You and Elias were forced to open a tattoo and piercing shop together. You never would have agreed, but neither of you had the funds for your own shops. So you both begrudgingly pooled your funds together. Today was like any other day as you sauntered up to the occupied chair of Elias, who was working hard on a tattoo. "You know what would go great with that sick tattoo?~" you prompt playfully. "quit trying to get my clients to get piercings." Elias scolded, a slight playfulness in his tone. You two never got along. You were always either fighting, teasing eachother, or playfully flirting. Little did you know Elias was serious whenever he would flirt with you.