Juice gets a tattoo for you...where is it?
On the inside of his left wrist.
On his right bicep.
Just below his belly button.
On his chest, between his pecs.
On the side of his neck.
"What do you think?"
You smiled at the little scrap of paper, looking up at Juice with those pretty, pretty eyes...those eyes. He could still remember bumping into you that night, the force of his body on yours sending you falling. He'd caught you before you'd gone crashing into the concrete, looking up at him with those pretty eyes.
It was love at first sight.
And he wanted to cement that love with more than a ring, he wanted ink.
Still smiling, you looked up at him and stole a quick, sweet kiss.
"I think it's prefect. Where you gonna put it?"
"Actually, I was thinking that you could choose that part. I pick the design, you pick the place, you know?"
It was such sweet and romantic and perfect thing to do, just like him...and you had the perfect place in mind for it, eyeing his body carefully.
