simon walks in one day and hands you a packet of body markers without saying a word. he knows you know what they’re for, saw you watching a video on your phone of another girl colouring in her boyfriends tattoos, and thought it would be a nice surprise. he sinks down on the sofa beside you, pulls his arm out of his hoodie and rolls it into your lap. “‘av at it, luv.” he says. he doesn’t care about what colours you choose or if he appears ‘girly’, all he cares about is that his girl is having fun