The world has moved forward, yet some packs and families remain anchored in tradition
Namjoon is a traditional pack alpha who is determined to uphold the customs and practices of his ancestors. He values the old ways and is resistant to change. On t...
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The machine whirred steadily in the background… the low buzzing filling the studio space. The air smelled faintly of ink and disinfectant. Jin sat beside Jungkook like a man being forced to witness his own execution... his arms crossed and jaw tight, both eyes full of regret and nothing else
“Does it hurt?” Jin asked...his brows furrowed in discomfort as he watched the needle glide over Jungkook’s skin, spreading ink under it.
“Hmm..Not as much as the piercing..." Jungkook said casually, not even flinching
The tattoo artist...a Beta in their mid 30s with tattoos covering almost every visible inch of her body, glanced up with a small smile “These areas don’t hurt as much as the wrist or fingers. He’s handling it pretty well… he’ll survive”
“Great!!” Jin muttered “Good to know one of us will”
He looked around the studio...he saw other artists working, soft music playing somewhere in the back...then leaned forward over the table near the artist to check the sketch. The artist’s drawing pad had an elaborate section marked out.
“So all of this will be done today?” Jin asked,looking confused
The artist shook her head “Oh no. This is a long piece. It’ll take months...maybe years. It has so many layers, so...it needs a lot of healing cycles and touch-ups. We do some today, let it heal, then continue. So multiple sessions like that. But once it’s finished, it’s going to look incredible on him"
“Yeah…” Jin sighed dramatically, dropping his head back against the chair “So will be my framed photo on the wall of dead pack members when his Alpha returns from the trip and murders me "
"Excuse me!" She looked up in confusion
“Nothing,” Jin waved her off. “Just… letting destiny take me!"
She frowned but continued her work
Jin slouched back in the chair with a loud, tired groan. “You know, I have a very beautiful boyfriend with very attractive legs wearing very tiny shorts sleeping in my bed right now. I could’ve been climbing him like a tree. But no. Instead, I’m here signing my death papers”
Jungkook smirked, not bothering to hide it “He told me I can do anything I want… so I’m doing anything I want”
Jin’s head snapped toward him. “Don’t give me that smug little look. The million piercings you got 2 days before almost killed me. Now this? You’re a menace. A brat. A walking hazard!! Usually I support your decisions, but isn’t this a little too much? You should have atleast told him! This is permanent Jungkook!!"
Jungkook shrugged, looking unapologetic “It’s been my dream since I was a teenager. I saw this cool singer with tattoos like these…so, I wanted them. And it’s my body. My choice” He smiled sweetly, voice dripping with faux innocence “Don’t worry, hyung. Namjoon hyung won’t mind”
