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You were completely mistaken when you initially believed that learning the mesmerizing art form would be a walk in the park. Little did you know, it turned out to be an incredibly challenging endeavor, and to make matters worse, having Jungkook as your mentor only intensified the difficulty. As the days went by and your visits to the art parlor became a regular occurrence, you gradually started to make progress. Remarkably, you found yourself not only embracing the art form but also eagerly looking forward to each session, as it presented an opportunity to acquire new knowledge and skills.
The more you honed your craft, the stronger your connection with Jungkook grew. And oddly enough, you began to detest this deepening bond. At times, you yearned to wipe the smugness off his face with a passionate kiss, while at other times, you reveled in it. It served as a burning fuel, propelling you forward, determined to prove to him that your talent surpassed his expectations. Yet, amidst these conflicting emotions, an inexplicable sense of gratification washed over you whenever Jungkook showered you with praise for your achievements.
This sensation compelled you to persistently challenge yourself, striving to become the epitome of excellence in this art form. Jungkook on the other hand would eagerly wait for you to arrive every single day, his heart filled with anticipation. Somehow, he was starting to develop a fondness for your presence around him, finding it increasingly endearing despite your sometimes stubborn attitude. It was a peculiar feeling that he couldn't quite put into words, but being in your company made him feel a sense of warmth and contentment. He cherished your conversations, finding solace in the comfort your presence brought him. Each day, he found himself eagerly counting down the minutes until he could see you again.There was something about looking into your eyes that ignited a fire within him, reminding him of the burning passion he had when he first discovered his love for the art form. It was a feeling he had never experienced before, one that consumed his thoughts and emotions. It was a feeling so intense and overwhelming that he couldn't help but marvel at its power.
However, today was different. As Jungkook anxiously waited for your arrival, he realized with growing concern that you were nowhere to be seen. A wave of worry washed over him, his mind racing with thoughts of what could have happened. He fought against the urge to call you, not wanting to intrude on your personal life or come across as nosy. But as the minutes ticked by, he couldn't resist any longer. With a hesitant finger, he dialed your number, his heart pounding in his chest.
With each ring, his anxiety heightened, and his mind filled with a mix of hope and fear. He desperately longed to hear your voice, to know that you were safe and sound. At that moment, he realized that this feeling he had for you was unlike anything he had ever experienced before. It was a deep and profound connection that made him willing to go to great lengths to ensure your well-being.
When Jungkook notices your car parked in front of the tattoo parlor, he puts his phone away and unlocks the entrance, which he had locked a few minutes earlier. Your eyes shined with excitement and your smile was spread wide as you entered. "I'm so sorry I'm late, there was traffic and all," you quickly jump to explain, eager to share the reason for your delay. Jungkook chuckles to himself for being so worried, finding your enthusiasm endearing. He smiles and shakes his head in reassurance. "It's okay. Let's go inside and I have a surprise for you."
He puts his arm around your shoulder, guiding you towards the entrance as you walk in together. "A surprise?" Your eyes light up even more, curiosity evident in your voice and a wide grin forms on both of your lips. Jungkook leads you into the room and shows you the surprise. To your amazement, it's a beautifully crafted ink gun, adorned with intricate details and elegant gold accents. Your eyes spread wide as you take the object in your hand, marveling at its craftsmanship. Holding the ink gun in your hand feels like a child opening a present on their birthday, the thrill and anticipation filling your entire being. It's not just a tool, but a symbol of creativity and self-expression
You can't believe that Jungkook has gone to such lengths to surprise you with such a thoughtful gift. Overwhelmed with gratitude and happiness, you can't contain your joy and jump in happiness, embracing the man tightly, who didn't expect such a reaction at all. The same grin forms on his lips and he hugs you back, the warmth of the moment enveloping both of you. "Oh my god! Thank you!" you exclaim, your voice filled with genuine appreciation. "Now you've learned the basics, all that I could teach you," Jungkook says with a proud and encouraging tone- and what you seem to miss a hint of sadness- recognizing your potential and eagerness to support your journey in tattoo artistry.
For a brief moment, you find yourself pausing, unable to tear your gaze away from his intense eyes. The air around you crackles with unspoken emotions, and a weighty silence hangs in the atmosphere. Gratefulness fills your heart, and you express it with a soft, appreciative smile, mirrored by his own. In that fleeting instant, it's as if an invisible thread connects the two of you, conveying a depth of understanding that defies words. The subtle shift in energy is palpable, and the warmth radiating from his smile seeps into the very core of your being.
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FanfictionAfter your friends finally, convince you through their annoying begging to get a tattoo, you decide to get one after all. What's wrong with a little friendship tattoo right? Wrong, no not about the tattoo but about the tattoo artist. Jeon Jungkook. ...