Tattoo [SakuAtsu Oneshot Fanfic]

Tattoo

"Hmm~ hm~"

Sakusa hummed happily as he cleaned up his workshop. It is almost 12pm, past his closing time.

"There's a lot of customers today."

Thinking about the full cashier, Sakusa smiled brightly.

DING--

A ringing sound catches his attention.

"Oh, I'm sorry, but we're closed!"

The man on the door was stunned, "Huh?"

The man walked in and closed the door behind him. He then looked at Sakusa, "... Can you do a small tattoo for me? Just one?"

The man was asking in a pitiful tone.

"... I'm sorry, but we're clo-"

"Please?"

The man grabbed the corner of Sakusa's shirt and looked at him with red eyes.

Sakusa wavered, "...."

He sighed, then walked to the back, "What kind of tattoo do you want?"

"Huh? Ah! A birthday cake!"

Sakusa hummed, he gestured the man to sit.

"Where do you want your tattoo?"

Sakusa walked closer to the man, turning on his machine, then sat next to the man.

"Uh... Here!"

The man pointed to his inner thighs.

"... Are you sure? It'll hurt pretty bad if it's here."

Sakusa touched the man's thighs, hesitating. The man blushed, then looked away, "It's okay. I can bear it.

" Well, if you say so..."

"Relax your body, I'll start now."

The man nodded.

Bzzttt-- Bzzz--

Sakusa grabbed the man's thigh and tattoo on it carefully. He asked the man, trying to get him to relax, "What's your name?"

The man closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, he opened his mouth and let out muffled sound, "A-Atsumu... Um."

Hearing his voice, Sakusa flinched a bit, then stabilized his hand quickly.

"M-mm, I see. I'm Sakusa."

"Um.. Umh."

"... Let's rest for a bit?"

Sakusa turned off the tattoo pen on his hand and looked up.

Atsumu bites his wrist, trying hard to not let out a sound. His eyes was red and misty as he looked at Sakusa.

Sakusa gulped, then hastily let go Atsumu's thigh and looked away.

"Umh.. Why did you stop...?"

Atsumu tilted his head slightly. He pant a bit, trying to calm his breathing.

"... It hurts, right? Let's rest for a bit."

Sakusa was about to stand up, but his hand was grabbed.

"Don't go..."

"Let's continue, I'm okay..."

"... Please?"

Sakusa's ears turned red. He gritted his teeth, "... Alright."

Sakusa sit back and grabbed Atsumu's thigh, resuming his work. As the prickly and painful feeling spreads from his thigh, Atsumu rest his head on the chair weakly.