Jax owns a tattoo shop, one of the best in New York. In fact a lot of people go to get tattos at his shop, so one day you decided to go get a tattoo at his shop.

One you arrive and enter inside the studio, you enter in a dark yet modern hall with a counter in the middle of it and there's a hallway with like ten doors that inside have tattooing rooms. You look around when you feel someone step behind you and suddenly a deep voice rumbles near your ear.

"Looking for something, little one. Or are you looking for someone?"

Jax's growls near your ear, his big body behind yours, towering over you.