(Abandoned) Emo Boyfriend One Shots

Seth... The Friendly Tattoo Artist. (Request)

Thanks pastelldanielle  for your story idea! I wanted to write another story like this!!!

Readers POV

Today is the day. I am off to go get a tattoo. After many hours of thinking I decided to get a tattoo of my cat on my shoulder. My friend thought it was stupid. But I still am gonna get my cat tattoo and I am gonna love it.

I walked into this parlor to see it was pretty much empty. I don't know what I was expecting because it was 6:30 in the morning. A boy that was about my age walked and shook my hand.

"I am Seth. I will be your artist today."

"I am (Y/N), and thanks for taking me so early in he morning." I nervously scratched the back of my neck. I had class later today so I couldn't afford to book any later time.

"No, it's okay. I am always here by about 5:30 each morning just incase someone wants a tattoo appointment early." He flashed a smile.

"Okay, I was worried I was asking for an asinine time. This is my first tattoo, so I am kinda nervous." My voice becoming weaker as I spoke.

"Well don't be. I can stop and wait whenever you need. So beautiful what made you decide to get a tattoo?" His smile widened. I am not into how much of a flirty mess he is.

He grabbed my hand and walked me to a studio in the back. It had a extremely comfy chair and band posters all across the walls.

My mouth gapped open as I read all the posters.

"I see you are into music." He laughed lightheartedly at this. I broke my focus on the posters and turned to him.

"You mine as well call me Bandsexual." I smiled at him.

He burst out laughing at this comment. "That is the best thing I have ever heard." He placed his hand over his heart.

I just smiled back at him. I took my seat and I mentally grabbed hold of my doubt and fear. I felt the first prick of the needle and the pain was unbearable. I usually have a high pain tolerance but this was just horrible. I couldn't breathe. It felt like I was gonna puke.

While he worked he noticed my discomfort. He would slow down and calm me down whenever I started to freak out. After the 45 minutes I went numb he then speed up and finished the tattoo.

"Aaaannnnd we are done." He pulled the needle away from my skin and admired the work he had just done. He wrapped it and left.

All the pain disappeared in an instant. I sat up and grabbed my phone. Shit I missed the bus. I paid Seth the amount I owed him and I ran.

I heard him yelling my name but I kept running. My teacher already hates me. I am not gonna give her a reason to hate me more.

I turned the block and I arrived at school. I marched into class and took my seat. Classes went by as usual. I couldn't shake the feeling of Seth not making some dumb flirty joke. I swallowed my breath and I walked outside so I could get some fresh air and eat my lunch. When from outside the school gates a boys voice was calling my name.

"It is me, Seth. Could you please put my number in your phone. I have about five minutes to make it back into the studio before I am late. So take this.  

A rose with a note tied to the end flew at me. I took the note and read the beautiful handwriting.

Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?

Just as he was about to walk of I kissed his cheek and spoke to him. "My number is (345)-123-456. And no it stung like a bitch when I scraped my knee crawling up from hell. XD"
[number is fake]

"That is why I like you (Y/n)."
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~Matty