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namkook pt. 1 (eng)

the younger lied on the tattoo furniture, his bare back facing me. his skin already decorated with a lot of tattoos. great ones but the one on his back was just god like. i wondered who could do that great art work. if it even wad man made. the black ink formed a bunch of butterflies, going from his neck along his spine down to the small of his back. the black ink looked firce on his fair skin, just line a page from a book.

"this is a piece of art" i numbled, tracing the contours of the tattoo with the tip of my fingers. the lines were drawn perfectly and thin, leaving myself questioning if i wpuld ever be able to do something like that.

i felt the ravenette shift under my my touch and i realized what i actually did. i clear my throat and begin to clean the skin i should give my attention to.

"you think so?" the other male then asked, his voice calm.

i turned my had to the side, seeing the younger still in the same position as before, his head lays on his arms and from the camlness which he radiated i could tell that his eyes were closed.

"Yeah, i do" i replied short and took the motive of the next tattoo, adding more art onto his soft skin. the motive was a flower, an aster to be precise.

also the flower of the month september. The month he was born in. i saw it when the younger showed me his ID but i wasn't so genius to look after his name, stupid me.

the boy was already 21 but but he didn't look like that, on the contrary, he almost looked like a fucking kid. well his face did but after the boy took of his sweater i really did believe his age.

he had an muscular back and arms, a piece of art there too, that had been hiding under the hatred fabric of this sweater. "i'm gonna start" i warned him before so he could prepare himself for the pain that was to come when i start tattooing his flesh.

"okay" the boy mumbled against the skin of his forarm. i took the tattoo machine and put it on the line on his skin of his side, near his rips. the machine began to hum and i pressed the needle into his pale skin.

the boy twitched a bit, but quickly got used to it. after i was half away trough the tattoo i made a small break, giving him time to breathe properly. "you okay?" Iiasked a bit worried.

"seems like i'll never get used to that feeling but i guess i'm fine" the younger chuckled. after more painful minutes for the younger the tattoo was finished and i cover it so there would be any bacteria going in.

right after i finished with that the male sat up right and pulled his sweater on. i heard the little bell that hang at the door ring, making me know that someone entered the shop. "welcome" i welcomed them before i even turned around to see who entered the shop. but i it was clear when loud stomps sounded and a small frame jumped on my back, yelling "namjooniee" with his deep voice and chuckled.

i couldn't help but smile "hoseok, i have a customer" i informed him calmly, tapping at his arm that was wrapped around my neck. "hoseok?" the ravenette with the godly tattoos asked. hoseok jumped off of me and gave the man in front of us a better look.

"oh my god, jeongguk!" the older breathed out and hipped now on him. there it is, his name. i did nothing but wachting them, watching Hoseok climbing on him till he nearly fell on the floor.

"how long has it been?" hoseok asks him and i still didn't understood how they know each other.

"one and half a year" the younger said, voice low.

"i missed you, and the kids did too" hoseok said and hugged him again.

the ravenette now hugged him back "i missed you all too" he whispers.

" icouldn't reach you and you were just gone" hoseok then asked and made room for the younger, to speak properly. "yeah. i was on the farm of my grandparents" he replied, his voice trembling. "sorry I didn't stay in touch but i-"

hoseok interrupted him. "no it's okay, i know" the older than said and took a few steps back "now that you're back, let's hang out sometime, okay?"

"sure, i would love to" jeongguk said and gave hoseok his phone, for him to give him his number and i stood there watching both of them without any attention given to me

"oh and this is namjoon, my best friend" hoseok then said and pulling me slightly forward so that i was standing next to him. "namjoon this is jungkook" he introduced us.

i smiled wide, dimples showing and took the hand, which he stretched out. "nice to meet you, namjoon" he smiled back, bunny teeth showing. his hands were big but definitely not bigger than mine. he had a few small tattoos there too.

one of it was on the innerside of his forearm, it was an dancing skillet, that was holding a flower, a red spider lily to be exact, the flower with the meaning of death.

today was the day. well, tonight and couldn't be more excited. god, i behave like a teenage girl that couldn't wait for the date with her crush.

today was boring. there wasn't really any customers in the shop and i did nothing but sit until my ass checks hurt and scroll through instagram. and then i decided it was time for a new tattoo. the tattoo i decided for didn't had a deep meaning, i just searched after aesthetic tattoo in pinterest. i simply choose an bar code illustration with the digits of my birthday under it on the inside of my fore arm where my arm met my hand.

i had a lot of tattoos, all of them spread over my arms, my neck and my thighs. and one huge dragon that goes from my upper back over my right shoulder to my right tidie (hoseok once said it like that).

a few hours passed and hoseok came by to pick me up. the sun was already setting. we got home and changed. i wore an white t-shirt, a green silk shirt over it and a black skinny jeans which, like hoseok said, adorned my thighs.

hoseok on the other side wore an black silk shirt, letting a few buttons open so you could see his silver nacklace and black leather pants. his dark-brown hair were partet in the middle, letting you have a good look on his handsome face, while mine blond hair with brown roots where hanging in front of my forehead, just a little gap where my hair line was and my mullet sumply hanging over the back of my neck. "ready to go?" hoseok asked as he pulled the chelsea boots on he stole from our shared friend jimin. but that wasn't a problem the guy had like twenty pairs of them so he wouldn't miss them. i jumped in my causal black-white chucks and opened the door.

the way to the nightclub wasn't far and nobody wanted to stay soober tonight, so leaved the car in the parking lot and walked.

the nightclub belonged to a friend of jimin's.
so he always got us the best spot in the club to sit and bartener, where we could place our order and didn't have to go to the bar counter. we the blonde boy in the dancing crowd and waved him to us.

"oh you're already here" he stated, out of breath. "where are the others?" hoseok asked, looking after the table where the others should sit. "they are all not here yet but the table is there" jimin spoke loud and pointed on the big table with an long booth araound.

when we arrived at the booth i immediately ordered a glass of vodka. my tolerance was good so i could start drinking as soon as possible. hoseok like that, was busy talking to yoongi, the owner of the club, jimin's friend. it wasn't long before i spotted the ravenette boy i was looking forward to in the crowd, beside him another male.

i took the last sip of my glass and stood up, welcoming the both men and calling for hoseok. "Hello" i said, big smile on my lips while i stretched out my hand. the younger took my hand immediately "hey" he said. he took his hand back and introduced his friend "this is Bambam, he's from thailand". and i shook his hand too "nice to meet you, i'm Namjoon".

soo i wrote this like one and a half year ago and haven't finished it. i'm going to do the one-shot in two parts, since i haven't already written the second one. it's divided cause think it's smarter to do it this way, since my writing style has changed quite a bit and it would be weird if there are two different styles in one chap!