sheepishly and slid off the chair, wincing when he noticed how irritated the sensitive skin was. But it was totally worth it.

''It's beautiful Hyu, thank you so much.'' He awed, loving the dimension that was created with just simple black lines.

ShyBunnyx_x
*attached photo*
Look what i did hyungie♡

BoyofSeoul
Fuck! Don't attack me like that
I'm in the middle of an
important meeting

ShyBunnyx_x
oopsie

BoyofSeoul
And of course it's gorgeous,
just like you

Jungkook couldn't hide the blush that creeped up his neck. To be called gorgeous by one of Korea's hottest boudoir and LGBTQ photographers of the century was kind of a big deal in his eyes. It wasn't normal for his providers to reveal their entire background, nor was it for him. But some felt comfortable enough to share a little privacy, or it was simply unavoidable.

BoyofSeoul
Can't wait to have another session with you

His ears began to heat up as memories of their last session started to ghost through his mind. It had been so incredibly sensual yet he managed to feel comfortable and was completely relaxed. The main reason probably being the fact that he was looking for a clientele relationship instead of sexual companionship. He was a true professional and treated Jungkook more as one of his clients, but instead of a paycheck he got rewarded with anything he wanted.

As Jungkook waited for Jimin to pick him up at the tattoo parlor, he scrolled lazily on his phone through the many unread messages. There were a ridiculous amount of requests for him to give them access to see his private photos; those being the ones he shot with BoyofSeoul. And yes they were explicit and yes they showed more than he's ever shown to anyone in real life. Except Jimin, but that was different.

And of course he was careful. He never accepted anything without doing a little research or consoling his best friend. Never sent more photos when they bluntly asked for it, and without knowing them. Jungkook wasn't stupid.

''Get in loser!'' Jimin's voice piped up out of nowhere, causing Jungkook to jump up as he was too engrossed in checking out the many new daddies that had favorited his profile.

Jimin's scrap-ready-car had pulled up in front of him and the now pink-haired boy grinned up at him teasingly. As he walked around the small car he noted another figure sitting next to Jimin and huffed. He hated sitting in the backseat as motion sickness always got the best of him.

''Hope you don't mind but I ran into this fucker, so he's coming along. Now show me your new tatt!'' Jimin rambled on as Jungkook threw his bag in and squeezed himself into the narrow and ill-spaced backseat. It was a miracle this thing even had a backseat.