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"i don't care" you mumble
"you obviously care y/n. it's very evident in your facial expression" Ethan says
you look away "no it's not"
he places his soft hand on your cheek. you start to take in its warmth and comfort but remember what happened and push him away.
"just tell me how you really feel. tell me how angry you are. tell me how sad you are. just show me some type of emotion. please" he begs
you look at him. his appearance is different, ever since you found out. his eyes are full of sorrow and the dark circles show how tired he is. you should be cuddling him, considering how late it is, but instead you two are fighting.
"you want me to tell you how sad i am or how angry i am when you didn't tell me for months about your tattoo? a tattoo of my name on your body. it's permanent, as in never coming off your body Ethan. honestly, you are so dumb sometimes."
he grabs your hand "i should've told you sooner. i'm sorry for that, but i'm not sorry for the tattoo. you mean everything to me y/n. you are my world and i just wanted a little part of my world with my forever."
"but what if we break up?"
"if we aren't together forever, i will at least have a reminder of my one true love on my body, forever."
your heart clenches as a tear trickles down your cheek "i love you"
he smiles "i love you more"
you peck his lips and look at him eagerly "i want to see it"
he laughs and takes off his shirt. just above his heart is your name in black ink, perfectly written in cursive.
you kiss his lips passionately "i love it, but there's one thing"
he laughs "what?"
you bite your lip, nervously "can you take me to the tattoo artist tomorrow?"
he raises his eyebrow "why?"
"i want a part of my world on me permanently"
"oh and where would you get it at?" he asks
you bite your lip again and lean towards his ear "i would get it in a place where only you could see" you whisper seductively
he smiles and grabs your hand "let's go"
you laugh "where are we going?"
"to get that tattoo"
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