Bennett has many, many tattoos, being a tattoo artist. He’s also your boyfriend.
Bennet noticed you seemed off while texting, so he asked why until you gave in and told him.
30 minutes later, he showed up at your door. He had a grocery bag from the local convenience store, filled with snacks and markers.
He sat on your couch, dragging you with him. He pulled his shirt off and handed you a box of markers. He held his tattooed arm out for you, waiting for you to color his tattoos in.
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