"I'm bored." Mitch said.
"Again?" Scott asked.
Mitch nodded. "I got nothing to do!"
"Nothing?" Scott asked, raising one of his eyebrows playfully. "You could spend time with me."
Mitch rolled his eyes. "Other than that."
Scott laughed. "Okay, okay, we can do something. What do you want to do?"
Mitch looked down at his arms. "Ooh! Let's get tattoos!"
"More? And what would it be?" Scott asked.
Mitch thought about it for a second. "Um, I don't know, what should we get?"
"You're the one who wanted the tattoos!" Scott exclaimed. "Okay, let's sit down and think this through?"
"The fact that you wanted to sit down and think something through surprises me." Mitch sassed.
   "Lose the f--king tone!" Scott said, grabbing his phone. "Babe, how about music notes?"
"Don't you already have those?" Mitch asked, peeking over his boyfriend's shoulder. "Ooh, what about those?"
"Chemistry beakers? That reminds me of school too much." Scott said. "Hey, how about this?"
Mitch gasped. "Those are so cute!"
"Want them?" Scott asked.
"Yeah!" Mitch said, grabbing his sweater. "Let's get going!"
            They walked into the tattoo parlor, going into one of the rooms.
"Alrighty, guys, what do you want?" The tattoo artist asked.
"Here." Scott said, showing the picture he saved on his phone.
"Aw, that's cute! Same place?"
The couple nodded.
"Cool, who's up first?"
"I'll go." Mitch said. "Scotty? Will you hold my hand?"
Scott nodded, already holding Mitch's hand.
        "Okay, Mitch, you're done!" The tattoo artist said, wiping blood off of Mitch's arm. "What do you think?"
"Oh my gosh! That's so cool!" Mitch said, looking at the tattoo. "I love it!"
"Instagram time!" Scott said, taking a picture of Mitch's wrist.
"Babe, it's your turn." Mitch said. "I'll hold your hand."
    A while later, Scott was done with his tattoo.
"These look great!" He said, taking a picture. "That's three matching tattoos for us!"
Mitch laughed. "Yeah, skulls, safety pins, and now this!"

"And a whole lot more to come." Scott said. "You know, it'd suck if we broke up."
"Cause we love each other?" Mitch asked.
"That, and we have matching tattoos, so it'd be awkward if we  had these while we were with new boyfriends." Scott said.
"Don't you ever say new boyfriends around me again." Mitch said firmly. "You're my man, my f--king one and only."
"I'm sorry, baby, I didn't mean it." Scott said, holding Mitch's hand.
"OW!" Both shouted, touching their wrists gently.
"That hurt so f--king bad!" Mitch said.
"Yeah it did, but I ain't regretting this tatt." Scott said, looping his non inked arm around Mitch's waist.
(Sorry if this sucked!)