She walked over to the dentist-like chair, taking a seat, dropping her bags on the floor beside her.
Mr. Park looked neat, everything about him screamed well-maintained. Moreover, his body was covered with tattoos, like a canvas being splashed with paint, he looked pretty decent. She admired his face as subtly as possible, as he soon met her eyes with a heavy gaze.
"So what would you like?"
His voice was sweet and soft- it lacked the roughness and stern element. Her tongue got caught in her first attempt in answering him as she was too busy admiring the male to really acknowledge what he asked.
"So?" he inquired.
Oh.
She cleared her throat before showing him the picture of her desired tattoo. He nodded, throwing a sweet smile her way. But she knew better, seeing the lack of authenticity playing on his lips.
He knew the roles. She was the customer and he was the worker.
"So where would you like it?" He asked whilst preparing his equipment.
"The side of my neck," She replied pointing to it and he nodded before pursing his lips giving her a view of his dimples.
He rolled his office chair towards her after preparing his equipment before wearing his gloves.
"Ah, miss?" She looked at him.
"I need your back facing me so I can properly work on the tattoo that's gonna be on your neck," he said shifting his lips into a straight line. She nodded and faced the wall.
"Oh yea I almost forgot! Can I have your phone? For the tattoo.." He exclaimed suddenly.
She nodded though and gave him her phone.
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Once done she made her way home, jolly on her new achievement. Though she was disrupted from a notification.
'From 'Jimin'
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Mr. Rude| PJM FF
FanfictionThe Devils Ink, ruined it all. Blood beautifully dripped down her neck, soaking her clothes. She looked absolutely beautiful with blood flowing down her not so pale neck. "Be careful what you wish for."
