As your boyfriend, Simon, lays on his stomach, shirtless. you grab another sticker tattoo, straddling his back, already covered in several small tattoos.

You laugh softly as you place it on his back, spraying water on it. "thats cold." he grumbles for at least the tenth time.

You lean over him, your chest pressing against his back, so he can see your face "want me to get up, grumpy?" you smirk to yourself.

"no" he says firmly, moving his arm out from under his head to grab the back of your leg.

"then don't complain."you say in a sickly sweet tone, picking out another tattoo to add.

"yes, ma'am" he says, with a smirking smile on his lips.