Sunflowers: Sean Diaz x Reader

Chapter Twenty-Eight: We Were Doing So Well

I smirked.

"If it's a dick, I swear to God—"

"It's not!" I said before whispering in Cassidy's ear.

"That's so random, though," She said as I sat back down.

"It's something that you would've understood if you..." I paused, my chest feeling heavy in a sudden motion. "If you knew us before."

She seemed to not notice the weight of my response, "Well, that's cute! Boy, you won't be disappointed. Here's to your first tattoo, Sean Diaz! All right, put your arm over here. You okay?"

"Yeah, yeah, uh," She put the pen on Sean's arm, making him wince back.

"Hey! Don't move, boy!"

"But, it fucking hurts!"

"What did you think this was? Doodling on your arm with a pen? Don't worry. You won't feel the pain— eventually. Better?"

"Mmmmm... Mmmm..." He put his head in his hand, making me chuckle.

I put a hand on his thigh, "Aww, you're not used to needles, are you?"

"My poor city boy," Cassidy chuckled. "At least I'm sure you'll never forget me now."

"Where did you get your tattoos?" Sean asked, probably trying to distract himself from the pain.

The thing about stick and pokes, and I can say from experience, is they don't have the same feeling as a tattoo gun. The gun hurts, but it's a bunch of super fast needles, so it goes by faster.

The stick and poke is a singular needle— it's slow and takes forever to turn a bunch of single-pressed dots into one picture.

The first time I got a stick and poke, I almost fainted— but I was a pussy back then who not only had a lower pain tolerance, but also was afraid of needles.

True story btw

"Shit, lots of places, dude. I get new ones all the time. Often when I'm bored or drunk!"

"Don't you have any regrets?" He asked.

"Ha! The number one question. Nah. They're all parts of me, good or bad. Or neither."

"Okay..." He attempted to look down.

"No, it's a surprise!" I told him, "You can't see it until it's done."

"What's with you guys and doing that?"

"She wants you to be surprised," Cassidy said. "Besides, when you smile, she gets this look on her face every time!"

I frowned, "I do not! Why are you trying to start shit?"

Sean smiled at me, "It's nothing to be embarrassed about, (Y/N). You—"

"Ahh! There it is!" Cassidy stopped what she was doing and pointed at me.

"You guys suck!"