One Night In Republic City
Pairing: Kuviroh
Rating: E
Chapters: 1/1
Summary: Iroh didn't like his tattoo artist. Not until she shows up at the bar his buddy dragged him to, anyway.
Written for @avatar-wtf-weekend for the Day 2 prompt: tattoo shop AU
Someone unexpectedly poked his arm, directly above his fresh tattoo. Iroh sucked in a pained breath as he jerked his head up, intent on telling whoever it was to go fuck themselves, but he found himself looking into Kuvira’s bottle-green eyes.
“How’s the tattoo?” she asked as she slid onto the stool beside him. She was still wearing the tank top and cargo pants she’d had on earlier.
“Fine,” Iroh said from between gritted teeth. What were the odds that his snarky tattoo artist would show up at this bar?
“Good.” Kuvira waved down the bartender, who finally brought Iroh his second beer. She eyed it. “Is that all you’re drinking?”
“After paying for the tattoo, it’s all I can afford,” Iroh snorted.
She shook her head and looked at the bartender. “Two shots of whiskey and another beer.”