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non-idol!riki, non-idol!reader, readerXriki, M/F, minji from newjns mention
Sypnosis: You work at a tattoo parlour and someone catches your eye.
Warnings: gets a bit spicyπ, swearing, making out, kissing, NOT PROOFREAD
Word count: unsuree i cba to count..
ENJOY!
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Another gruelling day at work as a tattoo artist. You know, usually people think it's all fun and sunshine having a creative job but its really not. Not when everyone who comes here asks for some shitty minimalistic crap thats been trending somehow on tiktok. Listen, I have no beef with a cute snoopy design but honestly, get creative.
I pour myself a piping hot cup of caffiene coffee to get me through the shift although it just started. I touch up my curls and run my fingers through my hair just above my scalp and shake it. Not because i have dandruff or something, it's just for a little more volume on the top you know, incase a hot bombshell walks in all of a sudden who looks like a Singles Inferno runaway.
The others are working in the back, sweeping up the floors to add a bit of pretty to the shop. Humming, I switch the sign on the door to 'OPEN', it was of a sage green with little details on the corner to keep up the edgy as a tattoo parlour.
The late night yesterday was already taking a toll on me, slumping onto my chair I check my phone to see if Minji texted me back about her boyfriend since allegedly he's been a whole mood with her. Having no love life was a blessing and a punishment at the same time, you see everyone so cutesy with their partner then here's me with my last boyfriend being in 8th grade. And he sucked, okay.
10:50, a customer. I immediately tuck my phone back into my pocket to avoid looking unprofessional to keep the customers coming. I press my lips into a polite smile and bow my head a bit.
"Good morning, what would you like sir?"
??: "Hey, uh... could I get just a spine tat, i'll show you the design, just tell me how much it is."
What a gravel voice. Deep but so masculine, almost like im picking up his male pheromones with supersonic scent. I snap out of it
"Oh yeah, sure! 290,000 won, please. Do you have cash?"
He nods nonchalantly and gives me the notes from his hand, a throaty grumble sounding from him.
??: "Cute bangs"
,he says under his breath, like he forgot people have working ears.
I look up, flustered but brush it off.
"Can I have your ID?"
He shrugs and hands his drivers lisence over, his photo could kill honestly. I nod, hand it back and guide him to the table.
"Make yourself comfortable. Beverages and snacks are on me, just ask me anytime. Oh, and take off your shirt for the tat. This will take around an hour and a half, okay?"
I take a while to take in his beauty in all of its graciousness. He had jet black hair which sat just under his eyebrows, parted so beautifully to frame his face. His eyebrows were fucking striking, intoxicating me, like a drug that has my eyes locked onto them. He seemed of Japanese origin. He stood tall and unbothered, but his lips were my favourite. God, the things I'd do if he'd let me.
I go get the tattoo gun and I sanitise it.
"Black ink, right?"
He nods.
I pour the black ink into the gun.
"Show me the design."
He lifts his phone and the bright screen presents an image of a sword on someones back, just the outline and right on his spine.
"Hot."
I smirk, suddenly gaining confidence.
He takes off his shirt to reveal the hard planes of his torso, so toned and gorgeous. With a grunt, he lies down on the table presenting his broad back.
I start cleaning his back with slim, nimble fingers, making sure to pay all of my sweet attention onto him and his own gorgeous skin.
"If you're new to this, this just makes the stencil stick better, okay?" i hum
He gives me a manly grunt in return. Fuck.
Atleast half an hour should've past by now as the tattoo gun treads his skin with the ink, i was maybe half of the way done. Fuck, i forgot to ask him.
"S-So... what is your name? Riki huh? Thats what it said on the ID."
Riki: "Observant girl you are. Yeah, I'm Riki. Whats your name, pretty?"
A faint pink colonises my cheeks.
"Y/N."
Riki: "Stunning name for a stunning girl. Bet you like when you cleaned my back, hm? Okay, i know I'm sexy."
"What an ego. Just shut up and let me tat you, Ki."
Riki: "Nickname already? Adorable"
"Shut up." i cut him off
So much time has passed of me working on the intricate design on his spine and now it was all done.
"It's all set now. You want some water or anything before you go? I have snacks if you'd prefer."
Riki: "I'd prefer... you."
Fuck.
He stands up with a groan, still shirtless with his chest bare. While basking in the sight, I noticed he had a little rugrat on his side. Adorable.
"Can I touch your hand, Y/N?"
I nod meekly, he takes my hand as if I were a princess. He begins to talk.
Riki: "You know, I think you're breathtaking."
He lifts my hands up to his face and sniffs a little trying to pick up my perfume scent. Like a puppy.
Riki: "Can I?"
I nod vigorously, he kisses my hand. His lips so plump against my skin. He brings me by the hand to the back of the parlour where no one was, away from the public eye. Suprisingly gentleman-like, he pins me against a wall and starts leaving soft ghosts of a peck on my lips. Impatiently, I pucker my lips a little further for his lips to crash into mine. His saliva coats your bottom lip as our passion dances and tangles together. The Daniel Caesar song the shop is playing fades into the background as all we could focus on was eachother. He holds my waist so delicately and strokes my side with his thumb as we get intoxicated with eachother. It got to the point where Romeo and Juliet seemed like a toddlers play. This was the real deal. Go fuck Romeo, Riki is hotter and a way better kisser for sure. Where did he learn how to make out like that? He pulls away for a second for me to catch my breath, picking up on the fact I was new to this. The string of spit connecting us breaks as we make solid eye contact, though dazed. My doe eyes meeting his sharp dark pools. He goes back in again with no warning and pins me harder, his teeth nipping at my wet bottom lip. I could feel his hot breath against me, so heated in this moment. I part my lips to let him in to devour my mouth with his tounge. With tremendous skill his tounge plays with mine and so seductively laps my lip. Obsessed, my tounge moves with more pressure against his since to me, his spit was addictive. Time rushes past and his lips parts mine again with his breathtaking gaze locking onto me again. Riki holds my hand up and sliding his hand into his pocket, he gets out a black ballpoint pen and scribbles his number onto me.
Riki: "It was a delight meeting you angel but now i gotta go, mkay? Wait one last-"
He pecks me.
Riki: "Thanks for the tattoo sweet, it's sick. Ill ring you up, yeah?"
He boyishly winks at me. I nod then agree with a yeah. The last thing I hear is the open sign on the door rattle as the front door trembles shut.
What a man he is.
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THIS WAS MY FIRST FIC I HOPE U LIKED!!