Brian groans quietly, his hands gripping against the leather seat beneath him, chest against the cool leather. However, the seat turns hot as his skin grows warmer.
"Calm down, Brian. You'll get used to the pain," Jordyn speaks quietly, sitting down beside Brian.
"Can we just get this pain over with?" Brian moans, feeling the needle hit a sore spot on his back.
"Mikey, how much longer?" Jordyn asks, looking past Brian, his eyes landing on the tattoo artist.
"Give it a couple of minutes." Brian moans again, his hand trying to grab at something to ease the burning sensation through him.
His hands grab onto a calloused palm, squeezing the life out of it. As the pain slowly subsides, his eyes slowly open, landing Jordyn.
He sits quietly, mocha brown eyes staring at Brian, with a barely noticeable smile across his lips. Brian feels Jordyn squeeze his hand, a way of reassuring him. It allows Brian to let out a heavy breath, a feeling of peace going through him, despite needles being pressed into his back.
"Thanks," Brian whispers, squeezing Jordyn's hand softly.
"Don't mention it."
"You're all done!" Jordyn breaks eye contact with Brian, looking over his shoulder at Miley, who has a grin on his lips. "It looks almost as good as yours," Mikey compliments, Brian slowly rising from his seat.
"Wrap him up, I'll let him see it later today."
"Why not now?" Brian wonders, Mikey moving around him as he wraps the nerd up.
"Let the sting subside, then you can see the masterpiece," Jordyn smiles, walking out the door. Brian can only let out a quiet sigh, throwing his shirt on before following the athlete.
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Polar Opposites | brian johnson❌
Fanfiction" Why do you think I'm a gay?" " I could sense it." Brian raises a brow, confusion written across his face. " It's called a 'Gay Radar.' You'll understand soon." brian johnson x male oc malexmale
