Bangtan Sonyeondan Tattoo Novels & Stories

to go to the city for some new ink myself, let’s go right now!. ‘Right now?’ I asked a bit hesitant. ‘Yes, no time like today’, Kenzo said as he almost ran to the car. We headed to the tattoo shop and the tattoo artists got to drawing right away. He sketched something which looked absolutely perfect. I was a forest with a full moon, with a silhouette of 4 wolves. It would cover most of my upper back, but I didn’t mind. He started right away. It was a big piece which would take hours, but I didn’t mind the distraction. Another artist was busy on Kenzo, he was getting something for his son and a surprise for Keva he said. We had been sitting here for 4 hours now and I was getting hungry, so

This is usually the time he would let girls tag along with him that Alonso would fuck senseless and he would watch. This time, however, he manages to shove them off of him, and he makes his way over to us, lifting the hem of his T-shirt to wipe the sweat from his face. The girls nearby nearly faint at the sight of his tattooed torso. And I don't miss the longing look of Shane, the drummer, as she gets up from behind the drumset. I'm going to need to do something about that. "You were amazing!" Bailey shrieks and throws her arms around him, kissing him on the cheek. "When are you going to accept that record deal?"

Her reason had already evaporated. That was when Belle’s half-lidded gaze caught something on Bastian’s left hip. The skin there was still red and irritated, where the tattoo artist had just injected fresh black ink. A small silhouette was etched there. A sparrow with its wings spread. Belle’s breath caught in her throat. Her eyes widened as she stared at the new tattoo, then lifted her gaze back to Bastian with stunned disbelief. “You… tattooed that?” she whispered. Her finger trembled as she pointed toward Bastian’s hip without daring to touch it. “On your body?”

Denis had already calculated the time that could be spent carving tattoos on the bodies of men in their early thirties in front of Racher Art. Denis quickly got up and greeted the arrival of the man named Benjie. He wanted a tattoo of his lover on his back, and Denis had discussed with him about two months ago for today's moment. "I'm thrilled to have my turn to visit here finally," Benjie said after shaking hands with Denis, smiling warmly. "I hope you didn't get bored while waiting for this day." Benjie shook his head. "It's not boring, and it's more my nerves."

I refused to bail him out again. Against my will, a small smile broke out on my face when the rear door of the town car opened and Bane stepped out, looking amazing in a pair of dark jeans and a black T-shirt that sat snuggly against his broad shoulders, the pads of his pecs, and large biceps. The tattoos on his neck were revealed, giving me a tantalizing slice of tanned skin and intricate ink. He walked toward me, his gaze running down my body like he hadn’t seen me in years. “Hi,” I said, the butterflies in my stomach feeling like they were the size of a jet. “What are you doing here?”

She had to use all her willpower not to let the sip of chocolate drip out of her mouth as she looked at Bane. He had taken a shower and was dressed in dark blue sleep pants in some silky material that hung low on his hips, showing off his toned upper-body. It was the first time Emma had seen him shirtless and, even though she knew he was muscular, nothing had prepared her for the black tattoos that covered his torso and arms to below his elbows. She had never understood the fascination with tattoos until that moment. She had an urge to run her fingers along them.

As he demanded, Athena made him a sandwich. By the time she was done cooking, he already came down, but without his shirt, he was only in his sweatpants, his tattoos visible to her. He had a cobra on his front and something that looked like a stork or a hawk in the back. She was figuring out why he got all of his skin covered in tattoos, “Stop ogling,” he yelled at her without a tiny bit of gentleness in his tone.

I said as he took the bowl before wolfing it down. “Woah there tiger,” I giggled as he set the bowl aside, “Where do you want this tattoo?” He asked as I bite my lip, “On my back,” I replied as he raised his eyebrows, “Okay, and what have you decided on getting?” He asked, causing a smile to appear on my lips, “I was thinking of getting a blossom branch with the word rebirth in Chinese on my side,” I explained causing his eyebrows to raise once again.

“We will be fine. We probably just need the right people in our lives… and get rid of this itch on my back.” I frowned as she hesitated before turning her back to me, wordlessly asking me to scratch her back for her. I couldn’t help but smile as I slowly unzipped her dress, taking in the flawlessness of her back and the tiny tattoo that was there right at the middle of her lower back. It was clearly an infinity sign, with a tiny drawing of the moon on each side of the loops. Extremely identical to the earrings and necklace I gave her. I opened my eyes to ask her when she got a tattoo.

Her completely naked body was now facing her man’s view. “What’s the matter, baby?” She eyed him carefully up and down and her gaze stopped on his muscular chest. She starred at that part for a few minutes. On his chest had appeared a new black tattoo in the shape of the letter ‘S’. It was surrounded by nine different greek characters.