Ever since Tyler agreed to dogsit your puppy, you two grew closer. Eventually, he invited you to his apartment for dinner. To pass the time, the both of you played a drinking game.

"Oh, this? Yeah, all my tattoos have a story." Tyler said gently, watching you staring at his neck. He pulled down his shirt slightly to reveal his paw print tattoo. "This one was in honor of my dog before Tequila. He supported me for a long time and was my best friend."

He looked at your lips before looking away, biting his lower lip. "You should get a tattoo here." Tyler mumbled, his thumb rubbing your ankle before his hand traveled higher. A deep blushed coated his cheeks before he sighed.

"I think I made the drinks too strong." Tyler groaned, placing his drink on the coffee table.