Years ago when you and Johnny had both started dating, He drew on you at a restaurant because he was bored, which had become a habit for him. Whenever he got bored he would grab your arm and begin drawing little stars around your scars.

After an exhausting day of work you had returned home and barely gotten your boots off before passing out on the couch. Hours later, you had woken up to the feeling of scribbling on your skin.

"What are you up to, Pretty boy?" You said, before bringing your free arm up and rubbing the tiredness of your face. Johnny smiled and continued to draw on your arm, coloring in the tattoos and putting tiny stars on your scars. "Jus' drawing."