you barely knew anything about the guy
except that he permanently marked your skin
with the most beautiful rose you've ever seen
jungkook x reader
i'll write Y/N throughout the story
incomplete
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"excuse me miss? can i help"
"u-uuh" my voice stumbled i was startled by the sudden foreign voice i heard behind me.
i turned around and before i was able to make out any words i saw a young man with dark brown hair, and deep brown eyes i found myself lost for words as i was still startled that he was there so close to me out of nowhere
i looked him up and down he looked to be around the same age as me, perhaps a year or two older, and his arms and neck were filled with artwork made of ink, permanently marked on his skin.
"miss?" he repeated, clearly confused by the fact that i'm just standing there staring
"hi, um yes! i was just looking at the works! u-uh on the wall.." i turned my eyes back to the wall too embarrassed to look the handsome man in the eyes after i just made a fool of myself
"okay well are you planning on getting a tattoo at all or are you just going to stand there looking at them."
his sudden change of tone startled me.
the once handsome polite man asking if i needed any help, has now turned into a somewhat pissed of guy, treating me like i'm wasting his time.
it was like i was talking to a completely different person?
i decided to be bold. i'm 18 now, i'm an adult. i can get a tattoo if i want a tattoo! "yeH i DO want a tattoo"
"well then let's just get this over with," rude. "do you know what design you want? anything from the wall you've been staring at for years? or did you have any other tattoos you were thinking of"
my mind goes completely blank, i thought i was being bold when i said to the man i indeed wanted a tattoo, but i forgot about one teeny tiny problem
is that i never actually thought about what i wanted before i opened that big mouth of mine
"listen we don't have all day." he said as he walked beside me so he could see my face
what if i ask him what i should get, that makes me seem adventurous right? letting the guy giving me my first tattoo decide what i'm gonna get
i turned my head to face him this time
"um well actually, i was wondering if you could help me with that?"
besides, surely it's not that bad of an idea, he's a professional, right?
"hm haven't had someone say that yet" he said
he was about to walk over to his desk when he paused
"oh wait hang on, you are 18 aren't you you know this legal shit.." he cussed, hmm "oh and by the way, i'm jungkook" he smirked
A/N okay fuck i don't even know where i'm going with this story, i know it's terrible but i really want this story to work my first idea of writing this story sounded awesome in my head but i feel like i'm turning it into a flop
