Class ended in an hour and I rushed out before Jungkook, running across the corridor to the other end, pulled out my phone to call Namjoon.

"Joonie"  I exhaled only to hear him laugh on the other end.

"What is it? " I asked.

" Oh yes, the boys and me have decided to get identical tattoos. The one that says that we all belong to one pack and that we don't mingle." he explained.

"that's great" I grinned, relief washing over me for a moment. It wasn't something too serious. I was expecting something scary but oh well- it's just a tattoo.

" And we need your help "Namjoon added.

" what help? "

" Bring Kook to the tattoo parlor near the beach and don't tell him about this ".

" Hey, Jungkook loves to get inked. He'd be more than happy to go with you guys, he'd love the idea" I laughed, looking around in search of the said man.

" It's not that. He's new to being a wolf and at this point, anything can trigger a transformation.  The worst part is, he once said he wants a tattoo right above his collar bone, so it's gonna hurt like a motherfucker "

" Tch Tch " I shook my head," so you just want me to bring him there? " I confirmed.

" yeah. Bring him, and stay until he's done. " he answered.

" How does me being there even make a difference? " I bit my lip, finally spotting Jungkook.

" It does. You just come. "

" Okay done, see ya then " I hung up.

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" HOLY FUCK NO WHAT THE FUCK AHHH " Taehyung tried so hard not to squirm in his seat while Jimin rubbed his back.

V was getting it on the back of his neck and I knew by the way his skin turned red that it hurt a lot.

Tattoos generally are painful but when it's a werewolf that wants to get a tattoo, it's a whole new story. The skin is ten times harder to pierce and the muscle underneath is equally tough. The tattoo artist was a wolf himself, so he wasn't very surprised when he had to put some of his strength onto the needle to get it through the boy's skin.

It was a capital 'B'.  Tiny, but bold enough to be seen, inked in deep black.

Hobi already had gotten it on his wrist,  Namjoon behind his ear, Yoongi on the side of his index finger,  it looked beautiful.

Jimin sat beside Taehyung, fondly patting the boy's head and brushing his hand through his hair in a soothing manner which got Tae to calm down real quick.

The second Taehyung was done, he leaped out of the seat to run over to the full length mirror on the other side of the room.

"Yah this shit too small, why does it hurt so much? " he commented, looking over his shoulder into the mirror.

We laughed, turning to look at Jungkook who quietly stood beside me without uttering a word.

" your turn " I almost whispered, giving his forearm a little push.

His eyes were fixed on the needle as he walked straight before laying down, he didn't seem nervous, but was oddly silent.

Hobi looked up at me and I gave him a reassuring smile that Jungkook would be okay.

When I had dragged Jungkook into the store, only an "oh" had escaped his lips. He didn't seem very surprised and I was relieved to see him composed inspite of me just brining him here all of a sudden without any prior notice.

The artist tugged at Jungkook's shirt, signaling him to peel it off. The boy obliged by pulling it up, over his shoulders and off his head, tossing it to me. The rest of the pack had a proud smirk dancing on their faces at their maknae's body which clearly screamed, "Look at him! This muscle child right here is our baby maknae; hell yeah! ".

I couldn't help but smile at the thought. The artist cleaned a patch of Kook's skin with spirit, grabbing a new sterile tip and attaching it to his machine before leaning down to ink the man with a pencil first and then the machine.

The vibrating needle pressed onto Kook's skin and the atmosphere tensed up. He closed his eyes shut, and as the artist struggled to pierce the very first layer of skin, Jungkook balled his hands into fists. Seconds ticked away, one, two.. And the next thing we heard was the sound of metal breaking.

A small gasp almost inaudible to my own ears escaped before I noticed that the needle had broken off, leaving only a pressed mark on his skin just a centimeter above his collarbone.

"The skin here should be the easiest to pierce, but-" the artist furrowed his brows.

"Yah, can't you just relax and let him ink you? " Jhope yelled, which made us all jerk but it took off the pressure in the atmosphere.

Jimin let out a small giggle before asking if we should choose another spot on his body but Jungkook only shook his head. 

" You need to relax your skin " the artist commented, doing weird hand motions which gave me a strong feeling that he was gay.

I shook my head, looking over at Jungkook who was already looking at me. I spoke nothing, just a wide smile and a nod which meant that he could do this.

The needle was back against his skin and Jungkook had leaned back, eyes closed and arms limp on his sides. The artist stood up, almost putting his entire weight on the new thicker needle he had picked.

With almost no sound, the needle went through. A small growl escaped Kook's lips, stilling everyone in their tracks for a moment  and my head whipped towards Namjoon. The man rolled his eyes as if he meant "I told you so",  before motioning me to do something.
I took a step closer to Jungkook before placing a hand carefully on his chest and carding the fingers of my other through his hair. He relaxed into my touch, opening his eyes to look up at me. "It 'll be alright"  I smiled, and this time, he smiled back.

The boy closed his eyes, leaning into me, his head only a few centimeters away from my tummy as I hugged him close. The boys left the room, some to go get food while the others just wanted some air. The artist was smiling to himself, giving us glances, probably getting the wrong idea that I was Kook's mate or something.

Tattooing Kookie the rest of the way was a piece of cake. It got over quickly and when the fellow placed his instrument aside, using a dry cloth to wipe the extra ink off of Jungkook's neck, I leaned forward to take a look and it looked beautiful.

Kook sat up straight before using a hand mirror to check the new mark on him. "It looks.. fine" he mumbled and I placed a kiss on his cheek, startling him.

"It looks perfect! " I cheered.

The boy rose a brow, " You think so? "

" Yes! "

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Long time no updateu, here we go <3