❝ want me to kiss it better? ❞
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┆in which y/n meets the esoteric boy
┆that used to doodle on her in class years
┆later at his tattoo parlor
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tendou satori x black/hispanic (fem) reader
est. 050821
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YOU SMILED upon hearing the familiar chimes that signaled your arrival. the parlor was empty, seeing as it was pretty early in the morning so ken'ichi's gaze automatically went to you.
he smiled upon seeing you walk in and waved, eyebrows rising at your bubbly countenance.
"you seem lively," he pointed out when you were standing in front of him, his eyes wandering to your fingers that drummed on the desk.
"i suppose i'm a bit excited," you confessed, leaning in a bit as if to tell him a secret. "but don't tell him i said that."
the sound of his sweet chuckle filled the room, "i could tell you were by the rumble of your bike so early in the morning. did you get it fixed?"
you clasped a soft hand over your mouth, holding back a smile, "oh gosh, was it that loud?" you giggled. "wait, how'd you know my bike was under repair?"
"last time, you came in a car. plus, you didn't have helmet hair last time— not that i was watching you or anything," he said hastily. "just very observant..."
your mind seemed to completely skip over his sudden nervous behavior, "helmet hair??" you exclaimed, your head turning to a nearby mirror. "and you tell me this now??"
ken'ichi's giggle overpowered his severely insincere apologies as you dipped your head down and ruffled up your curly fro. "stupid officer daichi out patrolling this early in the morning..."
when you realized your hair was never gonna look as it did when you left the house, you gave up and went to lean on the desk with a longing sigh.
"so, kenny, are you and tendou just friends... coworkers, or is there something deeper there?" you asked with a grin.
ken'ichi's light brown eyes went wide with what looked like surprise, "w-w-what?? i dont know what you mean by that, but he's really just my boss, i—"
"oh, don't be so naive, i see the way you look at him," you said haughtily, leaning in and causing his blush to deepen.
he put a hand over his mouth and the poor boy's eyes shot around the room at your accusation, as if there was anybody around to overhear. "i— how do i look at him?? do i look at him weird? because if so i'll sto—"
ken stopped his frantic questioning at the sound of your bubbling laughter along with the sound of tendou's voice.
"stop bullying him, you fiend. i'm just his intern...man... provider-person thing," tendou said, peering down at you in little to no disbelief at your deliberate teasing.
"ooh, so he's a youngin? i see..." you trailed off, your gaze wandering back to ken'ichi. "does that mean you like older women? i can help you get some experience in other categori—ah!"
"aaalright, that's enough fun for you," tendou drawled with an impassive smile, grabbing the hood of your hoodie and dragging you past the little black gate. "so sorry about this little miscreant's behavior, kenny."
it might've been your imagination, but he sounded... well, frankly, he sounded pissed.
after dragging you to one of the backrooms on the lower floor, which seemed to be where people who were getting bigger tattoos were taken, tendou pushed you down on a large black tattoo chair.
if it wasn't for a sudden, overwhelming feeling of intrigue—which might've just been arousal—you might've been offended.
"you... are distracting my workers," tendou said accusingly, your eyes dragging down his tattooed forearms as he slipped on some black latex gloves.
"oh, come on, i was just making light conversation," you said airily. "why? does that upset you?" you asked as your voice seemed to dip into a pool of honey.
you shifted in your seat, slipping your shoes off and tucking your socked feet under the crooks of your knees. he seemed to only then notice that you did in fact dress for the occasion.
under the large hoodie that stopped just below mid-thigh, you wore the longest skirt that you could borrow from your roomate, which ended just above the end of your hoodie.
tendou looked at you for a long moment, and you found it unbelievable that he was still able to keep his expressions smooth and inviting despite the darkening of his eyes as he tilted his head to study you.
he sucked in a long breath, which you don't think he intended for you to notice.
"would you stop if it did?" he said finally, walking over to a spinny stool in the corner and picking up what looked like a sketchbook. upon noticing you were too busy watching him to answer, he said: "if it upset me, i mean."
once you blinked back to reality, you realized tendou was standing right in fromt of you. and due to his height, you were staring directly at his lower abdomen.
"y-yeah...for you i would," you said, which was greatly uncalled for—you don't know what got into you. though you did find some truth in that statement.
a day of texting-emailing-lettering tendou (you still hadn't made up a word for it) and experiencing his undeniably amorous ways definitely sent you off your rockers.
when the words left your lips your eyes seemed to lock on your knees, and only after a few seconds did you look up to find the softest of grins wiped across tendou's lips.
"yeah?" tendou said, his grin turning to a smirk as you peered up at him with your sweetly shaded eyes. "how much would you do for me?"
tendou brought his hand up to your cheek, his thumb rubbing the soft spot before moving over to your lightly shaded top lip and softly running it down to the bottom, the gloss on your lips smearing.
a tiny, unsolicited squeak left your lips at the gesture and it took everything in you to not take him thumb in your mouth, but you quickly gained back composure.
"anything."
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