The artist - lismin

#20 (25 questions)

"Okay, this will hurt a little." Jimin spoke calmly, all prepped and ready.

He had his rubber gloves on, needle placed with his right hand.  The lamp that was placed near the reclining chair was shining on lisa's upper bare back.

It was truly the perfect lighting that glowed up the, what seemed to be, soft glowing skin.

However, Jimin could see the slight shivering of Lisa's upper body. 

She was either scared as hell or cold. Or even both.

"It's like 30 degrees out, are you cold or..." Jimin spoke bluntly, making Lisa jump a little. She didn't even realize that she was moving a little. Her eyes were shut tightly, her fists clenched tightly because of the fear.

Sooner than later, a piece of art==errr== ink was going to be marked on her skin like a hickey that would never disappear.

How wonderful.

"I-I'm fine." Lisa spoke, gulping nervously.

"Okay, then do me a favour, and stay still." Jimin was now in the tattoo artist mode. His full concentration was on the art he was about to draw onto the blank canvas.

He was ready.

Due to Jimin's commanding voice, Lisa sat firmly, moving not even a slight inch. However, now she looked like a statue.

Jimin sighed in slight irritation, "you can relax a little. You can't sit like a cardboard." 

"Then what do you want me to do???" Lisa snapped, turned around, almost glaring at the older male.

Jimin was not surprised nor happy about the body language he was receiving. So he flipped to his cocky mode, "to make life easier for both of us, lie flat on your stomach. Unbutton your shirt completely, now. "

Lisa felt disgusted,  "are you asking for some free stripping session? I may be jobless, but I ain't desperate to strip in front of some stranger tattooist." Lisa's frown increased, as she gave Jimin a death glare.

This was not going well, and they didn't even get the tattoo started.

"Don't worry, I have a list of hoes who are waiting to strip for me anyway." Jimin's sarcasm was clearly heard, and he rolled his eyes in annoyance. 

Jimin may not have a current line up of strippers, but he did have several contacts whom they would do whatever he requested, if he wanted them to.

But he wasn't a jackass.

Only the closest of his friends knew that.

Lisa wasn't responding, and the fury in her eyes was clearly seen to jimin. He sighed, just wanting to get on with the tattoo. "Let me tell you why I asked you to remove your shirt, okay?"

Jimin looked at Lisa directly in her wide eyes, and he swore he could even see the fire burning in her eyes.

Her big round eyes from thailand.

"You're shaking a little while you are sitting up right. That will make this tattoo process more painful for you. So, it's better if you lied flat on your stomach, so you can keep your arms relaxed and won't move around as much, since the bed is there to support you."

"Thanks sir, for explaining the obvious." Lisa spoke sarcastically, rolling her eyes in the process as well.

Jimin just ignored her lame response, before continuing, "the way your shirt is unbuttoned may actually stain your shirt permanently if you lie down, since it may get in the way. So it's best if you unbutton it completely, and then adjust it so it's like a blanket covering your lower back. Make sense?"