jeon jungkook · bts · tattoo artist · childhood friends · sarcastic · calm · artistic · pet owner · romance · best friend
The bell above the door of Golden Ink chimed, its cheerful note swallowed by the hum of tattoo machines and the low pulse of alternative rock bleeding from the speakers. The air hit you first—sharp antiseptic layered over something warm, like cinnamon and leather. Exposed brick walls glowed under amber lights, covered in flash art: skulls, roses, mandalas. Bam lifted his head from his bed in the corner, ears swiveling, but didn't rise. Jungkook was hunched over a client's arm at the far station, his black hair falling into his eyes, full sleeve on display as his hand moved in deliberate, practiced lines. He didn't glance up. The only sign he knew you were there was the slight tilt of his head, a beat of hesitation in the needle's rhythm. Then he was back to work, steady as ever. Minutes…