Mother fvcking feels

YOURE A PIERCER

OMG SO I WAS RLLY EXCITED TO DO THIS ONE LETS GO

THIS ONES ACTUALLY CLEAN, IK CAN YOU BELIEVE IT

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Luke

"but...i uh....dont think im ready yet." you answer honestly to your boss, Josh.

"You'll be fine darlin, I've gotta tattoo this lad over here, and jimmy ain't showin up today." You watch the words fall out of his mouth and look down the hall, taking a glance at the blonde in a "blink 182 shirt" standing behind the counter.

To be honest, you didn't think you would have to pierce anyone today. It was stormy, and rainy and the day was just blegh.

But here you were, shitting bricks, and sweating rocks.

You walk behind the counter and put on your best smile.

"Hello, welcome to NeedlePøint (OMFG HOW GREAT OF A NAME IS THAT FOR A PIERCING/TATTOO PARLOR I JUST MADE THAT UP) How may i help you?" you question.

"Um, I'd like to get my lip pierced" he says rather shyly.

You nod and feel around the counter for the right paperwork.

"Okay, you're just gonna have to fill this out, and we'll be ready to go" you smile cheerfully and hand him the clip board.

He nods in response with a quick thank you, and sits down near the front of the shop.

You walk over to the chair you'll be piercing him in, and get the supplies needed for the piercing.

Looking over at him catiously, you see He's silently writing, to your relief, as you pull out the information booklet thats at every chair, and look up the lip piercings.

Wait what? You think, but before you can try and understand what "slanted angle" meant you heard footsteps coming in your direction.

Fuck

"im finished" he says twiddling with the pen in his fingers.

"Alrighty, you can go ahead and pick out your jewelry over here, I'll be with you in just a second." you answer walking over to the counter.

You sign the papers, and take a glance at josh who's dragging an inkd needle across one's skin.

He looks up at you, winking in your direction and mouthing a "goodluck".

You sigh and walk back over to the blonde boy.

He takes one off the hooks and examines the metal in his hands.

"Can i use this one?" he questions quietly with concerned eyes.

You smile. He's just so cute.

"Of course you can, its your choice." you say giggling as you walk over to the sink, washing your hands.

"Okay" he smiles and blushes, taking a seat in the chair and handing you the lebret bar.

You sit on your stool and maneuver the latex gloves onto your hands.

"Okay so, im your piercer, Y/N, and i want you to ask any questions you feel like you need the answer to, i dont want you to hold back okay? Its better safe than sorry kay?"

You cant lie...you're nervous as fuck. You dont wanna mess this up!

"Okay" he replies.

"So whats your name?" you ask as you put the bar in alcohol free Listerine, and clean off your needles.

"Im Luke."

"Well nice to meet you luke."

"To you as well" he answers.

You grab the marker and hand mirror and start off with three dots on the left side of his lip.

"So which one looks the best to you?" you ask handing him mirror.

Oh god...this is just the beginning.

He points to the dot farthest to the left, and you nod in understanding.

"I like your shirt" you distract him.

"Oh thank you. Do you listen to them?" he asks in interest.

You hold out his lip and clean it with a listerine filled cotton ball.

"Of course, i love "i miss you". Everyone hates on me because its their most popular track but whatever." you ramble.

"Oh same...me and my band are making a cover of it."

"Oh thats exciting. How are they?" you ask lining up the needle to his lip.

"Annoying. They think they're badass, i think they're very hard to fathom" he laughs a little.

You hold the needle, and push it through his lip with the words "you think a lip piercing might be harder to deal with than your band?" as you clean the small drops of blood.

"Ehh...i dunno. I heard Its not particularly easy." he says as you put his jewelry in and clean around it.

"Well you tell me..." you ask and hand him the mirror.

His eyes widen with shock as he looks at the black dot on his lip.

"You did it already? I didn't feel a thing." he tells you honestly.

You smile and pack up the things and throw away your gloves.

"Lucky you. Now you can show 'em who's badass." you say as he sits up.

He laughs and frowns a bit as he sits up.

"What if something bad happens...who do i call?"

"Just call NeedlePøint. We have all the answers."

"Can i get your phone number for easy access?" he charms.

Wooooooooooooow.

You giggle and playfully roll your eyes.

"Sure Luke." you confirm, writing your number down on the back of his jewelry box.

"Okay, thank you Y/N. I'll definitely be calling".

"Unless you're healing process goes swell" you conjure.

"Nah. I'll still call you. Why waste a good 10 digits?"

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IM SORRY IT SUCKED OKAY IM SORRY

ANYWAY THANKS FOR READING I LOVE YOU ALL, SMASH THAT STAR, CYA