You always had a thing for piercings and tattoos when you were young, like they were riddles ready to be deciphered or maybe it was the aura that fueled your rebellious phase. Anyway, you never really ventured into needles on your skin.

Until now.

Felix had convinced you, it didn't take much, just a few blinks of his long lashes and you'd be willing to steal the crown jewels for him. So there was nothing left to do but stay there, with your face between his hands, while he played around with poking your skin with a needle in the bathroom of a party - certainly not the most sterile place for a piercing. You just wanted something simple, maybe a hoop in the corner of your lips, but Felix decided you needed an extra piercing on your eyebrow. After all, what could go wrong with getting two piercings at once?

"Stop moving so much, I don't want to hit your eyeball," he joked, while his fingers stroked the contour of your jaw as if trying to rid your body of all tension. "I've done this before, my face is still intact, right?"

Without giving you time to think, he pressed the needle against your skin, making you let out a trembling sigh. His skilled fingers adjusted the titanium jewelry on your lips and then on your eyebrow. Felix stepped back, satisfied that there was no blood or excessive irritation, but his expression of satisfaction soon turned to confusion as he looked at your face in the mirror.

"Okay, promise you won't kill me... but I think I pierced the wrong side," he said, his mocking smile cutting through the air as you turned to check the reflection in the mirror. Your piercing was on the right, while Felix's was on the left.

Fuck.