Yoongi was absolutely drunk when he stumbled into the tattoo shop. It was only about coming up to 11pm, and he knew that this would be the only shop open at this time.
He'd passed the shop many times prior to this night, peeping into the large window and looking around the interior before he walked too far away to look inside anymore.
Really, it looked like every other tattoo shop Yoongi had ever come across in his life. But this one seemed a bit more special, a bit more unique. Mainly because of a specific redhead he had caught a glimpse of quite a few times — he had amazingly bright red hair, most definitely dyed, and a captivating smile that was the shape of a heart.
They had made eye contact a few times (resulting in Yoongi looking away as quickly as he could, his cheeks burning red from embarrassment) from when Yoongi had stared into the shop through the window, and every time it happened the boy would smile brightly and laugh.
It made Yoongi's heart do a triple axel every goddamn time.
And so, here he was. Drunk out of his mind and leaning against the reception desk to try and keep his balance. He watched as the redhead walked out of the storage room, staring at Yoongi with quite a bit of surprise upon seeing him.
"Um— I was literally about to close..." He stated, his tone full of a ting of annoyance and a lot of confusion. "Are you drunk?"
"I want a tattoo." Yoongi stated, staring back at the boy. "Please—?"
"I can't give you a tattoo if you're drunk you know." He replied, clicking his tongue as he walked over to the desk. "You'll have to wait until you're sober."
To that, Yoongi pouted. He dropped his head onto the table and groaned, "I shouldn't of gotten drunk..." He whined, trying to earn some sort of sympathy to the tattooed stranger beside him.
"Yeah, yeah. Just come back tomorrow alright?" Yoongi looked up at the boy, the pout remaining on his lips. He earned an eye roll, and then a pat on the back.
And then, Yoongi threw up.
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When Yoongi next opens his eyes, he's inside a room he has never seen before. He sat up, looking around the interior to try and determine as to where he was. He then looked down, eyeing the blanket that was draped over his legs.
"Be thankful I didn't call the police on you." Yoongi flinched at the sudden eruption of someone's voice coming from beside him. He turned his head, staring at the red-headed male that had seated himself beside the bed, a wet towel in his hand. "You're laying on the good side of my bed too, so be grateful, okay? Thanks."
"What—? Oh— yeah, sure." Yoongi gulped, staring at the redheaded boy contently. "Um— can I ask for your name?"
"Sure, if you lay down." And so Yoongi did, watching as the boy brought the towel over his head, laying it on his forehead. "My name is Hoseok."
Yoongi continued to stare at Hoseok, feeling himself grow a little flustered upon learning his name. It was like it left some sort of effect on him, like a witch casting a spell upon his mind — Yoongi suddenly felt powerless, like he wasn't in control of his body anymore.
"Hey— Hey!" Yoongi opened his eyes, reconnecting with his surroundings. He looked at Hoseok again, blinking in confusion.
"What?" He questioned.
"You were staring at my collarbones like some weird pervert. Then you just passed out for a split second." Hoseok answered, removing the towel from Yoongi's forehead and draining the excess water into the bowl he had on the bedside table.
"Oh... sorry." Yoongi suddenly felt really awkward, he pursed his lips together, letting out a nervous hum.
"Also, I know you want a tattoo and all... but like, because of the fact you threw up on my floor, I'm gonna have to charge you extra."
Yoongi let out a chuckle at that, the memory of him throwing up making him amused. With a sudden boost of confidence, Yoongi put on his most charming smirk, looking at Hoseok. "Does that mean I can get your number?"
Hoseok paused, and looked back at Yoongi, his cheeks flushing a bright red. He looked like a tomato, his bright red face complimenting his bright red hair. It made Yoongi laugh — until he groaned out in pain due to the fact Hoseok whacked his chest. "Pay me first asshole!"
