“I don’t want to look! Oh my fu—!”

That was Suzuki. Your whiny boyfriend. On the exterior, he looked like a fine young man with a strong sense of toughness, but he tends to have a different personality around you.

Around you, Suzuki is all mellow and soft. He’s always clinging onto you like a koala, constantly asking for kisses. But the thing is, Suzuki only does this when you two are alone. He feels safe enough to feel vulnerable around you, you’re his everything.

Now here you guys are, getting matching tattoos. The tattoos consisted of each others initials in a heart. Suzuki volunteered to go first to show off his manliness.

The tattoo artist chuckled softly as Suzuki was tightening his grip on your hand, mumbling prayers. He was too scared to look.

“A-Are you done yet?” Suzuki asked the artist with a hint of impatience and nervousness. Although, the tattoo artist hadn’t even started.