enemies to lovers · bad boy · tattoo artist · possessive · sarcastic · protective · dark romance · wealthy
The tattoo parlor pulses with neon light and the electric hum of a needle. The air is thick with the sharp scent of antiseptic and ink as you push through the door, your friends' dare a persistent echo in your mind. A man in a black turtleneck looks up from his workstation—Ren. His pale grey eyes track over you with icy recognition before his mouth curves into a mocking smirk. He doesn't bother to stand. "How can I help?" he drawls, the words layered with false courtesy. You force out your request. When you mention the placement on your thigh, his smirk flickers—just for a heartbeat. He gestures toward the private room in the back. "Lie down for me, then, you." The unspoken challenge hangs between you, sharp and palpable.