It's your only your second time getting a tattoo, but you want something bold for your birthday. You decide to get a red flower going down your spine. You wanted it thin but prominent.
You had been thinking about it all year, and finally, you have made your decision.
You've booked an appointment at a well known established tattoo shop in New York. The place you had gone to before was fine, but you didn't like the people who had worked there. So this time around, you decided to go to a place you knew wasn't gonna let you down.
Your appointment was supposed to be at 6pm, and here you are, still putting your clothes on, it's 8 o'clock. You were supposed to take a nap because you had minor headache, not a fucking coma.
Struggling to get out of the house, all you remember to bring is your phone and your keys.
Driving at a fast but safe speed, you make it to the shop in 15 minutes.
You saw one of the guys turning over the open sign into the closed sign. Luckily, you were right at the door step.
"Please?" You ask politely.
The tattooed man opens the door and lets you in with his jaw clenched.
"We close at 8 o'clock.... It's 8:15" The man says with a low tone, his eyes scanning your whole body.
"I know, I... I was supposed to take a nap, not a coma" Lightly smacking your forehead, you look down at your feet with a chuckle.
"Don't worry about it, I can go overtime for a lil' bit"
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah.... Uh, anyway! What are you planning on getting?" He says, crossing his buff arms across his chest, as he tilts his head to the right.
You close your lips and gulp down some air before you said a word.
"Oh.. uhm, just- I.... I just want a red fl- flower going down my... b-back"
Your cheeks flush when he bites his lip, your lips once again close.
With a low groan, he asks you to turn around.
Like a dumb puppy, you did as he said.
"So you want it.... Here?" He asks, tracing a finger down your spine, and you let out a soft moan. Your eyes widen in shock with the sound you had just let out.
Immediately you turn around.
"I- I didn't m-mean to moan like that... I-... I've just had such a rough day and I-"
He lets out a little giggle as he looked to the side.
"It's fine. So that's where you want it, right?"
Holding in a mixture of a smile and a laugh, you respond back.
"Yeah..."
"Alright! Great. Come with me please"
You followed him into a room, with all sorts if inks and needles.
"Do you like it big?"
You frown your brows and squint your eyes.
"Excuse me?" You gasp out.
"The tattoo? Would you like me to make it big?"
"Could've just said that, and no, I don't want it big... but I do want it long"
Just as you did before, he frowns his brows and squints his eyes.
"What?"
"The tattoo? I want it to go all the way down my back"
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Jungkook one shots (contains smut chapters)
FanfictionHas a shit tone of smuts💅🏽✨ ❌Fluff - medium ❌Angst - high ❌Smut - very fucking high🤠 Ranks: 6th in exgf 2nd in jungkookxyn 1st in jungkookxyn 5th in exgf