Winter went to a tattoo shop to draw something just under her navel but later came back the next day just to admire the person who drew the tattoo for her because she's 𝘴𝘮𝘰𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘰𝘵. While Karina needs someone to play along with her lonely...
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*TW - attempted rape.
It didn't take long for Karina to heal and began to walk by herself, thus staying back at her living space inside her shop. The moments both of 'em arrived there after so long, Winter sulks, feeling terrible for not having the tattoo artist to live with her again.
"Can you just move out and stay with me? I have lived alone all these years, and having you living with me was such a blessing. It's a pity that it only took you a week and a half to be back here again", she pouted as soon as she landed her butt on Karina's crimson red bed.
"Sometimes you should hold your obsession for me just for a while, Winter", the artist laughs, unpacking the clothes from the bag before putting it neatly inside her closet.
Winter still sulking, pouting on the bed, and Karina couldn't help but smile so wide looking at her reaction. She came closer and cupped the younger girl cheek with her hands.
"You're cute", she said before giving a quick peck on Winter's lips. "But I had a job to do for living", she peck her lips again.
"But I greatly suggest for you to move out and live with me. You're alone, and I'm alone. We'll be less lonely if we live together, and you still can come here for work", Winter looked into the artist eyes pleadingly. Somehow, tears started to form in the corner of her eyes.
Karina chuckled by the cute act and could not help but admire the love Winter gave her all day long.
"I'll think about it", she replied seconds after, and Winter's eyes wide open. Her mouth turns into the bright smile that Karina loves, all sunshine on her face.
"Really?", she asked again.
"Really", Karina nods her head with her smile.
"Thank you!", the younger girl shot up from the bed, hugging the tattoo artist inside her embrace so tight that Karina stumbled with her steps backwards.
"I'm not even agreeing. Why are you so happy?", she laughs.
"Still-- Thank you, and I love you!", Winter said happily through the hug, enjoying every bits of Karina's scent.
"I know".
***
Another week comes, and Winter is back to her usual weekday routine. Go to class, hear the boring lectures, go to the studio, sketch and paint some more, then go home.
But it sucks because she knew that this time, she's alone.
Become a regular visitor at Karina's shop that the older girl didn't care no more, sometimes Winter just watched the older girl doing her job on her customers. Sometimes, she pulled out her sketchbook to sketch what she's seeing. Sometimes, just to randomly draw anything by taking glances at the artist.
Karina don't mind at all. If Winter wants to stay for the night, Karina will let her stay. She couldn't help herself to grow fonder for Winter, falling deeper and deeper for her charms.
