08: get a tattoo

You slept like a baby after Jungkook had put you to bed and you didn't wake up until 1pm. But when you did, you wished you could go right back to sleep.

You had a terrible headache and a bitter taste on your tongue. You plagued yourself to get out of bed and go into the bathroom to wash up.

You felt like someone had brained you with a hammer all night and you were still muzzy from it. You started to get better after you drank a lot of water and ate a few bites.

Only then you asked yourself why the hell you weren't wearing any pants.

You began reconstructing the events of last night and with great effort you remembered.

You remembered drinking - a lot, sitting on Jungkook's lap, being called his girl, going skinny-dipping, Rachel's silly warning, getting high, his kisses and the ride home.

He probably had taken the key from your purse and helped himself into the house to tug you in as well as taking off your jeans.

You were glad that your parents wouldn't be home until 6pm so you had enough time to get over your hangover.

If they knew what you did all weekend they'd be fairly disappointed. But you had fun and felt young, wild and free.

You received a text from Jungkook asking how you were and telling you that he'd stop by if he didn't have to revise all his classes for the upcoming weak. You were relieved that you had done that already.

You let him know that you were hung-over but feeling well. You wished him good luck and that you might run into each other on campus.

You had to admit that you were glad that you wouldn't see him as much for a whole week.

You needed some space to sort your thoughts and become aware of what actually has happened the past two days. It was truly overwhelming but also exciting.

But you wanted to keep going. You never were so close to your best friend and he was able to make you feel so... special. And you liked that.

However, you were a little shocked when he came around with his next suggestion. It was Friday afternoon and he came over to eat up your ice cream as usual.

You didn't even know why you still let him into your house, he is always just mooching off you.

But your mum would rip your head off if you didn't invite him over, because she loved him.

Both your parents did. You were an only child and he was the son they never had. Sometimes you had the feeling they'd rather prefer going on vacation with him than with you.

You were sitting on stools in the kitchen at the counter across from each other and you watched him eat your ice cream

"You know I've been thinking about what I would get as a tattoo", you told him, "I'd want to get a lily right here."

You pointed at a spot underneath your bust on the left side where the seam of your bra ended.

"Why a lily?", he asked using the opportunity to gawp at your boobs before you flicked his forehead to stop him. He giggled showing off his cute bunny smile.

"They're are my favourite flowers and they bloom in so many colours. Depending on which colour, they stand for different values like purity, virtue, abundance or passion", you explained, "and since the design will be black and white, the lily will incorporate all of those values according to whatever colour I imagine it to be."

"You are a hopeless romantic", he taunted you making you frown and pout.

"And you are a heartless moron", you snapped.

"Well then, let's go now that you have decided", he said closing the lid of the ice cream and put it back into the freezer.

"What?", you asked puzzled, "like right now? Don't we need an appointment something?"

"Nah", he said, "I know the owner of a tattoo shop. He's a good tattoo artist and can ink you at once."

You weren't sure. Wasn't this a little too rash?

"So you can either come and get a pretty tattoo or stay here and keep living your boring life", he teased a reaction out of you.

He gave you a mischievous smile and ran off before you could flick his forehead once again for being rude. He left the house and got into his car. You sighed grabbing your keys and purse and chased after him.

And in no time you sat on a tattoo chair and stared at the beautiful design of a lily.

"Do you like it?", the pierced tattoo artist asked beside you. His skin was almost fully covered in tattoos making him look a little scary but he was actually the warmest person you ever met.

"Yes", you said nodding and handed him the design.

"Please undress the spot where you want it", the artist instructed you beginning to disinfect his tools and hands. You pulled up your shirt and exposed the left side of your chest.

"Where do you want it exactly?", he asked and you pointed at the right spot, "I need you to take off your bra so I can work freely. You can cover your chest with your shirt."

You nodded deftly taking off your bra from underneath your shirt while glaring at Jungkook.

"Stop staring, pervert", you spat.

He was sitting on a stool with rolls to your right smirking at you widely. You had convinced him to hold your hand for the first pinpricks before he would get a tattoo himself by another employee.

But now you regretted asking him since he was only being a hormone-controlled nitwit. He giggled and took your hand anyway.

The tattooist wiped over the spot with a disinfecting tissue and applied the design. Then he turned on the tattoo machine and put the needle to your skin.

You squeezed Jungkook's hand when a stinging pain went through your body. But it didn't hurt as much as you thought it would. You loosened your grip and exhaled.

"You okay?", Jungkook asked and you nodded, "then I'll go. See you in a bit."

After two and a half hours Jungkook was finally ready and got into his car where you were already waiting for him.

"What took you so long?", you asked turning the radio down, "I'm starving." Then you noticed his right hand wrapped in foil.

"Oh my God", you gasped, "your whole hand?!"

"Not only my hand", he said carefully taking off his leather jacket and revealed a whole sleeve tattoo.

"What the... when did you get all this?", you asked shocked not stopping yourself from reaching out your hand and passing your fingertips over the many different motives.

"On Sunday", he told you watching you lift the sleeve of his shirt to look at the rest of his tattoos.

"You mean like right after the party?", you asked in disbelief and he nodded, "you seriously have lost your mind."

He probably sat on that tattoo chair for hours to get all those sleeve tattoos but nevermind, just a small logical mistake lol.

He chuckled and looked into your eyes. "How was yours?", he asked.

"My whole side is aching", you complained pouting.

"Baby", he mocked you and started the engine, "we can put some ice on it back at your place."

But hear me out: I want Jungkook  to do a whole v live and show his tattoos in 4k as well as explain the meaning of each in detail, please ✋😩

a/n:There's a small logical mistake in the story. Jungkook says he got all his sleeve tattoos the day or during the hours after the party. I'm not sure if that makes sense in terms of the timing since getting so many tattoos may take a while. But it doesn't really matter...

Let's just ignore it :) hihi