$lut ; kunimi a ✔️.

don't like him.

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y/n hummed to the song SLUT by ppcocaine as she walked around her kitchen; dressed up and ready to go out.

"firstly, what're you humming? secondly, where are you going?" josh asked, sitting down at the kitchen isle as he looked the girl up and down.

"one, slut and two, out." she answered vaguely. the male disregarded her entire first statement, jumping straight into his overprotective mode.

"with who?" he asked.

"s-l-u-t, slut wassup! dont bang my line, 'till y'know you wanna fuck." she sung, humming as she pretended to not hear josh's question. she looked in the refrigerator for a bottle of water, pulling it out once her eyes landed on it.

"s-l-u-t, slut- what?" he asked, his eyebrows furrowing together in confusion. he always knew she was a little crazy, maybe a lot at times, but this was just pure insanity.

the doorbell rung before josh could ask anymore questions; y/n bought choking on her drink when she saw josh walking towards the door.

she quickly walked past the male to open it herself, smiling up at kunimi who stood with his hands in his pockets.

a hum was heard from behind her; the door closing before she sighed to herself and turned around.

"i don't like him." is all josh stated.

"you don't like anyone; c'mon give him a chance! you didnt even like me at first!" she pouted, practically begging for josh to accept her plea.

josh bit the inside of his cheek, debating on if he really wanted to even give kunimi a chance.

"where are y'all going?" he sighed, stuffing his hands in his sweat pockets.

"sunarin's shop, we're getting new tattoos." she beamed, smiling at the boy who closed his eyes.

"as long as it's not matching, i guess you can go." he sighed, fighting the urge to just punch kunimi down the second the door reopened.

"thanks dad!" she joked, standing on her tippy toes to kiss his cheek before leaving out the door.

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"sunarin!" y/n smiled, walking into the shop seeing suna throw away his used gloves.

"hey beautiful." he smiled, giving the girl a hug before sitting down in his tattoo chair. it was pretty late at night, making suna the last employee working.

"what can i do for 'ya?" he asked, grabbing a new pair of gloves before fixing all his tools.

y/n took off the hoodie she was wearing, sitting down in the chair and pulling her shirt up a little to showcase her rib cage.

"i wanna tattoo, what else?" she joked as rintarou rolled his eyes.

"of course you don't." he stated sarcastically. "what kind?"

"i was thinking one those cute little poems, right here." she stated, rubbing the skin of where she wanted it.

"what's it gonna say bubs?"

"and i realized, no one has ever touched you before me." she teased, looking over at kunimi as his face went completely red; his leg bouncing anxiously in the seat.

"i know damn well-" suna started, looking at her confused before she laughed and shook her head.

"i'm kidding, i want it to say 'bury your past. let flowers grow where you lay.'"

suna sighed of relief, nodding at her before grabbing his ink.

"cursive?" he asked before she nodded at him. he hummed before tugging at her shirt, telling her to just take it off completely.

she handed it to kunimi as she moved the side of her bra up a little so suna could work.

"boyfriend?" he asked, looking at kunimi for a split second before continuing his work.

"not exactly." kunimi hummed.

"separate it." y/n exclaims.

"boy that's a friend?" suna stated, caustically finishing his line before wiping away excess ink. "fuck buddy."

"some like that," y/n chuckled, looking down at suna who had a knowing smirk on his face.

"uh- may i ask; how do y'all know each other?" kunimi asked, his eyes flickering from the girl to the inked man that steadily worked on her skin.

"i played sports." y/n scoffed.

"really?" kunimi asked, raising an eyebrow. "what did you play?"

"boys." she stated, smiling at the deadpan expression on his face.