les sequelles - Eric Coulter 1

127. Tattooed Fantasy

Imagine: Seeing Eric's tattoo for the first time when you accidentally walk in on him training shirtless.

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You're standing in the training room, watching the initiates fight, you're supposed to be grading them but you can't bring yourself to focus, all you can see is Eric's looming figure standing near you, and once again you have become entranced by the dark patterns that crawled up his neck. Ever since you were an initiate, you had wondered what his entire tattoo looked like; all you could ever see was the part of the design that crept up from under his shirt collar. You're snapped out of your thoughts when the initiate next to you coughed, "You're staring again Y/N," she whispered. Normally you would have given a curt response, but over the past few months, the small, ex-Amity had grown on you and being as observant as she is, she had picked up on your crush.

You shush her but she continues anyways, "If you're really that curious, why don't you just ask?"

"Shut up," you roll your eyes, secretly imagining yourself asking him. You and Eric were pretty decent friends, so it's not like it would be weird, but you knew it would just make your attraction towards him grow even more. Sighing, you turned your attention back towards the fight.

That night you were tossing and turning in your sleep, you had been binge watching your favourite show before bed and now you couldn't sleep. You groan before pushing yourself up, thinking that going on a walk might help you fall asleep.

You make your way to the pit and walk around for a while; there aren't that many people out -probably because it's the middle of the night on a weekday- so the faction is quite peaceful for once.

As you walk past the training room, you notice that the door is slightly open, curious as to why someone would be in here in the middle of the night, you go in. What you see leaves you in awe, Eric is training at the punching bag, and his shirt is lying in the corner. The geometric design on the front and back of his neck trails its way down and gets more intricate as it goes, it covers a majority of his toned back and is speckled with drops of sweat. The sight of him sends shivers down your spine; you can't stop yourself from breathing out, "Holy shit." Luckily, his headphones cover his ears and he doesn't hear you.

You lean against the back wall and continue watching. Eventually, Eric turns to get some water, that's when he sees you, he pulls off his headphones, before he can say anything, you speak up, "Oh please, don't mind me, I'm just enjoying the show."

He smirks, "In that case, I guess you like what you see."

"Definitely," you tease.

"You know, if you wanted to see my tattoo, you just had to ask, no need to sneak around," his comment leaves you speechless for once, how did he know?! He chuckles as if he read your mind, "Next time, try to be a bit more discreet if you're going to stare at someone." He walks up to you before whispering, "Tell me, does it live up to your fantasy?"

"Definitely," you squeak. Come on Y/N, get yourself together!

He gets even closer, "Do you have any more fantasies that may need fulfilling."

You gather your composure enough to say, "I might have a few..."

He pushes you against the wall, and you can feel his hot breath on your neck as he says, "What do you say we make some of them come true?"

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