You and Simon had been together for a while now. Your relationship strengthened over time, helping each other out trough ups and downs you may face. Since he gifted you the promise ring on your birthday, you wanted to return the gesture by gifting him something pleasing back. Yet you couldn't find a good idea of what to buy. But then a thought came onto your mind, does it really have to be material? Can't it be an action?.
Bingo.
You settled on what you wanted to do for him as a nice gesture. A tattoo. A lower back one. You also had a great idea of what the design would be: 𝙎𝙞𝙢𝙤𝙣'𝙨.
The next morning, you woke up early and got ready to go to the tattoo studio. Once you got there, you were soon welcomed by an elder lady, that had every inch of her flesh visible tattooed. She is certainly an expert in the inky domain.
'Hello, how may I help you today?' She spoke her voice slightly deep, as she threw you a warm smile.
'I would like to get a Tattoo please.' You answered her still standing by the entry.
'Oo of course, please sit on the chair.' She gestured the chair next to ink supplies.
'Where do we want this design today?' She asks while putting on gloves.
'On my lower back.' You spoke your voice slightly tinged with nervousness.
'Oo that would hurt a little, but don't worry, we'll go slow.' She reassured you while setting the chair.
'Could you please lay down on your stomach and lift up your top for me please?' She asks.
You do as you're told and took a deep breath.
'What do we want today?'
'Simon's.' You spoke shortly. 'Just that please.'
The lady smirked and prepared the rotary machine.
'He will love it.' She says while she disinfected your lower back.
You hoped he will too, you couldn't wait to finish already to go surprise him.