When rising tattoo artist Londen Richards lands an unexpected booking with Jaden Hossler, the notorious musician with a love for ink, she never imagines it will be anything more than just another session. But as Jaden sits in her chair, studying her...
After months of touring, countless shows, and La Di Die reaching the top of the charts, Jaden and I finally found ourselves heading home. We’d spent the last several weeks on the road, and as much as I loved the energy of the tour, the excitement of performing, and the endless sea of fans, nothing felt more comforting than the thought of being back in our own space, away from the spotlight, where everything felt simpler.
The plane ride home was peaceful, just the two of us nestled in the private jet, with the soft hum of the engines in the background. Jaden was asleep, his head resting on my shoulder as I stared out the window, my mind running wild with everything that had happened. La Di Die had exceeded all expectations, our relationship had grown stronger than ever, and the world knew our story now.
When we landed, we were met with the usual frenzy at the airport, but this time, it felt different. People cheered and called our names, but Jaden and I held hands tightly, sticking close together as we made our way through the crowd.
We didn’t have long before our next commitment—a photo shoot. It was part of the promotion for the tour’s end and for the success of the song, but this shoot was special. This time, it wasn’t just about Jaden. It was about us. We were going to be photographed together, capturing the essence of our love, our journey, and everything we had worked so hard to create.
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When we arrived at the studio, it was buzzing with activity. The photographer and his team were setting up, and the entire vibe felt like it was straight out of a dream. The room was filled with natural light from huge windows, soft music played in the background, and the photographer had already laid out a series of outfits for us. I felt a wave of nervousness hit me, unsure of how I would look in front of the camera.
But Jaden was there, as always, his calming presence making everything seem easier. He squeezed my hand as we walked into the shoot space.
“Relax,” he whispered. “We got this.”
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The shoot began with us standing side by side in matching outfits—simple, elegant, and intimate. The photographer asked us to pose in various ways: one moment we were facing each other, smiling, another moment we were laughing together, completely lost in the moment. The camera clicked nonstop, and every time I looked at Jaden, I couldn’t help but smile. There was a certain magic about the way he looked at me, like he was seeing me for the first time every time, no matter how many photos we took.
The photographer, seeing how natural the chemistry was between us, encouraged us to get closer, to touch, to let the camera capture those raw, unfiltered moments.
And then it was time for the more intimate shots. Jaden wrapped his arms around me, his fingers tracing the outline of my jaw as we shared a soft, tender kiss for the camera. The photographer directed us through different angles and shots, but it was easy. I wasn’t posing for the photos anymore—I was just with Jaden, sharing moments that were ours and ours alone.
The afternoon passed by in a blur of laughter, soft whispers, and stolen glances. We were completely in tune with each other, making the shoot feel like an extension of us—of who we were together. Every shot seemed to tell a story, not just of our love, but of everything we had been through to get here.
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As the shoot wrapped up, I felt an overwhelming sense of peace. There was something about seeing our relationship captured through the lens of the camera that made me appreciate what we had even more. The photographer showed us a few sneak peeks of the images, and I couldn’t help but smile. We looked amazing—together, perfectly in sync. But it wasn’t just the way we looked that made me smile. It was the love behind it all—the genuine connection we had.
Jaden reached for my hand, his thumb brushing over the back of it as we walked toward the exit. “You’re stunning,” he said, his voice low and full of admiration.
I looked up at him, my heart swelling. “You make it easy to look stunning,” I replied, smiling.
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We left the studio together, hand in hand, both of us reflecting on the moments we had just shared. The photo shoot wasn’t just a work obligation—it was a moment to freeze time, to capture the essence of our love in a way that was raw, real, and beautiful.
When we finally got home, we relaxed, unpacking and settling into the familiar comforts of our space. Jaden wrapped his arm around me as we sat on the couch, and I leaned my head on his shoulder, feeling at peace for the first time in a long time.
"What's next for us?" I asked quietly, thinking about everything ahead of us.
Jaden kissed the top of my head. "I don't know, but I want to keep doing it with you. All of it. Making music, making memories, just... being with you. You and me, Londy."
And in that moment, I realized how true that was. Whatever was next for us, we would face it together—hand in hand, side by side. And there was no one I would rather have by my side than Jaden.
We had everything we needed: each other, the music, and the love that had started it all.
And nothing was going to change that.
_________________________________________ Jxdn
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