Motionless In White Imagines (Requests Closed)

Permanently Yours (Josh Balz)

Permanently Yours

A Josh Balz Imagine

Word Count: 1,213

Warnings: fluff

Today you were working at your tattoo shop. You had just finish an appointment with someone. You had finished their tattoo sleeve with a black and purple raven tattoo. It was getting late and all of your appointments were done for the day. You decided to clean up the shop and get ready to leave, since it didn't seem like anyone else would come. You heard the shop door open and sighed. Of course a customer would come in right before you wanted to leave.

When you turned around, it wasn't a customer at the door. I was your boyfriend, Balz! Your face lit up once you saw him. He had been at the studio recording with the band today while you were working at your tattoo shop. You smiled when you saw a bouquet of your favorite flowers in his hands. Balz was so sweet. You loved it when he brought you flowers!

"Hey babe!" You say, putting your things down and walking over to Balz.

"Hi Y/N. These are for you." Balz says. He kisses your cheek and hands you the flowers. You smell them and smile again. The flowers looked and smelled so beautiful.

"These flowers are beautiful, I love them! Thank you so much, Balz." You say, giving him a kiss on the lips.

"I'm glad you like them." Balz says, smiling at you and making your heart melt. Balz was the sweetest boyfriend in the world.

"How did recording go at the studio?" You ask, grabbing a vase to put the flowers in.

"It went great! We finished all of the recording for the keyboards. This album is gonna be great. I can't wait for you and all of the fans to hear it!" Balz tells you excitedly.

You loved it when Balz talked about the band. He always got super excited and happy. He was so passionate about the band and everything they did. You told Balz that you couldn't wait to hear the album either, then you talked about it a little bit more. Balz wasn't allowed to tell you a whole lot, but he did give you some hints about MIW's next album. You really couldn't wait to hear it, you loved MIW's music almost as much as you loved Balz!

"Hey, so uh, I was wondering if you wanted to tattoo me today? I have an idea in mind." Balz says, switching the subject.

"Sure. What's your idea?" You ask, eager to hear Balz' idea.

"Here, take a look at this. I came up with an idea and asked Ricky to draw it for me, since he's good at all of that art shit." Balz says, handing you a piece of folded paper.

You unfold the paper and look at what's drawn on it. It was the words "Permanently Yours, Y/N" written in fancy writing with a border around it. It was a beautiful design, not to mention that your name was on it! You couldn't believe it; did Balz really want you to tattoo this on him? You were completely dumbstruck.

"You want me to tattoo this on you?" You ask him.

"Yes. If you like it, I mean. It was just a little idea I had..." Balz says, scratching the back of his neck.

"Balz, I love It! I can't believe that you actually want to get my name tattooed on you." You say, smiling.

"I'm glad you like it! And of course I want your name tattooed on me, I love you." Balz says.

"Balz, you're too sweet. I love you too." You tell Balz, kissing him again.

After your kiss, you got ready to tattoo Balz. You asked Balz what colors he wanted for the tattoo and he told you to choose. He sat in a chair as you went to the back to get your tools. You couldn't stop thinking about the tattoo. You were absolutely flattered! You knew that Balz loved you, but you didn't think he would get a tattoo for you, at least not yet. In minutes you had begun tattooing him.

You could feel Balz' eyes watching you intently as you tattooed his skin. This was unlike any other tattoo appointment you had ever had before. I felt different; you were tattooing your name on your boyfriend. You concentrated extra hard, you wanted the tattoo to be perfect. Once you were done with the entire outline, you decided to take a short break. You and Balz looked at your work so far.

"It's looking great so far, Y/N." Balz says.

"Thank you, I agree." You say, proud of your work so far.

"You look so beautiful when you're tattooing people. Your eyes look so focused and your hands move so precisely." Balz tells you, making you blush.

"Thank you, Balz." You say.

"I mean it." Balz says before kissing you again.

After the kiss, you smile and get back to work. You move a strand of your hair aside and grab your tattoo gun. You concentrate again, your hands moving swiftly and precisely. The only sound in the room was the buzzing coming from the tattoo gun. Balz continued to watch as you tattooed him, his eyes only wandering from you a few times to look outside or around the shop.

The two of you stayed at the shop for a few hours until the tattoo was finished. You two had began talking about halfway through, keeping each other entertained. When you were finally finished, it was dark outside. You cleaned Balz' arm and then you both looked at the final piece. It looked amazing, the details were perfect and the shading was on point! You loved the way it turned out.

"It's amazing Y/N!" Balz exclaims with a huge smile on his face.

"Thank you, I'm pretty proud of it!" You say.

"You should be. Damn, you have serious talent Y/N. You're my favorite tattoo artist." Balz says.

You roll your eyes and hug Balz tight. He kisses your forehead and you smile, your arms wrapping around him tighter. You loved Balz so much and you felt so lucky to be his girlfriend. He meant a lot to you and you knew that you meant a lot to him as well. Words could not define your love for each other.

After you closed the shop, you and Balz went out to dinner. You ate at a burger place down the road. After that, you walked around the city and ended up at an ice cream parlor. Of course, you went inside and ate a ton of ice cream. You made fun of Balz at one point; he had gotten ice cream on his nose. He was so cute!

After ice cream, you guys went to the local park. You both swung on the swings, laughing and holding hands. When you were done swinging, you laid down on the hill beside the park. You stared at the moon and stars, holding hands and smiling. The two of you told each other that you loved each other at least a hundred times that night. Neither one of you would ever grow tired of hearing those words from each other's mouths. Who knew that three simple words could make such an impact?