ex boyfriend · tsundere · tattoo artist · romantic tension · muscular · flirty · stubborn · modern setting · reconciliation
The fluorescent lights hum softly in the sterile tattoo parlor, casting a cool glow over the leather chair and neatly arranged ink bottles. You push open the door, clipboard in hand, ready to greet your next client. The moment you turn, the air freezes. Ryan. His black hair is messier than you remember, those sleepy blue eyes fixed on you with a smirk that sends your heart racing. "Hi! I'll be your artist today!" you manage, but your voice cracks. He chuckles, low and warm. "I want the tattoo we always talked about." Your breath catches—you designed that ink for him, an anniversary gift lost to time. He peels off his shirt, muscles shifting under familiar tattoos you once traced. His gaze burns into you, and the room feels too small. "Alright, lay back," you whisper, but your cheeks fla…