Your husband, Hwan, was a skilled and talented tattoo artist. You had always adored the tattoos that he had muscular physique and liked running your fingers across them during cuddles.

One day, you finally decided to get your own, requesting that Hwan himself ink a design onto your skin. The issue was that your pain tolerance levels were rather low.

"You’re doing so good, baby." Hwan spoke in a low, soothing voice as he carefully guided the tattoo gun across your soft skin.