"HEY, WE SHOULD get matching tattoos!" I exclaim excitedly, leaning against the kitchen counter as I fold my arms across my chest.
Oscar glances over at me with a raised eyebrow and chuckles. "Yeah? What if this don't last?" He asks, looking down at the eggs that he's making.
"It will," I say confidently. He looks up once again and watches me carefully. "We're totally ride or die."
Oscar laughs and turns the stove off before turning his body towards me, and putting forth all his attention. "Is that so?" He asks amusedly, setting his spatula down on the counter.
I push myself off the counter and step towards him with a slight smile playing on my lips. "That is very so," I say, taking one of his hands and intertwining our fingers together.
"What do you have in mind mi amor?" He asks, his lips lifting into a smile as he pulls me towards him. My smile instantly widens.
"Well, we could get the king and queen crown tattoos or something small like a heart! Or maybe just a word, something cliche like 'always'. Oh, we could get each other's initials or just the first letter of our names-"
"Slow down," Oscar chuckles, cutting off my rambling. "Those are cool, but sort of basic. No offence."
I shake my head, "None taken Santo." My mouth falls open after the last word. Of course! Why didn't I think of that before?!
He raises an eyebrow in confusion. "What?"
"Santo," I say, lightly touching the cross tattoo on his neck. "We could get matching mini crosses on our fingers. And that way everyone will know I'm your girl."
He's silent for a second, biting the inside of his cheek. He exhales a deep sigh and shrugs. "I don't know. That'll officially make you a part of the life." Oscar says lowly, as I move my hand from the side of his neck to the back.
I scoff with a roll of my brown eyes. "I don't care how long we've known each other, I'm with you till the very end Santo."
His eyes slightly widen and I can tell that he's shocked because of my words. Oscar shakes his head slowly as his lips lift upwards into a smile. "You're something else mi reina." He whispers, leaning towards me. His hot breath fans my face and it takes every ounce of strength in me, to not move that one inch and attach our lips together.
"So I've been told," I whisper back, smiling lightly at him. "So... tattoos?" I ask hopefully.
"CAMILLA THIS IS Luis Santiago, he's one of the best tattoo artists." Oscar introduces his friend proudly. I smile and shake his outstretched hand.
"I go by Santiago." Luis smiles at me, and I make a mental note to refer to him as Santiago. "So this is the future Mrs. Diaz." He smirks, eyeing me up and down. I subconsciously pull Oscar's sweater around my waist and fold my arms over my chest. But after doing so, it hits me. He called me Mrs. Diaz. My eyes fly over to Oscar, as I nervously bite down on my bottom lip.
Oscar forces out a laugh that sounds like he's being strangled. "Cami's got this cool tattoo idea." He disregards what Santiago said and glances over at me. "Tell 'em, babe."
"Uh, I was thinking of mini crosses on our ring fingers," I explain to him, toying with the sleeves of the black sweater.
"Ring fingers?" Santiago's eyes swivel over to Oscar. "Bold choice. I'll get it set up. Feel free to look around at the other designs on the walls."
Oscar chuckles again, wrapping his arm around my waist and tugging me towards him. "I don't remember saying ring fingers?" He mumbles as we watch Santiago set everything up for the tattoos.
"If you don't want that, I get it. It's bold." I repeat what Santiago said, earning a sigh from him.
"I don't want to bring you into this life. It's not safe and there's no telling what Jones' will do when he finds out." Oscar says, his lips turning down into a frown. I nod my head, lowering my gaze to the ground. A minute of silence passes by us until he decides to break it. "Fuck it. I don't care about anybody's opinion. Just yours."
My lips tug into a smile as I lift my head to look at him. "You're amazing," I whisper, throwing my arms around his neck and hugging him tightly. Oscar places a soft kiss on the top of my head, and I practically melt in his arms.
We stand there in the middle of the room embracing each other tightly for what seems like forever until Santiago calls me over. "Hey, Camilla I drew the tattoos, come check 'em out."
With a soft groan, I pull away from Oscar and walk over to the desk across the room where Santiago's sitting. I peer over his shoulder at the thin paper on the dark brown desk and examine the tattoo carefully. It has to be perfect. He's drawn a small cross like I said, and connected it to a small piece of a necklace. I smile gleefully at the paper, "It's perfect!" I gush, spinning around to look at Oscar.
Oscar tears his gaze away from the tattoos on the wall in front of him, and glances at us before slowly walking over. He stands next to me and looks down at the tattoo. He thoughtfully nods his head, "It's nice. Good choice."
I squeal and pull him into a hug. "I'm so excited!" I mumble into his chest. "How bad will it hurt?" I ask, untangling our bodies and looking at him nervously.
Santiago answers before Oscar can, "I won't sugarcoat it, sweetheart, it'll hurt like a motherfucker." Oscar glares at him when the word 'sweetheart' leaves his mouth.
"Great. That's awesome." I sigh, turning my lips into a pout.
"Hey don't worry. My neck tat hurt way more." Oscar mumbles, hugging me from behind and resting his chin on my shoulder. "I'll be here every step of the way."
I smile lightly and lean into him until my back is pressed up against his hard chest. "Thank you, Oscar."
A/N : this is just a cute little filler chapter of our favs living a normal life before shit happens. oh an Luis Santiago isn't actually a character in the show or anything. I literally came up with him on the spot and this is probably the only time you'll hear of him.
ALSO WTF 10K READS GUYS OMFG I'M SHAKING THANK YOU SO SO MUCH. Y'ALL REALLY DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH THIS MEANS TO ME. I NEVER THOUGHT I'D GET THIS MANY READS.
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