Jahnnie Drabbles☆

☆StickNPoke☆

"This is like the stupidest idea, ever." Johnnie says as he sees Jake walk inside of the living room, holding an Amazon package.

Jake looks over at johnnie and smiles as he opens the package."it's the best idea." He says the opposite.

Johnnie groans, as he nods. "ok, fuck it. let's do it." He was sitting on the couch, watching Jake unbox the cheap ass looking tattoo kit he's ever seen.

The emo observes the punk unboxing the tattoo kit. Setting it all up on the coffee table. "Is this even sanitary?!"Johnnie laughs.

Jake laughs and shakes his head."it's not. But it'll be worth it. Just watch." "Okay...but, which part of my body are you gonna tattoo?" Johnnie asks. "Also to start it you like, push the pedal on the ground there." He briefly explained, watching Jake set it all together.

Jake was surprised he didn't freak out, which made him excited."I was going to put it on your wrist, if you want. But i was thinking about your back or chest."

Johnnie cringed at the spots, knowing those are some pretty painful spots. He hissed at the thought. "Fuck it, do my stomach" he says.

Jake nods and pulls out the tattoo gun and a few needles. He sets them down. "Where on your stomach?"

Johnnie crosses his hands over his head, his emo hair a mess. His blue eyes looked over at Jake. "Just like my abs, not close to the ribs too much"

Jake nods, chuckling. "You want me to draw a heart or a skull?" He says, chuckling.

"Don't fucking know, don't care. just as long it's not a dick", Johnnie laughs as a smile grows on his face.

Jake rolls his eyes, jokingly. "I'm not gonna tattoo a dick on you. I have some pride. I'm going to draw a star. Just to make you feel edgy."

Jake draws a star on johnnies stomach with a blue sharpie first. He makes sure it's in the right spot and it's symmetrical.

Johnnie sticks his tongue to the side. shifting his body and holding his shirt up. Keeping his stomach exposed to the other. "be careful, fucker."

Jake starts to tattoo the star on Johnnie's stomach. Stepping on the pedal and the buzz sound enters the room.
He was careful not to go too deep or to make the tattoo too big. He was very focused.

Johnnie bit his lip, grunting softly as his breathing got all shaky. "fuck, fuck, you're not even pushing in.." he hissed with a laugh.

Jake smirked and continued to tattoo him. He pushed the needle in a little bit deeper but still wasn't pushing hard. "Don't get too excited, I'm almost done."

"Bullshit, you just started" Johnnie laughs as he closes his eyes. Hissing at the sensation, as he stuck his tongue out again, biting it.

Jake laughed and pushed the needle a little deeper. He was almost done but he didn't want to tell him that yet. He wanted to make him suffer a little.

"what color ink are you using?" Johnnie glanced down. Seeing the bright red ink, and the somewhat brownish/reddish/blue?? on his stomach. ink that Jake was wiping away.

"It's red. But it's more painful because you're a big baby." Jake laughs.

Johnnie grunts, feeling the poking sensation of Jake's movement to fill in the star. He cursed, "fuck..." as his eyes clenched shut again.

Jake laughed as he continued to tattoo him. He was about done but he was going to keep going for a bit longer to mess with him. "Oh you're so weak. This isn't even painful." He teased.

"Yeah..? get your stomach tattooed and come crying to me later." Johnnie grunted as his eyes opened up, glancing up at Jake. Then he noticed how close the two are.

Jake chuckles and finishes the tattoo. He then wipes the blood and other ink off of johnnies stomach. He then leans in closer to him. "You know I could easily make you cry."

Johnnie raises his eyebrow at this. Smiling a little. "Is it finished?" he asked glancing at his stomach. "it looks infected" he giggles.

Jake chuckles and nods. "Yeah it's done. It looks great. I'm glad you like it."

Johnnie laughs, "it looks okay, but oh my fuckin god that hurt.. and it looks infected, hahah."

Jake rolls his eyes and laughs. "You're such a drama queen."
"I'm not a drama queen" Johnnie sits up. grabbing a paper towel and carefully wiping the excess ink that was on his stomach so the tattoo can be seen much better.

Jake rolls his eyes and laughs. He stands up and stretches. "Whatever you sayyyy" he chuckles.

"It looks good though, Jake." Johnnie says as he is looking at the small sticknpoke that Jake did with the cheap ass tattoo gun.

Jake smiles at the compliment. "Thanks, I'm glad you like it. I did it with a cheap ass tattoo gun because it's fun."

"Right, fun." Johnnie rolls his eyes as he looks up at the taller punk. His emo makeup covered eyes are staring up at the other in silence for a moment.

Jake looks down at him. He can't help but notice how cute he is. He looks at him with a flirty smirk on his face. "You know, you look cute when you're not being a drama queen."

"oh shut the fuck up, Jake" Johnnie laughs and shakes his head with a little smile. Johnnie rolls his eyes as he says, "pick up the tattoo crap"

Jake sighs and bends down to pick up the tattoo stuff. He can't help but stare at johnnies body. He's so attractive and he can't believe he never noticed it before.

Johnnie noticed Jake was staring but pulled his shirt down after a little while of letting the new tattoo breathe.

"What are you looking at?" Johnnie smiled, his lip rings poking up a bit as he shakes his head.

Jake is a little embarrassed that he got caught staring. He clears his throat and looks away. "Oh, nothing."

"right" Johnnie responded as he tucks up his knees. Smiling at his friend. "That's kinda weird, dude, kinda weird" he says in a joking tone.

Jake laughs and shakes his head. sitting next to Johnnie. "'can I see the tattoo again?"

Johnnie rolls his eyes, "that proud of it? It's stuck on my body forever." He smiles as he lifted his shirt to show Jake again.

Jake stared at it, his smile growing on his face. his dimples showing. "Good, because it's a perfect memory. You're my best friend, forever and ever."

Johnnie felt touched by the words. He smiled and nods.

"Yeah.. forever and ever." He responded.

(The end.)
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