les sequelles - Eric Coulter 1

82. Accidental Matching Tattoos

Imagine: Accidently getting matching tattoos with Eric, and him finally confessing that he actually likes you.

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"Hey Tori," you say walking into the tattoo parlor. You were in the need for a new tattoo, and you had the perfect idea.

"Y/N, long time no see sweetheart," you laugh, "So what did you want to get?"

You pull out an image of an anchor, and hand it to Tori. You tell her that you want it on the side of your torso, and she lays you down to begin.

An hour or so later, Tori is finally finished. You look at it and smile, "I love it Tori, thank you so much!"

Eric's POV

I walk into the tattoo parlor, looking to get a new tattoo, I look around for a while, trying to find something I like, but I have no luck. I walk up to Tori's station, "Hey Tori, do you have any suggestion for me?"

"Well, Eric wh-"

"This," I interrupt her, picking up a picture of an anchor tattoo that lies on her table.

"Eric, I'm not sure about that."

"But I am Tori."

"You don't understand Eric, Y/-"

"Tori," I say with more authority, "I want this tattoo."

"Yes Eric," She agrees, and begins tattooing my upper arm.

Y/N's POV

You rush down the hallway to get to the training room, you were getting late and you knew if you didn't make it, Eric would kill you. You arrive a mere minute early, and you see Eric arguing with Four, like usual. You also see a new tattoo on Eric's arm, it's an anchor, realization hits you when you notice that it's the same anchor that you had gotten yesterday. Shit, shit, shit, shit, Eric is gonna fucking kill me, he'll hate me when he finds out that I got the same tattoo as him. You decide that it would be better for you to not take your sweater off today considering you had worn a tank with cut out sleeves just to show off your new tattoo.

"Y/N will spar with me today, we need to give these kids a bit of a demonstration," Eric calls from the fighting ring. You nod and join him; he scans your sweater, "Aren't you going to take that off?"

"No," You say nonchalantly, "I'm cold."

"Okay," He says simply. You begin fighting and after a while. you are sweating like a pig, "I thought you were cold Y/N."

"I-I am," in reality, you feel like you are about to pass out.

"Alright, you get it, now do it on your own," Eric calls, "and Y/N, follow me outside for a moment."

"W-why?"

"Because I said so," He glares, before walking out. You have no choice but to follow, "What's going on Y/N?"

"If this is about the sweater, then I already told you, I'm cold," He runs his finger across your forehead.

"Your body says otherwise," he looks at his finger which is now covered in your sweat, "What are you hiding Y/N?"

He pauses for a moment, then his eyes go wide, "Did someone hurt you?!"

"No! Not at all. Really Eric I'm ju-"

"Enough," he goes to unzip and take off your sweater. He drops it to the ground and his eyes widen again. He brushes you tattoo, "You got the same tattoo as me?!"

"I-I didn't mean to!"

"Well you did, what were you thinking Y/N?!" He shouts and you jump back startled, you knew he'd be mad, but not this mad.

"I-I'm sorry Eric," He laughs and steps closer.

"I'm kidding. You looked horrified, and I decided to take advantage of that."

"You asshole!" You say pushing him. He grabs your wrist and pulls you close to him.

"You know Y/N," He brushes your tattoo again; "It looks like we are bound for life now."

"W-what?" Without another word he pulls you in for a passionate kiss.

"Shit, I've waited so long for this," he gasps.

"So have I Eric," you say, going back in for another kiss.

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