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I hover outside of the small shop, windows slightly tinted but just enough for me to see through them. I nervously bite my lip as the night breeze rustles through my hair, ushering me to go inside.

I don't know why I decided to get a tattoo. It just felt...right. But now as I stand here in front of this shop, I'm hesitant. I glance at the red illuminated sign above the door, shining the letters ''.

I wonder what it means.

I quickly divert my attention back inside the shop when I see someone come into view. The tinted windows wash away his color, making him full of different values of gray. He begins to rummage around through some drawers, sticking a lollipop into his mouth.

I glance at the brightly lit sign before sighing, my breath coming out as a cloud of frost. I'm going in.

I push on the door, gaining the attention of the man behind the counter. I push on it again before realizing that it's, in fact, supposed to be pulled open.

My face burns with embarrassment as I pull it open. The man softly chuckles, his eyes turning into thin crescents.

"Don't worry gorgeous, you're not the first one that's happened to," he says, moving the bright blue lollipop to the other side of his mouth.

I awkwardly laugh as I approach the counter, his features becoming more prominent. His hair is a light orange color, softly brushed back out of his forehead. A piercing underneath the stick of the lollipop glints on his bottom lip. A flowery tattoo running across his neck and into his striped turtleneck clashes against the creaminess of his lightly tanned skin.

His delicate hands become overpowered by the letters imprinted onto his knuckles. On one hand, '' and on the other, ''.

JM. What does it stand for?

I clear my throat, "Um, I'm here to get a tattoo." Am I stupid? Why else would I be here?

"Well, that is what most people come to a tattoo shop for," he grins. "Nice to meet you, I'm Jimin. Park Jimin." Do we really have the same—

"Nice to meet you, I'm Park Haru," I say, smiling.

"Wah we have the same last name!" He laughs as I nod.

He tilts his head towards a couple of chairs next to a table that's covered with different tattoo magazines. "Have a seat Miss Park, I'll show you some of our designs."

I sit down on the one of the chairs, Jimin sitting across from me and placing a thick file folder onto the table. He opens it up and pulls out a few different pieces of laminated paper, all covered with swirly designs and intricate patterns.

He leans back in his chair, legs crossed and an arm resting against the back of the chair.

"Do you have something in mind?" He asks, taking the lollipop out of his mouth.

I shake my head, "No, not really. I just know that I want it to be flowery and intricate."

He opens his mouth to say something when another man enters the room.

He has black hair with bangs that come over his dark eyes. Like Jimin, a silver piercing encircles his bottom lip. A long silver earring dangles from one ear, and the other has a line of piercings along the side. The letters '' are printed against his skin along his cheekbone. He wears a white long sleeved shirt with only the bottom half buttoned, exposing his inked chest. He rolls up his sleeves, revealing the intricate patterns on his arms.

"Hyung do you know where—" he looks up, making eye contact with me.

"Oh, hi there," he winks with a smile, his mouth forming a rectangle.

"Haru this is Taehyung, Taehyung this is Haru," Jimin says, and Taehyung nods.

"Nice to meet you, beautiful. Oh and by the way, I don't work here. I just kind of lounge around."

I feel myself blush as Taehyung comes and sits down next to me. Two very attractive guys who are actually nice are sitting a couple feet away from me, and one of them called me beautiful. Not something that happens on a regular basis.

"Anyway, you wanted something with intricate flowers?" Jimin asks me, and I nod.

Taehyung gasps, "Does this mean we'll be looking through the golden file?"

Jimin laughs as he stands up and walks back to the file drawers. "This is gonna be a delight."

"Golden file? What's that?" I ask, confused.

"Well, my coworker and one of my best friends is absolutely amazing at intricate designs. I'm good too, but he reaches a totally different level. Because of how talented he is, we say that he's golden, hence the name of this file," Jimin says, sitting back down and sliding the file toward me.

"He's the one who gave me all of these." Taehyung points to the many different tattoos covering his skin.

"Wow, he must've been doing this for a long—" my jaw drops when I open the file and see the designs covering each page. Each one is beautifully intricate, some delicate and some full of sharp edges and angles.

My reaction earns a laugh from both Taehyung and Jimin. I look up at them, still in awe, "This is insane!" I say in amazement.

I flip through each page until my eye catches one design in particular. It's three lavenders crossed together at the stems. The petals look soft and dainty, and although it's not as detailed as the others, it's truly beautiful.

"Could I get this one?" I ask, pointing at it.

Jimin nods, "Of course you can. I'll go get—"

"I'm so ready to go home now." Another man enters the room, and I almost gasp. Taehyung and Jimin are attractive, but holy frick.

His hair is a deep red color and is swept back like Jimin's. He has a piercing both on his eyebrow and, not one, but two on his bottom lip. The letters '' are tattooed on his collarbone, contrasting the creaminess of his skin. His brown eyes are doe-like but piercing, lashes long and thick. A crescent moon is on the side of his neck, and the top of a dragon peeks through his black button-up shirt.

I realize that I'm awkwardly staring at him when he clears his throat.

"Our golden boy has arrived," Taehyung smiles, but Mr. Golden Boy keeps his expression blank, almost frowning at me.

"Jungkook this is Haru, Haru this is Jungkook," Jimin introduces us to each other.

"Your designs are really pretty, Jungkook," I smile, but he only responds with, "Thanks." Rude.

"So Kook, Haru wants to get one of your designs," Taehyung says. This time, Jungkook actually frowns.

"Well I'm sorry, it's closing time." Jungkook responds coldly, throwing his jacket over his shoulder.

"Aish Jungkookie, there's still a good thirty minutes left. Our lovely Haru wants a lovely tattoo, and you're going to give it to her," Jimin stands up and approaches him, handing him the paper while giving him a light punch on his shoulder.

"I-It's fine I don't have to get it—"

"Come on Haru, it's okay. Kook's just being a little moody." Taehyung takes my hand and leads me to Jungkook, who clearly doesn't want to give me a tattoo.

After a moment, Jungkook bites his lip and sighs. "Follow me."

surprise!! i bet you weren't expecting this story.

well this is what i do when it's 2 am and i get the

idea for a story.

unlike the others, my plan for this isn't fully

written out. i have most of it figured out but

some things in the middle are kind of just a

blur right now.

i'll be posting as often as i can, but midterms are

coming up for me and i'm not sure how much time

i'll get.

stay tuned for more!

xoxo