The Art of Ink

Chapter Four - When Two Meet and Fall in Love

Mo Guan Shan wanted to tell the gangster to go fuck himself, who was he to tear up that guy's phone number?! Rude bastard. 'Take a deep breath' Mo reminded himself that this man was his new client, if he wanted to keep He Tian sweet then turning his back on a night of mindless passion was something he was willing to do. Even if he had really been looking forward to it.

The encounter in the back lane had taken the edge off at least. Kind of.

"Follow me." Mo took off walking, giving the gay bar a longing look as he walked past.

The two men walked in silence for five minutes, Mo continuously looked over at He Tian trying to gauge his reaction to his 'behaviour', but the guy's face was unreadable. He was mainly just looking around, matching Mo's pace so they walked evenly side by side.

"You don't have to walk with me the whole way, I'm sure you've got better things to do." Mo Guan Shan's smile was professional.

"No, not at this time." That was all He Tian said.

Okay, well that approach didn't work. Mo rolled his eyes when the gangster's back was turned.

"Did you want to talk with me more about your design? The tattoo? Pain? Aftercare? I noticed you don't have any tattoos at all" Not a single one anywhere, because Mo had ogled the guy from top to bottom.

"No. I'm good." He Tian looked over at Mo, not forth coming with any communication. Mo noticed that the other guy was wearing a black v necked sweater and charcoal jeans. The V showed off a strong throat.

Bloody prince!

Mo breathed a sigh of relief when his building came into view. "You can leave me here, I will call you once I get your renderings ready. Goodnight." Mo walk through the building entrance, thank fuck, he wanted to cuddle up in bed with Jun and bemoan lost chances.

"Wait. I have changed my mind, can I come and discuss the tattoo now?" He Tian said this as he started following Mo to his door.

Mo had to keep telling himself that Usalev trusted these guys, he had got Mo involved in all of this without freaking out, or warning him away, so he took a deep breath and nodded. Maybe they could hash out his new ideas for the back area.

He Tian finally smiled.

Mo swallowed nervously at the thought of this rich man coming into his humble little apartment, what would He Tian make of his place? Shaking his head, he unlocked the door, swearing when Jun shot past him, a streak of black towards the uninvited guest. The dog had some issues left over from his previous life. He didn't like strangers, it took a really long time for him to warm up to anyone. If he liked them it was fine they were friends, but if the dog mistrusted them in anyway, then he would growl, bark or just lie in his bed grumbling unhappily the whole time.

Maybe this was his opportunity to get rid of his unwanted guest. Mo's smile was evil.

"What a beautiful dog. You are a handsome boy, you are." Before Mo could blink in disbelief He Tian had dropped to his knees in Mo's entrance way and was stroking the wiggling dog all over. Ruffling his fur and rubbing Jun's ears. "Your ears are so soft. I've never felt ears as soft as yours." The dog was in heaven at all the physical and verbal praise.

Fuck.

"What is your name?" The gangster looked over at Guan Shan, who was toeing off his shoes, closing the door behind the pair.

"His name is Jun." Mo dashed about picking up clothes and shoes, throwing them behind the sofa whilst the man was preoccupied with his dog.

Jun ran off and got his favourite fluffy duck and sped back to his new best friend. Traitor.