Brian had just returned home from a long day of filming. You had known he'd lost this week, and were slightly curious as to what he had to do. By the sound of the slamming apartment door, it couldn't have been good.
"Hey, Bri. How was your day?" You ask, even though it was obvious. Between the smell of dinner in the oven and your hug, you were hoping whatever was about to come out of his mouth wouldn't be harsh.
His lack of words, however, was even more concerning. Q slipped off his jacket and rolled up his sleeve, showing you the creepiest tattoo you'd ever seen.
"Oh my god," you whispered, running your fingertips over the new tattoo.
"This is Joe's idea of a good punishment. Mine's the best outta the three," Brian sighed, slipping off his jacket and hanging it on the back of the chair, "Murr's is a skydiving ferret, and Sal has Jaden Smith."
"Wha-Jaden Smith?" You asked him. Q just looked at you, nodded and walked out of the kitchen and down the hallway.
You follow him into the bedroom and find him laying face-down into a pillow. Dropping onto the mattress, you place your head on his shoulder blade, draping your arm over his body.
"I can't believe I have a cat tattoo." Brian whined, but you tell he smiled as your lips pressed against his neck.
"Well...if we just shut off the lights, we wouldn't be able to see it..."
Brian sat up and looked you in the eyes, smirking when he realized what you were getting at.
"But, when the lights go out things get-"
"Exactly." You smiled. Brian rolled off the bed and flipped off the lights, and ran back over to you. Just the thought of what was to come made you excited.
