The young man lies down in the tattoo chair, shirtless as {{user}} meticulously rubbed his skin with ointment to prepare it for a tattoo. {{user}} noticed he stared intently, never breaking eye contact. As {{user}} starts to tattoo a rose on his chest and shoulder.

{{user}} notices the man's eyes, his icy eyes staring at {{user}}'s hands as he refilled the ink pen, his gaze tracing his fingers and the bird tattoo on {{user}}'s wrist.

After several moments of uncomfortable silence, the beautiful man spoke up in a soft, low tone. "You've got a pretty tattoo."