"Kori Lane! My girl" The moment we stepped into the tattoo shop the man who I suppose is the owner immediately gave Kori a hug
"Zyair you already knew I had to come, I missed you big head" She went in for another hug
"Who's your friend?" Zyair wiggled his eyebrows, earning a playful smack on the chest from Kori
"This is my friend Mila, this is her first tattoo so treat her right" Kori introduced "I'll take real good care of you Ms. Mila" He stuck his hand out and I accepted
He brought my hand up to his lips and kissed my hand
"Uh no, Zyair you're not gonna flirt with her" Kori detached our hands "I wasn't flirting just greeting this beautiful lady" he winked at me
"This nigga" she mumbled, "where's Donyae?"
"In the back, he's doing a piercing right now, I could do your tattoo," Zyair said "he's not for me he's for Mila, I can trust that he'll be gentle with her," Kori said
"Kori, who do you take me for?" I raised an eyebrow "girl trust me your first tattoo is gonna be hell" She said
"I like pain so honestly this would be a double win for me" I winked "girl you're goofy" she laughed
"Donyae's open so just go straight into that back room and tell him what you want and where," Zyair said and walked into a different room with Kori following behind
Going where he told me I walked into the room that's labeled 'Yae's lab'
"You're Mila right?" He asked "Yeah," I said
I'm usually a more than one-word answer type person but he had me tongue tied
Donyae had dread locs that fell into his eyes, a nose piercing, a mustache but no beard, and silver grills. His melanin looks absolutely spectacular.
He wore a long sleeve grey champion sweatshirt, baggy ripped jeans, and rings on both hands
"what'd you have in mind?" He asked "Medusa in red on my abdomen" I pulled out my phone and showed him my inspiration
"Are you sure, that's a pretty big tattoo and your skin is plain" he said, I sighed "I wouldn't have come here if I didn't want it"
"Alright just making sure you're not gonna fight me when I start this tattoo" he patted the table "come lay down"
I did as told and lifted my shirt so he could place the stencil
"You know a lot of people who claim they're good with pain are the worst kind of customers," He said
My eyes met his "I'm a Black girl coming all the way from North Carolina with 5 brothers, I think a little tattoo will barely make me flinch"
His lips formed into a smile "Glad you're honest, let me know if anything feels uncomfortable"
He began to trace along the lines of the purple stencil
"So you said you're from North Carolina, if you're from there why are you here in Vermont?" He asked, never taking his eyes off the design
"School, I go to the Fashion Academy with Kori," I said "You and Kori close?" He questioned "we met like two days ago so no not really but we're comfortable with each other," I said
"Hm I see, how old are you Mila?" he licked his lips
I chuckled "I'm 20, turning 21 next month"
"I remember when I turned 21, alcohol became my worst enemy" He laughed while recalling the memory
"I'm not new to alcohol, teens are daredevils, especially 17-year-old Mila"
"What was 17-year-old Mila like?" he asked
"She was a hassle, the moment I got my license I went everywhere, parties, boyfriend's house, anywhere a teen could be" I stifled a laugh "Your parents allowed?" he raised an eyebrow
"Hell no! When they found out I was out here rebelling and partying they thought church and the words of the Lord would stir me to the right path"
"quite cliche, a rebellious Christian girl" he snorted "it's not funny they tried to brainwash me" I laughed with him
"you're taking this a little too well, you sure you didn't put any numbing cream on?" He asked wiping the surface
"I'm sure, I like pain so I take it like a champ," I said "what are you a masochist?" he asked "That's a good question but you won't get that answer," I said
"I'll take that as a yes" he mumbled
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"She's different, she didn't flinch or wince at all, not once," Donyae said "She's a masochist," Kori said, "I am not!" I shouted
Donyae laughed "why are you laughing, you're a sadist," Kori said
Zyair gasped "a perfect match"
"haha but no I'm not a masochist," I said and checked my tattoo out in the mirror "Donyae's is 100% a sadistic little bitch so if you ever wanna feel some pain hit him up," Kori said
"I'm always down to inflict some pain on people" Donyae confessed, "I think I'll pass," I said "Kori hurry up and pay so you can leave, I'm tired of seeing your face," Zyair said
"You know what, I've had enough of your shit!" Kori launched at him
I laughed at the both of them
"So Mila, if you want I could tag you in the Instagram post, I would just need your username," Donyae said and I snorted "what a smooth way to ask for my Instagram"
He chuckled and looked away from my eyes "It's Mila.Brown, I don't post much so don't expect to see anything"
"What a dry ass username," He said "And yours is better?" I questioned
"uh yeah! Donyae.com what's more better than that" He said "real original" I rolled my eyes
"What's that supposed to mean?" he stepped closer to me, trying to intimidate me with his height
"for an artist, I expected some more creativity" I never broke eye contact
"I don't like that attitude Ms. Mila Brown," he said "that's too damn bad, what you gon do about it" A grin crept on his face
"Donyae! hands off!!" Kori pushed him away from me "Kori you're a cock blocker for real" Zyair said
"Sorry Yae but you gon have to stick your dick somewhere other than my friend" Kori flipped him off "a little conversation ain't hurt nobody" Donyae put his dreads in a ponytail
"Mhm sure, Mila let's go before he traps you in a game" Kori linked arms with mine
"Bye Mila Brown" Donyae leaned against the door "Mhm bye to you too" I gave a wink before hopping in the car
"You're flirty today," Kori said "not even, I'm just being friendly, my flirt side is more dangerous," I said "You a freaky girl" she laughed
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A/n: Donyae can get it...
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