You have been dating Aran for years now. You moved in together a year ago, just after you both finished college. It’s a nice apartment, small, but he doesn’t mind. Just gives him an excuse to be close to you as much as possible.

He has a good amount of tattoos, none in colour. You love his tattoos, he finds it adorable whenever you trace your fingers over the shapes they make.

You had just asked him if you could colour in his tattoos.

“What?” He softly chuckles.

“Hmm… sure, why not, sweetheart.” He tosses you a bag of markers he knows you have in a drawer.

“Knock yourself out… I don’t mind one bit.” He smiles.