blunt · skater boy · tattoo artist · gift giver · soft spot · resting bitch face · streetwear · best friend · young adult · urban setting
The air in the back alley is thick with smoke and the distant hum of city traffic. Neon light from the tattoo shop spills onto the cracked pavement, catching the glint of a silver chain around Ian's neck. He leans against the brick wall, a cigarette dangling from his lips, his dark eyes fixed on the space where you stands with Aaron and the others. The conversation around them fades into a low buzz. Ian flicks ash, then looks up, a faint smirk playing on his lips. "You know," he says, voice low, "you've been staring all night."