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The Tattoo

I should start keeping a record of everyone who says they're gunna stop reading bc of Yoongi.

I mean I literally stated many times that this was going to be a dark story and that Yoongi is going to do literally anything and everything he can think of to win.

The bet has no rules so Yoongi can do anything except murder Namjoon (spoiler alert: he doesn't go that far)

Like I said, if u don't want to read that then that's fine but I don't need to hear you complain about a dark theme you were ALREADY WARNED ABOUT.

Imagine ignoring a warning and then being mad u read something u didn't like, despite being forewarned about it. It doesn't make any fucking sense to me so shut up if ur leaving bro I literally do not care.

Deleting yalls annoying comments.

For those of you staying till the end, you will reach the only aftercare scene in this entire book, and will find out who the winner is uwu ♡

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Still bound to the table, Namjoon looked in the mirror to see behind him, where Yoongi and Park were chatting. Neither man was making a move to untie Namjoon.

The dimpled boy laid there, trying to get his heart rate under control as he thought about what Yoongi had planned.

He was going to get tattooed. There was no way around it- unless he admitted defeat and quit the bet. At a max, he could postpone the appointment by three days, but on the fourth day...

Plus, he would have to use up his last two safewords just to delay the inevitable.

Namjoon didn't want to do that.

He knew Yoongi had worse things planned.

He made a sound behind the tape that gagged him, catching Park's attention.

"I think he wants to say something." The artist said.

Yoongi shrugged. "It won't be anything worth hearing."

"Let's take the tape off, I want to know what he thinks about the four appointments." Park sounded excited.

"It can't come off. Not without the solvent that dissolves the glue." Yoongi didn't care that Namjoon couldn't talk.

Namjoon made a writing motion with his hand, which Yoongi ignored.

But Park grabbed his drawing journal and a pencil, hurrying over to the table. He held the journal up and placed the pencil in Namjoon's tied hand, watching as the boy scribbled.

Do the tattoo

Park's eyebrows shot up. "Now?"

Namjoon nodded, his mind made up.

Yoongi looked over and read the sentence. "You know that even if you go through with getting it done today, you still used up a safeword already. You won't get to take it back. You still only have two left."

Namjoon wrote some more.

I don't want to waste the other two chances by putting this off for just two more days. Do the tattoo now.

Yoongi grinned. "I guess it still has some thinking capacity. I'll make sure to fuck that out of it sooner than later."

To Park, he said, "Get the needle ready. We're doing this."

Namjoon closed his eyes as they set up everything again, working to keep himself calm.

It would hurt, but the pain would be temporary. He wasn't scared of the process, just of the end result. He had no idea what Yoongi was having done on his back, and could only hope it wouldn't be something too terrible.