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176. Lee Daehwi Mafia AU

https://imagineproduce101.tumblr.com/

warnings: needles, tattoos

· you were a tattoo artist at a local tattoo studio

· you worked there with your older brother, who had been good friends with some of the members of 101 in high school

· because of that, whenever a new member joined 101, they went to your studio to get their 101 tattoo

· you and your brother had complied an entire binder of the different "101″ designs you'd come up with so far

· one night, you were just sketching at the front desk of the studio because your brother was getting the latest shipment of ink

· a group of guys came in, and you recognized a few of them as higher-ups of 101

· they'd come by before to get other work done by your brother, and you'd done touch-ups on kang dongho's back tattoo as well

· they greet you and gesture towards a small guy, probably the same age as you, clearly terrified

· "ah, (y/b/n) isn't here right now," you explained, "you can wait for him if you'd like, or i can do it"

· they agreed that it would be better to just get it over

· you asked the guys to wait in the front, leading him to your smaller studio room and settling him into the chair

· "so, I'm (y/n), and obviously i'll be working on you today" you introduced yourself

· "l-lee daehwi," he replied, sending you a nervous smile

· you smiled at him, "i'm not gonna ask how a cute guy like you ended up running the likes of kang dongho and ong seongwoo"

· daehwi laughed shakily at that, pushing the silvery-blonde hair out of his face

· "so, here's some of the 101 tattoos that i've done before" you leaned over, showing him the binder of tattoos you'd already done, glancing over at him as he exhaled nervously

· "you scared of needles?"

· "something like that"

· he ends up not really being a fan of any of the samples, so you work with him to find something he likes

· he ends up settling on a simple, clean '101′ right underneath his collarbone

· you prepare the paper and have him take off his shirt

· he turns kind of red as he's unbuttoning his black collared shirt, so you turn away since he's obviously uncomfortable

· you handed him a mirror and held the paper up underneath his collarbone to just check and make sure it was okay

· he tells you it's fine, and you grab a disinfecting wipe, carefully wiping the area

· he hissed at the cold, obviously super nervous

· "hey, i want you to take a deep breath" you said, concerned about him

· daehwi did as you asked, breathing in through his nose and out through his mouth

· "you know, if you don't want to do this, i can tell dongho my machinery's not working or something," you said gently, placing a hand on his arm "i've known him forever, he'll believe me"