{Tattoos and Music} (A STEDDIE FANFIC)

Phone Number

Steve sighed, strumming the strings on his guitar gently as it whispered to him softly, he closed his eyes, humming to himself as he tapped his foot, music. it was his only escape from reality, he loved how it was like art and you could make it anyway you want.

But the peace went away quickly as his friend robin busted through his apartment door, immediately snatching his guitar and setting it down against the wall, "What the fuck rob-"
"come with me to get a tattoo! pleasseeee" *she begged, giving him puppy eyes, "uh-no." steve said with a sarcastic smile before grabbing his guitar and resuming what he was doing before she had intruded, "Oh come on steve pleaseeee, just a small one" Robin whined, following him around, "No! robin im not getting a tattoo and that is final!"

"Come on steve, i promise its a small one-" "Fine! oh my god just shut up will you? i have a headache" robin smiled, doing a little victory dance before dragging steve out of the apartment, once they arrived at the parlor robin smiled, and instantly began flirting with the girl at the front desk, complimenting her before finally telling her what tattoo they were getting,  a star on her thigh and a scoop of ice cream on steves thigh, they stood for their past job, Starcourt and Scoops ahoy.

steve smiled at the idea and nodded, of course robin went first, once she was done it was clear she cried a little, steve laughed instantly getting a shove and a smart remark from robin. she laughed before pushing steve into the room, he rolled his eyes, sitting down in the chair waiting for whoever this tattoo artist was, steve glanced at his watch before looking around the room, the walls covered with different tattoo designs and Metal band posters.

After a few minutes a tall man with a messy man bun keeping up his long, curly, black hair. he had an extra hairband in his mouth and he was putting on black gloves, tattoos of bats, skulls, and other creepy things decorated his arms and neck, his skin slightly tanned. without glancing a dark red blush creeped on steves face as he watched the man with curiosity, his name tag said {EDDIE}, that name bought back memories, bad and good ones but he shook it off.

"You want an ice cream tattoo?" eddie chuckled to himself quietly getting a few things ready, "uh, yeah it was my friends idea, i want it here" steve pointed at his upper this, near his hip,eddie nodded getting an alcohol wipe ready to clean it, he glanced up at steve just staring him dead in steves eyes, steve blushed getting defensive. "What??" eddie laughed again, "i need you to remove your pants so i can access the area you want me to tattoo" 

steve nearly choked on air but nodded, removing his pants slowly and scooting off to the side, making his thigh more accessible for eddie, eddie cleaned it with some wipes and pushed the needle to steves skin, it hurt but not too bad, after about an hour eddie smiled, wiping off the access ink and wrapping up steves leg. "all done big boy" he smiled throwing a few things away and pulling out a paper.

Steve smiled at the nickname, eddie handed some paper and a clipboard to steve, "Write your name there and sign there and then your all good to go!" steve nodded, writing his full name and pausing, with a small smile he scribbled a heart at the end of his last name and handed the clip board back to eddie.

 eddies eyes went wide for a second before he smiled, he ripped off a small slip of paper and wrote some numbers down, he attached it to the front of the clip board and handed it back to steve "just give that to the receptionist, and uhh, keep the note"  he smiled, turning and walking into another room, steve glanced at the note seeing a phone number, he smiled warmly, his stomach filling with butterflies as he walked out.




i found you.....