5 Seconds Of Summer Imagines & Preferences

Tattoo Artist

Ashton:

The bell rang on the door, you walked out of your room to greet the new customer.

"Hi I'm Ashton Irwin, I have an appointment today." The man said, coming up to the counter. Your finger trailed down the book to find the name.

"You were supposed to be with Derek but he's not here today, do you mind if I do your tattoo?" You asked, looking up at the blushing boy in front of you.

"No that's fine." You smiled and nodded, motioning him to follow you back into your room.

"I'm Y/n." You said, sitting down in your chair as he laid down on the table next to you.

"So what was your tattoo idea?" You asked, getting your sketch book out. He took out his phone and showed you a picture.

"I wanted to get my bands logo on my wrist. If that's okay?" You took the phone out of his hand and studied it quickly.

"It shouldn't take to long." You said, starting up your gun. You quickly pressed the needles to his skin, causing him to hiss in pain.

After 10 minutes you were done, you carefully bandaged up his tattoos. You walked him back to the counter.

"That's twenty." You said, and he handed you the money before walking off. As soon as he got to the door he rushed back.

"Would you like to go on a date with me?" He rushed out, you smiled at him.

"I would love to go on a date with you Ashton." His face lit up.

"And maybe I could get another tattoo..."

Calum:

You entered the shop, biting your lip so hard it started to bleed.

"Hi, are you getting a tattoo?" A tanned boy asked, entering the room from the back. He had a sleeve of tattoos inching up to his neck. You nodded, watching his biceps flex as he went of over to the counter.

"You're Y/n right?" You nodded again, not trusting your voice. He looked up and surveyed you.

"First time?" He smiled sweetly at you.

"Yeah, is it that easy to spot?" You said bashfully. The boy smiled and motioned you to follow him into the small room behind.

"So Y/n what's your design?" Calum asked, settling into his chair as he pulled on a pair of gloves. You sifted through your bag and pulled out the printed design. Calum's eyebrows went up as his eyes edged over the paper.

"It's brave for your first tattoo." He chuckled, placing it on the small table beside him. You nodded, noting your lip nervously. He rubbed his hands together, setting up his gun.

"While I do this, do you want to take everything on your top half off? I promise I won't look..." He said, you began to peel off your jumper. " Unless you ant me to!" He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively and you slapped his bicep, pretending to be mad before elapsing into fits of giggles.

Once you were laying down and the design was on your back, Calum started up the tattoo gun. He pressed his hand against your neck, rubbing it softly before pricking you with the needles. You hissed, forcing yourself not to jolt from the pain.

"That's it baby girl, just relax!" Calum mumbled, his voice soothing the sting. You squeezed your eyes shut, trying to rid at least some of the pain.

"I don't know whether this is a good time to ask Y/n... But would you go out with me on Saturday?"

Luke: