PINK SKIES
seven | the little things
cry baby/ the neighborhood
"YOU SAID YOU WANTED A TATTOO"
"well not now!"
"it's gonna be twenty minutes come on"
i groan as we walk inside a tattoo shop, the smell of ink and cigarettes welcomed me to the den.
we sat on the waiting area as the man sketched a sunflower tattoo and i really liked the concept
it took about more than twenty minutes because of the details he added.
"wow thanks for the surprise"
i glare at jakob as the man was wrapping saran wrap around my wrist, i flinch as jakob pokes the sensitive skin
we walk up to his mercedes, he starts the car and lets it heat up for bit i push the radio and leaned back to my seat
"this is dylan from 104.7 fm bringing you the new songs from the wild!"
dylan said over excited with his high pitches voice and i mentally cringe, changing the station
PINK SKIES
"why does this thing still hurts like a bitch" i mutter as i ran my wrist at the faucet, "you need to apply lotion babe" he tosses me a bottle of lotion and i apply on the skin
i lay down beside him with my arms around his torso and, i watch his chest rise up and down, the tattoos on him were magnificent it represents him, a god.
the shading and all i was in awe, his biceps were toned even his jaw, damn i'm blessed
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pink skies; teeqo
Fanfiction"you know i've seen some things about you and it molds into what we are watching right now" "what is it?" i questioned him "your green eyes compliment the pink skies so much" he mumbled squeezing our hands, i let out a smile as the sunset starting...
