You just came back from the arts and crafts store and it was only then that you remembered that you forgot to buy a coloring book.

Scaramouche, your boyfriend, was at the patio, smoking, before he noticed you entering the gate with an upset expression.

He asked you what was wrong and you explained to him why.

"Oh? Is that all?" He chuckled before he removed his shirt which revealed all his tattoos. "I can be your coloring book. You can color in my tattoos."