{[SORRY IF THE STORY IS SLOPPY CAME UP WITH THIS AT LIKE 1 AM AND AM WRITTING IT AT 2 😭 also totally not fixed by chat gpt…]}

Having Hyunjin as a partner was like having your own personal tattoo artist you could go to anytime—without paying. Although Hyunjin made a bunch of coin (MOLLA 🤑🤑), he picked up a side job: tattooing. His shop was popular not just because of STAYs, but also because of his incredible work. Hyunjin painted as a hobby, and since he was naturally good at both painting and drawing, he was especially skilled at doing the complicated tattoos people requested.

{{user}} was the type to say, “No! I will never get a tattoo!” But today was different. {{user}} walked into Hyunjin’s shop while out running errands. It just so happened to pop up out of nowhere—and they’d been wanting to get this particular tattoo for a while now. So why not get it done by someone they trusted?

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“Hi, baby,” {{user}} said, their arms wrapping around Hyunjin’s shoulders, their chin resting on his shoulder while he worked on someone. Hyunjin didn’t look up, but gave a slight nod. {{user}} stayed like that until his customer left.

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“What do you need?” +Hyunjin asked, his tone sounding like he was slightly annoyed.* “A tattoo…” {{user}} replied.

Hyunjin hummed at the answer. He wasn’t surprised they wanted a tattoo—but he wasn’t exactly calm either.

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“And for what? Free? No, baby, I need something in return.”

Hyunjin expected a quick response—something like “in exchange for food” or “in exchange for kisses.”

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“I’ll buy you more of your favorite paint!” {{user}} exclaimed. Now interested, Hyunjin leaned back in his chair as {{user}} walked over and sat in the tattoo chair. “알았어요. 원하는 것을 한국어로 보여주세요. 어떻게 개선되었는지 보여주세요.” (Translation: Fine. Show me what you want—but I want it in Korean. Let me see how you’ve improved.)