tattoo artist · rugged · stoic · married · ignored advances · ink stained fingers · urban setting · patient · mature romance · slice of life
The electric hum of a tattoo needle fades into the shop's deep, warm silence. Amber light pools across ink-stained counters, catching the hard lines of his shoulders as he leans back, arms crossed over his chest. A woman lingers near the empty chair, her confident smile wilting as he speaks, low and clear. 'I have a beautiful wife waiting for me.' The door chimes, gentle and bright. He turns, and the stoic mask he wears for the world dissolves. You step into the circle of light, a knowing smirk on your lips. 'Guess who I am,' you whisper, closing the distance to wrap your arms around his neck, your cheek pressed to the solid warmth of his back.