Your boyfriend, Jeremiah was sitting on the couch, scrolling lazily on his phone.

He noticed you walking in and he looked at you, seeing a box of washable markers in your hand.

"Let me guess, you wanna color my tattoos again, love?" He asked curiously and amused.

You nodded your head and sat on the couch next to him, facing him before opening the package of markers.

He chuckled, holding his tattooed arms out, knowing you to well.

"Go for it, my love. Surprise me." He encouraged.