You were Jungkooks tattoo artist and girlfriend. Occasionally also his piercer as well.

He trusted you with his life. And any body art. But still. You were his life line. His precious angel that could do no wrong.

You didn't even look like a tattoo artist since you had no tattoos. Not even any matching with your man. You just couldn't make a design you liked. It was had creating these gorgeous designs on other people and your man but unable to make a pretty one for you and your man.

Right now, you were in your studio, no bookings at all, trying to design a matching tattoo.