Stray Kids Imagines

Tattoo ~ Hyunjin

An edited version from one of my other books

HYUNJIN POV
I walked into the room, my neck aching from the 2-hour session at the tattoo shop. I had been hesitant about getting this tattoo out of fear of how (Y/N) would react. Typically, when we see people on the streets with tattoos, she makes remarks about how they have "damaged" their skin. Sometimes I agree, other times I disagree, depending on whether the tattoo covers their whole body or just a small part. But there were times when she did like some tattoos we saw, which made me more interested in getting one.

Despite this, I wasn't ready to get a tattoo just in case she did something regretful in response, like break up with me. However, I pushed through for whatever reason and still managed to get the tattoo on my lower back. I've always wanted one, and even though I probably should have talked to (Y/N) about it, I did it anyway.

"(Y/N)? Are you home?" I asked as I dropped the keys on the center table.

"Yeah, babe, I'm in the kitchen." She yells from the apartment, and I make my way there slowly. I walk to where she is standing, next to the stove, and hug her from behind. She chuckles and tilts her head back, kissing my lips. She pulls away, turning around to look at me as she leans on the kitchen counter beside the stove.

"Where were you?" She asks. I hesitate slightly before replying.

"So, I did something today..." I start. "Something... risky, I guess you could say."

"And what did you do?" Her eyebrow arches as I take a step back from her and pull up my shirt slightly to show off the tattoo I got. Her breath hitches slightly as a look of shock crosses her face.

"I got a tattoo." I smile, trying to ease some of the awkwardness in the room. She swallows.

"A tattoo..." She walks closer to me and places her hands on my backside, examining the area around the tattoo without touching it. "A tattoo."

I hum, not feeling too great about her lack of response. "What do you think?" She takes a moment before she leans back against the counter and crosses her arms.

"It's hot." She then looks me right in the eyes, a soft smile spreading across her lips.

"It is? I thought you would be mad at me." She shakes her head, stepping closer.

"How can I be mad at this? It makes you look really attractive," She says, then bites her lip seductively.

"You think so?" I say, bringing my face closer to hers. She nods and then places her lips on mine for a quick kiss.

"Mhmm... definitely hot." She places her lips on my neck gently and kisses it as well. Her hand slowly moves towards the area on my back, touching it a bit but still inflicting a bit of pain.

"Ow, that hurts," I pout. She pulls away, then arches her eyebrows at me.

"Oh really?" She turns around, fixing whatever she was working on when I walked into the kitchen, before turning towards the hallway to our bedroom. "That's kind of sad because I was hoping to do a little something tonight. But you know, that involves a lot of, um... touching and such, so maybe I'll just..."

"Come to think of it, it actually feels a lot better," I say and start to follow her to the bedroom.