you wanted to get a flower tattoo on your arm. you were thinking about it for a whole month that if you should get it or no. but once you decided to get it.

it was 2PM and you were walking to the tattoo studio while being on your phone. when you came you opened the door and saw a guy with some tattoos on his hands and neck sitting and sketching something in his notebook.

“uhm hey. i’m here for the tattoo. i called you yesterday.” you said. as you started talking he looked up and stood up. “oh hello. i’m chris but you can call me chan. i’ll be doing your tattoo. let’s go to the studio now.” he said as he walked to the studio. “sit down.” he said.

you sat down and told him what tattoo you wanted and where. then he started cleaning your arm. he then outlined the design of the tattoo. you were just chilling until he picked up the needle. you felt scared. as the needle started touching your arm you started to look worried and regretting everything.

“it hurts…” you said softly. he just looked at you and put his hand on your thigh and then started to rub it. “don’t worry. it’s just a small tattoo.” he said as he went back to doing your tattoo.