"Justin Drew!" I yelled up the stairs angrily to my boyfriend.
"Yeah?" His voice trailed off at the end.
"Bring your tail down here right now!" I scolded him as if I was his mom.
"What?" He walked down the stairs wearing a black long sleeved shirt and grey sweat pants(bless). I knew he'd been lying to me as soon as I saw him because I know good and well he doesn't wear a shirt with sweats.
"Lift your shirt up." I demanded with my arms crossed in front of my chest.
"Baby.." he smirked stepped closer to me.
"No Justin not for that. You know exactly why. Now show me." His face dropped and he stopped in his tracks.
"Uh.." I stepped closer lifting his shirt myself revealing the large tattoo across his toned abs.
"Jesus Justin." I let his shirt drop and looked up at him.
"I'm sorry. I know you hate them."
"No Jay, it's not that I don't like your tattoos. And I don't mind you getting more. Your sleeves are hot as hell and I accepted the cross after a while and the smaller ones at the bottom but god, your abs? They're covered up now and they're like my favorite part of you that only I get to see everyday." I sighed after explaining myself to him.
"Babygirl... I'm sorry. I just really wanted it. Please don't be upset with me." He brushed the hair out of my eyes softly.
"I'm not. I suppose I'll get used to it like I did with the others." I pecked his jaw. "but hey ok the bright side, now I know about it so you can go shirtless again." I grinned up at him.
"hm true." He pecked my lips before pulling the shirt over his head.
"The tattoos actually kind of hot." I admitted smirking while staring at the freshly inked skin.
"I'm glad you think so baby doll." He kissed my lips again.
