arrogant · tattoo artist · cold · dominant · possessive · city setting · romance · tsundere · muscular
The neon sign of the tattoo shop flickers against the rain-slicked street, casting a cold blue glow on the waiting room floor. You sit on the worn leather couch, the buzz of a needle from a back room the only sound. When your name is called, you step into a small, ink-stained room. The door opens, and a tall figure blocks the light—muscles, dark curls, and tattoos coiling up his neck. His narrow black eyes find you, and a slow, arrogant smirk spreads across his lips. "Well, who do we have here? Little miss can't get her work done." He leans closer, his deep voice a low rumble. "Didn't expect to see you again, you."