My First Tattoo

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Remember when I said that there was no way I would let Eddie near me with a needle? I lied. I actually let him insert a needle into my skin. In my defense, Eddie was very persuasive. Well okay, in reality, all he had to do was help me make some cupcakes for a charity fundraiser, but they were some damn good cupcakes.

"Where did you even get a tattoo gun" My voice muffled by my shirt as I pulled it over my head. "I know a guy. how hard could it possibly be to use?" He responded. I stared in regret as he inspected the small machine in his hands.  

His hands made it appear quite a lot smaller than it really was. I often caught myself staring when he was doing stuff like this. He just looked too gorgeous to not admire and appreciate. I convinced myself that there wasn't anything strange about that feeling, but there definitely was. I was taken from my trance as he placed down the gun to put on gloves.

"Are you fully sure you want this across your collarbone?"
"Yes" I responded as I laid back on his bed.
"Okay, do not flinch, I am not skilled enough to handle your wimpy ass."

He knelt down next to the bed and pulled me to scoot closer to the edge. "Shut up man, I could beat you in a fight any day."
"Yeah? You're like half my size, you'd be begging for mercy." He stated as he brought the machine up to my bare chest.  "Half your size? You're only two inches taller than- holy shit!"
"do *not* flinch."

"HELLFIRE 1986" is now permanently written across my right collarbone

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