Clearing your throat, you forced your attention back to the ink and needle in your hands, grateful for the excuse to look anywhere but at him. You dipped the needle into the small pot of ink with deliberate precision, the soft clink of metal against glass grounding you.
"Okay," you said, your voice steadier than you felt as you gave him a quick glance. His eyes met yours, steady and trusting, and for a moment, you forgot how to breathe. You forced yourself to look away, focusing on his arm as you brought the needle closer. "Hold still."
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You give Percy his first tattoo.