y/n gets a tattoo and is scared tom won't like it.
"Oh my god I love it!" Zendaya gasped as I showcased my tattoo.
"So do I! God I've wanted this tattoo for so long I'm so happy." I grinned.
As per usual, the more I looked at it the more I worried. Not that I didn't love it but...what if 'other people' didn't?
"Oh no, I know that look. What's wrong?" Z raised her eyebrows.
"I just- I know I love it but what if he doesn't? I didn't tell him so it would be a surprise but maybe-"
"Y/n. Do you like it?"
"I love it."
"Then that's all that matters."
"Yeah...yeah I know. But still. Hes my boyfriend and it's important to me that he likes it!"
"It's important that I like what?" A low voice came from behind us.
"Tom! I-I didn't hear you come in!" I smiled forcefully.
"What's going on baby?" He questioned, walking over to kiss me.
"Oh I just- I um- you see I-"
"She got a tattoo!" Zendaya blurted out.
"Dude!" I hissed.
"Sorry, I thought you'd never say it!"
"You got a tattoo?" He questioned.
"Y-yeah."
"Lemme see."
I was only wearing an oversized shirt and black lace underwear so I pulled it up letting him see the small heart on my hip.
"W-wow." He stuttered.
"Do you like it?" I questioned nervously.
"Do I like it? I love it." He grinned.
"Really?" A smile tugging at my lips.
"Yeah it's really pretty and...sexy." He bit his lip slightly, circling a finger around the ink lightly.
"Okay I think I should go...you kids have fun." She winked and walked towards the door. I listened as it shut.
"So, does it hurt or...can you do stuff?" He licked his lips and ran his hands up my shirt.
"Thomas!" I giggled.
"What?" He smirked, leaning in and kissing my neck.
"Yeah...I can do stuff." I sighed in content, biting my lip and running my hands into his hair.
That was one of the best nights of my life.
I apologise for leaving it on such a steamy note, I cant write smut so just leave it up to your imagination ;)
