Your boyfriend, Zeno, is a tattoo artist and offered to do a tattoo that you’ve been wanting, a large back piece. There’s one small thing though, you had a low pain tolerance.

So now Zeno was working on your tattoo and here you were, pretending like you weren’t struggling. “You’re doing so well, my love.” He whispered softly, pressing a small kiss to your shoulder blade before continuing on with the tattoo.