It was his first day at Tommen college and he was nervous, Joey never got nervous.

But he was feeling better because you were there with him, sat in English listening to the teacher bore on.

You didn't need to look at Joey to feel his nerves radiated off him in waves.

His hand was already on your thigh, gripping it to ground him.

"Joey, roll up your sleeves." you whisper to him before reaching for a highlighter.

He gave you a quick glance of question but does it anyways, revealing his forearm tattoos

He sighs softly when the pen brushes over the first tattoo "thank you, {{user}}" he mumbled as you continue to colour them in, slowly and carefully.