PuRpLE

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"So, tell me again what you want?" The man sitting in front of me asked, looking at me as if I were crazy while I offer him the side of my arm.

"I want the word purple right here." I say, gesturing to where I want the tattoo. "Letters on top of each other."

"Okay."

"But I want the letters to be green."

"Are you high or something?" The man asks and I nod.

"Drunk and high."

"I'm sorry I won't do this."

"I'll triple my payment man, come on." I say and he hesitates."

"Aright fine, but only because I promised my daughter something." He says and I smile.

"And can the font be the army stencil one?" I ask and he nods."

"Anything else? A unicorn on your ass cheek?"

"No. Not on my ass cheek."

"Well..." the guy trails off. "Where then?" He asks and I shrug.

"I'll come back when I'm sober."

"I highly recommend that." He says before getting what he needs and I watch him do his thing.

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I groan as I wake up and sit up, but look at my left arm as a full pain finally registers in my brain and furrow my brow when I see the green text on my arm.

"Lauren!" I call out but stop when I realize that she's in Dubai.

"Shit." I grumble and look at the sticky note on the mirror in my inebriated handwriting.

'Unicorn tattoo; hand. (Unicorn = Lilly Singh)'

The note reads and I sigh, grabbing the note off of the mirror and crumple it before throwing it away.

-

When Lauren comes back from Dubai a week later, I'm laying on the couch seconds away from a nap when she walks in and locates me in the living room before jumping on me.

"Go way Lolo." I say and she chuckles.

"How bout we go to the room and crash together?" She asks, picking me up.

"You had me at the picking me up part." I mumble, smiling to myself when she giggles. "Onward to cuddles my love!" I say as I point to the bedroom door and smile as she tosses me on the bed before crawling into bed beside me and cuddling close.

When I wake up, Lauren is staring down at me and I smile at her and kiss her.

"So I saw on twitter you got a new tattoo while I was gone." She says and I look at the mark on my arm.

"Yeah. I was fucked up when I got it."

"Obviously."

"But the fans like it, so. Plus it's growing on me."

"How can it grow? It's ink in your skin."

"So funny babe." I say and she smiles.

"As long as you don't regret it." She says and I shrug.

"Only thing I regret is fucking Camila while you were gone."

"I know you're lying."

"Yeah. You're right. She wouldn't answer me."

"Did you really try?"

"No. I just wanted to hang out. But she ignored me. So I'm mad at her."

"She was probably in the studio babe."

"No, that bitch was on Snapchat with Taylor fucking around in town."

"Well, you don't like Taylor anyway."

"Exactly. So she could've come and spent time with someone who isn't a snake like Taylor." I say and Lauren's eyes widen.

"Y/N!"

"Yeah?"

"Behave!"

"Why?"

"Because then you'll have a terrible song written about you!" Lauren says and I smile as we both laugh and cuddle back into each other.

"God I missed you all week." I say and she sighs.

"I missed you too." She says, playing with my hair. "But Y/N?"

"Yeah?"

"Why do you say God if you aren't religious?"

"Because its quick and easy."

"Ok-"

"Like most Christians." I say and Lauren smacks my shoulder."

"Hush!"

"Why? You're barely catholic. And you can go seven rounds." I say and squeak as Lauren smacks my ass.

"Behave, Y/L/N."

"Oh? Did Daddy Lauren rise?" I ask and moan a little as she gropes my ass before smacking it again.

"Behave, or I'll punish you." Lauren growls and I bite my lip.

"Yes, Papi." I say and cuddle into her as she relaxes and rubs the small of my back gently.

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A/N: short and shitty as hell, but it's an update and you guys know that I'm not dead! Plus this is just a random idea I got and wrote down

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