Red- the person's heart rate is elevated, often red when the person is feeling daring
"Dan, I want you to do take me to do something." He started, looking at me from across the booth.
"Oh no. What is it?" I laughed nervously fiddling with my nose ring.
"Can you take me to a tattoo shop?" He asked, making me almost spit out my water. Kyle in a tattoo shop made me laugh a little. It would be like a wrestler in the middle of a toy store. Or some shit like that.
"Uh, can I ask why?" I asked him, watching as he shook his head.
"I want to do something that I've been wanting to do for a while." He smiled evilly, obviously whatever he wanted to do making him laugh. It was a pretty adorable sight. His rosy cheeks even redder with blush, his hands with all their rings rubbing at his face as he laughed.
"Okay, yeah I'll take you. Let's go." I said, the two of us walking out to my motorcycle.
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"Hey Dan! What can I do for ya?" Tom asked from behind the counter. Tom was the one who first pierced my nose and my eyebrow.
"I'm just here for moral support. Kyle."
He then took a step forward and walked to the counter. "How much would a small tattoo be?" He asked, smiling.I could tell my shocked reaction made him laugh. But why would Kyle want a tattoo. It seemed so out of character for him.
"Around twenty bucks." Tom answered, and then the two began talking about designs.
"Do you want to right now?" Tom asked, making Kyle shake his head. The two then went to the back of the shop, Kyle sitting in the chair."Can you hold these?" Kyle asked me, handing me his rings, his mood a dark shade of red.
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"Dan that really hurt." He laughed, the two of us sitting on the curb.
"I can't believe you got a smiley face." I laughed, looking at the two dots and the curved line that now found themselves etched into his wrist.
"I can't either." He laughed, picking at the tape.
"Why'd you get it?" I asked."I uh, have always wanted to get one. Its just kind of like a reminder to smile you know, to stay happy. I've been wanting to do this for a long time now, and I don't know I wanted to do it with the person who makes me happy."

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mood rings
FanfictionThe story of the boy who wore mood rings and the boy who wore raybans