He loves this tattoo so much. Everytime he saw it he would just stare at how beautiful he thought you looked with it, he would run his hands over it and trace the flowers while he lays on your stomach.
He was happy that he got to be there with you when you got it, even though he held your hand it still hurt.
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❁Omaha Interracial Preferences and Imagines❁ (Completed)
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