Scömìche One-Shots

Tattoos

This is based off of a tumblr post I saw a while ago, but sadly can't find back. If I do, I'll put it above, but all credit for the AU goes to whoever had that idea. I've been waiting forever to do this, and might turn it into a book.

Here's the AU: everyone is born with one tattoo to identify the person from a young age. If in love, the tattoo of the person you're in love with appears on a random place on your body. (Each persons tattoo is different)

Also, this contains strong language. Nothing smutty I promise.

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"Oh my god," I mumble to myself after I come across something on my dashboard, causing Kirstie to glance up from her phone.

"He's... He's performing. He's performing here," I mutter breathlessly, piking Kirstin's interest.

"Who?"

"Scott," I reply, eyes not leaving my laptop's screen. "He posted his tour dates on Facebook," I continue, making her face crinkle in disgust. "Who even uses Facebook anymore?" She asks, making me sigh in relief that it wasn't about my favorite singer in all of history.

"Did you hear me? He's performing in Arlington! This Arlington!" I exclaim, finally breaking my stare from my laptop to look into Kirstie's hazel-brown eyes.

"We have to go," I plead, barely audibly enough for her to hear.

"Mitch..."

"What?" I ask, confusion obviously visible on my face. She only nods her head toward my forearm. As soon as I think about it I feel the stinging feeling of excitement coursing through my forearm. Tattoos usually tingle or sting when you get excited about something. This time, it felt like the entire underside of my forearm was on fire. I only sigh.

"It hurts so damn much right now but I don't care. We have to go!" I whimper, altering the subject.

"You know I'm a fangirl too, just not as badly as you. But we really should go! That sounds so fun." She exclaims, smiling. My grin grows wider as we begin to chat about him and his new album.

"I almost forgot! Let's call Kevin and Avi! They'll want to come, won't they?" I suggest and Kirstie's face lights up. Oh, right. Kavi.

"Well?" I continue, pulling Kirstie from her thoughts.

"Wha- oh, yeah! Totally. They'll love it," Kirstie replies, seeming dazed, as she picks up her phone and searches got Avriel in her contacts.

As soon as she finds him, she presses the call button and puts him on speaker.

"Hey Kirst! What's up?" Kevin answers from the phone.

"Hey, Kevin? Where's Avi?" Kirstie asks him, curious.

"Oh, he's busy right now. We're just at the roller rink with Esther and Jake," Kevin answers, and only now do I notice the loud commotion and music from the other side of the call.

"Oh, ok. Just call us when you get home or something. Not like I wanted to come anyways," Kirstie playfully mumbles, but surprisingly Kevin heard it, judging by his laugh.

"Thought you'd be asleep. It is 6 in the afternoon..." Kevin teases. Ok, we both sleep in a little, but it's not like that's a bad thing.

"Understandable," Kirstie laughs. "Just call us back when you get a chance, okay?" Kirstie says with a smile.

"Got it. See ya later," Kevin adds as he ended the call.

"So, when will Kavi happen?" I ask, wiggling my brows, causing Kirstie to hit me with one of the couch pillows.