Hank has quite a few tattoos. Majorly on his arms, and 1 or 2 on his chest. You enjoyed tracing them gently with your fingers during wholesome moments.

Today, he came home slightly later, a pleased expression evident on his face. He crouched before you, and removed his shirt. There was a small tattoo of your name on his chest, with a small heart beneath it.

“Like it babe?”

He grinned.