DO NOT FORGET, kozume kenma

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—Ouch, Akaashi, it hurts.

—If you stay quiet it wont, Y/N - the brunette said for the 20th time.

You rolled your eyes, seeing him stare at you with the tatto machine in the hand, soon going back to painting your skin with the same, totally focused. It had been almost two hours you were seated at that chair, with your thigh being tattooed by Keiji. You always picked randomly things for your tattos, when you felt like it, you simply called the brunette and waited for him in your dormitory room or you were going to his studio, that actually was his room - where were you now.

—Did he call you?- you asked

—Hm? Who?- he moved his hand way from your thigh, looking at you.

You stared him, you always lose yourself in the green eyes of the brunette, now red due the joint that he smoked with you some minutes ago. Akaashi was a pretty guy, maybe the prettiest that you ever saw, a symmetric face, his body was almost covered by tattos and piercings and his personality was kind and it always got your attention. So he has being your crush, even if he didn't like girls.

—Osamu, right

—Ah... no. But I don't even want he calling me too, no patience for the drama that are the Miya.

—I am tired of the twins drama too. Why they have to so complicated, Kaashi?- you rolled your eyes, taking your cigarettes, Marlboro, specifically the gold one, lighting it.- I want a tatto in my hand.

—I didn't bring paint for this.

—No problem, next time you do it.- you sighed- If I have money for this too.

—Your my best friend, I hope you know that I no longer put anything on the cuff.

—I know Keiji.- you rolled your eyes, letting out a groan of pain from the needles in your skin.

—Are you going today?- he stopped, one more time, staring at you. You got a little stressed with him for that, he talked more than tattooed, so it took hours and hours to finish.

—Where you gonna drag me today?

—To the parking lot, to be more exactly, it's a parking lot party. It's a place with a heavy vibe, but it's not like you give a fuck.

—So who is coming...?

—Me and you, Alisa and I think Kiyoko. And another boy that I met.

—Oh... maybe this another boy is the reason that you don't want to deal with the drama from the Miyas?

—Keiji!- you scolded him.- You is the one who is way too good for everybody, except me, so we should get married.

—Ew, no.

—Aghhh.... So whats his name?

—Koutaro. Koutaro Bokuto.

—He is the one who studies Physical education?- he nodded.- Oh my god Kaashi, he is a walking source of stamina, how can you handle it?

—We just went out one time... but he made me feel great. He has a good energy.

You murmured a "hmm", keeping the conversation about tonight. Akaashi was tattooing a snake in your tight, it wasn't your first tatto, and definitely not the last. Both of you stayed more two hours there, Akaashi was as detailed as he was slow, but in the last hour he just focused on your skin, it was normal, in the minimums details he didn't open his mouth even to say some "ah". When he finished, you got out of the room, wearing only a oversized shirt and your underwear, not really caring about the gaze of the people who was passing by you.