DRUNK TATTOOS † TAEKOOK

T H I R T E E N

  Jungkook has entered the tattoo studio on friday. Taking off his jacket and tying it around his waist, he's quickly greeted by Namjoon at the front desk. The same warm smile on Joon's lips.

"Ah Jungkook," Namjoon says, "Sit in the lounge area. I'll go grab my pencil and pad so we can begin."

"Alright," he says and watches as Namjoon jogs away to the back. Placing his jacket on the coffee table to the far left of the front desk, he plops himself down on a rather large black bean bag. He sinks down on it, and begins to observe the studio as he waited.

Graffiti covered the walls with the signatures 'K.NJ', 'K.SJ', and 'K.TH'. Some of the art was very realistic, some simple like cursive, but overall they gave the studio a 'hip hop' look. He glances at the portraits of various tattoo artwork and portraits on the walls, looking at the intricate designs of each tattoo.

This place was very familiar. After all, it's the same place where he got his first tattoo, but he never got to meet Namjoon that day or see that boy.

Jungkook glanced at his wrist again. His skin untouched of any ink until you reach that bold, dark 'P.JM' engraved just under his hand. The simple lettering didn't look special, but it was suppose to mean everything. Not just to Jungkook, but to Jimin as well. It was suppose to mean something to both of them.

"... Oh, so you're one of those people.."

That voice again.

Jungkook looks up, and see's those familiar brown eyes stare back at his again. The boy sits on top of the coffee table just next to his jacket, his legs crossed and leaning back on his hands. His silver hair brushed over his eyes lightly, Jungkook could see his every last feature closer now.

He truly was beautiful.

"... Excuse me?" Jungkook asks, putting his hand over his tattooed wrist.

"It's never smart to get a name tattooed on you," The boy says, "unless it's your parents, your siblings, maybe if your dog's name-"

"Your point is?" Jungkook sighs.

"Getting your lover's name tattooed is never a smart thing," he replies, "You think that's really true commitment? You don't need a tattoo to prove your love."

"What makes you so wise about that?" Jungkook asks, crossing his arms over his chest.

"I overheard you ask my papa for an appointment," The boy tilts his head to the side, "Judging by the way you kept staring at the tattoo, you want a cover-up."

Jungkook sighs deeply, throwing his head back in defeat. His eyes staring at the ceiling.

"... I say don't get a cover-up."

Jungkook's head shoots back up, his eyes flickering to the boy. "What?"

"If that's what your ex expects of you," the boy shrugs, "Don't give them what they want."

"How do you know that?" Jungkook sits up and rests his elbows on his knees.

"Let's say your ex cheated on you," The boy says, "Never give them the easy end. That clearly makes you seem like the vulnerable one. Give them a hard time, make them realize what good they left. Basically, make them feel like they downgraded."

The boy grabbed Jungkook's tattooed wrist, and placing his thumb over the initials. "If you want this covered just to forget them. Don't do it just yet," he says, "Forget them when you feel satisfied. Forget that person when you're finally happy not down in the dumps. Covering up the tattoo now will only make you more sadder about yourself and that relationship."

"Get it covered up when you feel as if you're happy enough to do so," he adds, "Leave it as a mark of motivation to find someone else better than that person. Then cover it up when you finally achieve what you wanted."

"Do you get what I'm saying?"

Jungkook didn't know if it was his eyes, or the way his lips moved, but he suddenly ended up much more closer to the boy then before. The boy's hand still on his wrist, and Jungkook could feel the faint breath coming from the boy's mouth on his nose.

"... Don't let this tattoo destroy you."

Jungkook continued to stare, and nodded. The boy pulls away, letting go of his wrist. A large box-like smiled appeared on the boy's lips again. The boy takes something out of his pocket, a small crumbled paper.

"I knew you'd be back soon," He says, "I wrote down my number, so when I do see you..."

He places the paper on Jungkook's lap. "Text me," he says before standing up. "Don't tell my papa you met me."

The boy places a finger on his own lips, indicating Jungkook to stay shush before walking away to disappear into the back.

Jungkook unfolded the paper, and saw the boy's name written. "Taehyung," he reads out loud.

"Sorry for the wait," Namjoon appears from the back, a pencil and notepad in his hands. "I forgot where I placed these things."

Before Namjoon could sit down to have a talk, Jungkook stops him by standing up. "Actually.." Jungkook says,

"... I really have to go. Can we do this another time?"

[unedited]