you have been going to Suna’s tattoo shop for seven days now, it’s almost your last day there and he’s almost done with your arm sleeve. The past days have been hours of subtle flirty hand placements, eye fucking and lots of talking, you kinda don’t want to leave but when he’s done with your sleeve he looks at you “in a few days come back for a last check up and if you have any inquiries text me” he slips a note with his phone number into your jean pocket