The artist - lismin

#18 (temptation)

"There's a mini tattoo salon attached to this bar right Jungkook?"

jungkook couldn't believe what he was seeing. He almost missed the question Jimin asked.

"Yeah. It's past the glass wall"

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ooooh shit. This was really happening.

THIS WAS FUCKING HAPPENING.

RIP.

How many mistakes can Lisa make??!

HOW MANY TIMES DOES SHE HAVE TO BE A COMPLETE IDIOT, PUTTING HERSELF INTO A SITUATION THAT SHE ABSOLUTELY HATES.

The fake confidence and rebellion of wanting a tattoo was looooong gone. Specifically the day she met Jimin at his tattoo salon.

Lisa gulped nervously, a temptation to widen her eyes in fear.

Maybe even run out the bar/restaurant place.

Yes...she would be fooling herself, if she said she was the most confident person in the room, 100% willing to get a tattoo.

The needle that would pierce her skin with black ink, being permanent forever.

"Follow me" Jimin sternly spoke, cutting Lisa's fearful thoughts back to reality.

Jimin turned away with a smirk, ready to draw ink on her skin.

Lisa glanced around, noticing several eyes staring at her.

A confused Jungkook and hoseok, exchanging looks with each other, then looking at jimin.

And what do you know, Chaeyoung finally comes from the damn bathroom.

"You coming or not?" Lisa turned towards the voice, none other than jimin. He raised his eyebrow, lip ring letting of a quick flash from the reflection of the light.

Turning around, he continued to walk. And guess what?

Lisa timidly followed.

She was fucked and if she withdrew, it would show that she was a coward.

And no one was going to see her weak side.

Pushing the double doors, jimin entered, looking around for the equipment.

The doors almost hit Lisa's face, but she made sure she took hold of the door before that happened.

"Ah...there it is." Jimin spoke to himself as he walked towards the leather stool, reclining chair, and tattoo equipment.

Fuck.

Lisa felt like peeing because she felt more nervous, now that she was in the very room she was going to get a tattoo.

"Have a seat." Jimin patter in the recliner chair, not sparing a glance. Thank goodness, because Lisa knew that she would be fun of.
Inhaling a sharp breath, Lisa took steps forward, toward the chair.

Switching the light attached to the wall that hung over the reclining chair, jimin swerved on his stool towards the needle, plugging in the wire in the outlet and checking if the ink was filled.

He was in deep focus, keeping the image and quote in his mind.

Yes...Lisa was basically getting two tattoos...but she didn't have to know quite yet.

Jimin was such a sneaky person in that sense.

With caution she finally sat on the chair. Lisa squinted her eyes, furrowing her eyebrows as she noticed jimin's focused face.

She couldn't determine what he was thinking. Most of all, what the hell was he going to draw on her?

"So...what did you have in mind to...draw?" Lisa said in a slightly shaky voice, which jimin had noticed right away.

Jimin still hadn't spared a glance. "You'll see. Now, my recommendation, would be to tattoo your..." Jimin finally looked up, staring at Lisa's chest area.

Lisa scowled, wrapping her arms over her chest.

Jimin rolled his eyes, knowing what Lisa assumed the location would be. "Your top left back."

Eyes were staring past the glass door, and the shitty part was that the place wasn't sound proof. Hoseok, Jungkook, now jisoo and Chaeyoung now stood near the wall, not stepping into the room.

They were all shook. Ji soo was confused since she walked in too late, being too busy speaking with Jin.

"I don't get a say on where I want the tattoo?" Lisa spoke with a calm voice, a hint of annoyance.

Jimin smirked, "I typically decide where I want the tattoo should be based on the image. It's best in certain locations. Another option was it to be drawn on the side, but that would involve you removing your shirt completely. You don't want to humiliate yourself do you?"

It took a second too late to realize what jimin had said. She couldn't believe it.

"Fucking hell. I'll choose my back."

"It involves removing your vest and unbuttoning part of your shirt." Jimin didn't seem phased by it. He's seen all sorts of body parts so...

Lisa was containing a blush, which she wanted to keep to herself. She just wanted to die at that moment.

"Just do it." Lisa commanded.

And to jimin's surprise, jimin's heart skipped a beat.

He shook the feeling right away.

Jimin kept a straight face, nodding his head.

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A few minutes in, Lisa had awkwardly removed her vest.

What Lisa didn't realize because of her irritated feeling, was jimin did know how to be a gentleman and not stare as a woman had to strip clothing.

He had turned away, and not only that, closed the curtains the blocked the individuals from passed the window.

Lisa was confused at first, but finally acknowledged that he was decent when it came to these things. But she didn't say thank you.

He was still a jerk.

What she didn't want to do was remove 4 buttons of her uniform.

"Hurry Lisa. We're wasting time." Jimin still did a few tasks, facing his back towards her.

"Shut up will you?"