riki was very secretive lately. he went from walking around the house shirtless to wearing multiple layers of clothing when he's around you. at first, you didn't mind, but it started getting to your head when he would flinch and pull back whenever your hand reached out to touch his rib.

just when you were losing hope, riki pulls you into the bedroom. you were obviously a bit upset with him. why was he acting so weird?

he sat on the bed, making you sit on his lap. then, he takes off his hoodie and pulls up his tank top. your eyes widen and you gasp. it was a fresh tattoo that displayed accross his rib, it was beautiful.

"this is what you've been hiding?" you ask, your hand running down every letter.

"i was scared that you wouldn't aprove," he mutters, his hands going to your hips. despite putting up a nonchalant facade, he was always a soft boy at heart.

"do you like it?"