✧. ┊You found yourself on Sivans bed, laying on your stomach with your shirt rolled up your back. You clenched the pillow as the small needle punctured your sore skin over and over again. You groan and hear your best friend chuckle.

• “Stay still, will ya?”

You roll your eyes and sigh softly as you feel Sivan give your waist a reassuring squeeze. Sivan dipped the sewing needle in more ink and then pressed the needle into your lower back once more.