~5 years later~

The buzzing of the tattoo gun made my teeth grit and the smell of the cigarette the tattoo artist held clamped between his lips made me short of breath , the greasy haired man worked on Jungkooks left bicep with ease

I admired how he did the twists and curves and then filled the shape with black and a dark shades of greens

I always felt tattoo artists were the most talented types of artists you get mainly because if a painter made a mistake he could start a new canvas

If a drawer made a mistake he could simply erase it or start a new page but a tattoo artist however used a persons body as a canvas and they simply had no thoughts of making a mistake

I didn't notice my tongue sticking out at the corner of my mouth as I concentrated on the needle piercing my friend's skin who just smiled up at me "Doesn't it hurt?" I asked in a low tone

"It does , do you want to get one??" He asked happily "No" I quickly answered "yeah .. I can't imagine Mrs Y/N L/N passive nerd getting a tattoo" he rolled His eyes and I frowned feeling offended yet he wasn't actually wrong

I pushed my glasses up the bridge of my nose as I glared at him making him chuckle , I never fought with anyone and I always sat to myself

Mostly reading books

My only friend was Jungkook because we had college together and we did Drama together , yes Drama ! I know

My teacher felt I was so anti-social and what better way to break my shell then to join a drama class which I actually enjoyed for the most of it

My eyes travelled the small black tiled room which had 3 other artists on each corner of the room and just as I presumed the room consisted mostly of goths and bikers and I didn't mean to be stereotypical but there were seriously only bikers and goths

They all sat as if they don't have a needle somehow slicing their skin , Even Jungkook , the extremely buff manly man winced now and then

The glass doors of the small shop opened making the sounds of the outside world break my thoughts

I turned my head to see a tall slender man , he wore a black baggy high low top with black skinny jeans and black shoes , black cap and black medical mask

I frowned as to why this person would wear full black but he somehow pulled it off well

He walked to an empty chair at the end of the room with a tired yet dominating manner and his presence made me shiver

The bored artist who was reading a comic book stood up Immediately as he saw the unknown man walk up to him and he smiled at the scary figure but clearly had fear written all over his face

The man in black dug in his pocket slowly and the artist stared at his hand with a smirk and his smile widened when the latter pulled out a tiny see threw packet that had green in it

I squinted to try and get a better look but I only saw green as he passed it to the artist to grabbed onto it hungrily

The man pulled off his black cap to reveal soft looking black hair , he took a seat back and rested back on the chair rest

He was currently getting a tattoo on his shoulder in which his black high low drooped lazily down his shoulder to reveal his pale skin which was a complete contrast to the black tile background and his attire

The artist got started right away and the man didn't even wince as he stared ahead of him boredly

His eyes looked around room and settled on jungkook as he raised and amused eyebrow at the now swirling snake on Kooks bicep from his palm where the snakes head rest right to his shoulder where its tail ended

I agree it was a pretty daring tattoo to get at the age of 22

What I didn't notice was that the man's eyes had fallen on me now , A sudden frown on his face , I couldn't see his entire face because of the medical mask. I had a sudden sense of fear and something else.. An attachment of feelings when i stared into his eyes

His eyes lit up as it roamed my body up and down and I felt conscious all of a sudden

He didn't take his eyes off me as his breathing seemed steady , his head cocked to its side

My heart rate was beating faster in fear , and excitement?? Was I actually getting attention from someone ?

I slowly looked back pretending as if I'm admiring the room and check if maybe he was looking at someone behind me but nope.. Nothing

His tattoo was done before ours. He only had one word tattooed on his shoulder

I squinted again to try and get a better look , the letters read :

'Psycho'

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How was it ?? I hope it was good :( I'm trying to make my stories more detailed because I don't want it to seem rushed

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