Kind Of Inspired By Reading It After Few Months Of A Break, Getting Ready To Finish Another Chapter Off

Kind of inspired by reading it after few months of a break, getting ready to finish another chapter off ❤️

❝ink under your skin❞ chapter 1 | jungkook x reader

summary: Getting yourself a tattoo of your ex-fiance's name wasn't the best idea, but getting it removed by the most talented tattoo artist was the best decision ever. And it feels like a brand new start for your love life.

note: officially new fanfic is out, enjoy your reading 🤍

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It was something nagging about knowing that an ink on your skin wasn't a part of you anymore. When you thought about it, there was always coming this aching feeling that this tattoo was left on your body without much more meaning. It got lost its significance few months ago while you were in the middle of searching for a free wedding hall which wasn't an easy task, but the point was it had to be removed in the same way as your fiancé got himself removed from your life - quickly and painfully. There were some things you regretted deeply from the bottom of your heart. For instance, that you turned down the offer from your cousin to travel to Italy or that you agreed to take the job you didn't like, but tattooing the name of your partner on your hip was definitely on the top of this list. Fun fact, you weren't even a fan of inks and needles, but you still had gained the courage to make an appointment to please your partner, which was foolish of you, you realized that. Too late, unfortunately. Now, you had to start from the beginning and let the artist do his work again pushing some needles into your skin, this time in a different studio.

Thankfully, the tattoo was small enough to cover it up so there was a chance that you wouldn't have to put up with stinging feeling for too long, but still you were being on pins and needles while waiting for your turn. You wanted to play with your ring from nervousness, but when you were about to touch it, you realized it wasn't there. For seven months already. You gulped down looking around the studio.

It has its climate and photos of it on their website couldn't compare with reality. One wall was covered with red bricks and some dark frames on it. When you looked at it closer, you noticed certificates and diplomas of different artist that were working here in the studio. You even found the name of tattooist who were supposed to take care of you today. Mina. It was pretty comforting that you managed to find a female one as you were too embarrassed to come here with your little but not so little problem to a man. Maybe it wouldn't make a bigger difference but right now to you, giving the circumstances, it certainly would. The furnitures and all the tools were black which made the room look very manly and even though it looked scantly, you liked it much.

When first ten minutes passed you thought that maybe they were still preparing all the tools, but when thirty minutes passed you thought that perhaps you had mistaken the dates so you took your phone from your bag and checked the mailbox once again. The address of the studio was correct, the date and the time also was exactly the same as the information on the note you had written and put on your fridge, so it was very confusing why you were still sitting in your chair. Something was definitely wrong.

“Sorry? Is somebody there?” you tried to call anyone out as the area that resembled reception was completely empty.

Almost straight away you heard a voice and you had to admit was really nice and soft to your ears.

"Im coming!"

Soon, a muscular man came out of the storeroom with packs of disposable gloves and bottles of disinfectant in his arms. Your body trembled a little feeling some tension forming inside of you seeing a guy with a lot of massive tattoos on his upper body which somehow fit his appearance. He had a little bit longer black hair that lied on his fair neck and a lot of earrings and a lip ring which managed to draw your attention the most in the first place. He was wearing all black, really fitted clothes. You observed him how he put away all the things into the cupboards that were locked by a key and how his muscles flexed when he raised his arms to originize the bottles. He was fine, really. Maybe not your type, but it didn’t prevent you from acknowledging the truth that the was handsome.

“That’s here… And we don’t have Mina’s shitty pink gloves anymore” he murmured to himself “She will burn this fucking place down if she founds out” your eyes wandered with his moves.

You never had a thing for guys with tattoos. To be frank, you preferred neatly dressed men with a tie under their necks and you often got teased for that. Your friends were making fun of you seeing your mouth watering at guys who had almost that daddy type of style, but your unconscious mind kept picking such dates thinking it would be a wise choice to spend the rest of your life with such man. And you stuck with this idea even to this day, even though you got tricked by that once.

„Sorry. I kept you waiting” he turned around after having said these words in a really casual manner as if he had done that before many times.

“No, no. Don’t worry uh-…”

“Jungkook” he turned towards you and looked straight into your eyes. He hung in that position for a moment which made you quite uncomfortable so you averted your gaze towards some documents laying on the desk “Sorry. How can I help you?” he must have noticed your strange body language.

You had become skittish like a deer lately. But nobody could judge you for that. You had a lot of things on your mind and some unfinished business concerning your life which you missed to wrap up, unfortunately.

“Well, I had an appointment at five…” you showed him your e-mail to confirm your words so he knew there was no misunderstanding from your side “Should have I called you before or…?”

His eyebrows frowned looking at his smartwatch. It was already half past five and Mina was still busy so he didn't really know why she wasn't preparing for another client. They trusted each other when it came to business matters so there was no need for supervision, but apparently he had to intervene in your matter.

“No, you shouldn’t have. I’m gonna get her for you” he said and then raised his voice “Mina!” he had taken a glance in your direction before taking some files to her stand "Your client is waiting".

"(Y/F/N)?" you heard a loud voice that echoed in a room "I had a feeling someone was here" you finally saw a female body coming out with a slight smile on her face.

“Yes, yes” you grabbed your things quickly from your chair in a waiting area you had forgotten to take with you “It’s me”.

The woman was still wearing disposable gloves in a pink colour and holding a big black notebook in her hands. Before approaching you she had thrown the gloves into the trash bin and reached for a new ones. It looked like it was your turn to let them play with your skin a bit, which felt exciting and stressful at the same time. You endured one hour laying on the couch but it was two years ago and you forgot the feeling so you weren’t sure what to expect this time.

“Here’s the thing…” Mina put away the notebook “And I will have to say sorry to you in advance” she gave you apologetic look.

Oh, you could have foreseen it. Another thing wouldn't go your way, you could just sensed it hearing the tone of her voice.

“I have a client still at back of the studio, we are having a break right now” she pointed with her head “It got completely prolonged. I’m sure I’ve sent you a message asking you if we could switch the hour, but I see it didn’t come to you”.

„Honestly, I haven’t checked” you scratched your arm “I saved only the confirmation of the appointment, so…” you sighed disappointed in yourself.

You could have checked before setting off, but you were too busy with all your moving out matters. You just assumed everything was perfectly fine as you had faith that from now one your life would go smoothly without obstacles. One good thing was that it wasn't a big deal to wait for your turn a little bit longer, just a case of reorganizing your day.

"How long it will take? I thought that maybe I could wait here" you asked hoping you would get a tattoo today as you had been anticipating appointment with Mina. You wanted to go to your bed without seeing this tattoo on your lower body.

"Well, the session will last another three hours. Do you think you could wait that long?" as if she already knew it wasn't possible for you to sit here for that amount of time.

"Three hours?" you formed your lips in a thin line knowing it was all doomed "I guess, we will really have to switch the dates".

"I'm really sorry".

"That's completely fine, it's my fault in the end" you managed to offer her a smile "So, when may I come again?"

Mina turned her head towards Jungkook who was drawing something on his pad while sipping on his warm dark coffee. She spotted his curious looks towards you which disturbed him from doing his projects for another clients that were supposed to came in during another week. To her liking, he agreed to help Yoongi with his work as he was falling behind because of his sick leave in previous week, though she didn't ask him to do it on his breaks, she felt grateful for such a workmate. Asking him to take her client could be an exaggeration, but Yoongi was already busy with his appointments and at the same time she didn't want you to go empty-handed.

"I don't know if you are keen on this idea, but..." she looked at him while he was focused on his job "Jungkook is on his break at the moment. He could take care of you this time, right Kook?" when he heard his name he immediately raised his head from his stand confused.

Definitely, he didn't seen it coming, neither you did.

Your eyes wandered from Mina to Jungkook and once again from Jungkook to Mina quite dumbfounded by her proposition. You already put so much effort to find a female artist who could make you a tattoo and now you may had to change the plans and let a guy do that. You felt an unpleasant feeling in your stomach telling you not to agree to the proposition. Your body gave you some signals and you didn't want to be the one to ignore them. Moreover, Mina's coworker was still drinking his coffee and he has noticeable bags under his eyes. He seemed like he didn't get enough sleep and in addition you saw how he was occupied with something on his pad.

"I'm not sure" you muttered hesitantly "I think I prefer an appointment with you if it's not a problem" you tried not to make an eye contact with Jungkook. You didn't wish to offend him for not agreeing to be his client, you just had your own reasons. Plus, it was his break and you didn't want to disturb him because of your mistake.

"Of course, it's not" she thrown her calendar on his desk "Check for free dates, please. I need to get back to my client".

"Right away, boss" he took a bite of his sandwich one last time and brushed his hands down before taking the calendar.

"I'm not your boss, Jeon. Yuck" she pretended as if she was disgusted with the idea which he laughed off "To another time, (Y/N)" she turned once again towards you waving with her hand.

"Bye" you smiled as your grip tightened on your bag.

It was complete silence in a studio apart from the noise of starting off the tattoo machine. You could hear shuffling sound of swivel chair and then Jungkook moving on it to the computer with Mina's calendar in his hand. His face lightened because of the illumination from the screen and it made his dark eyes even more standing out in compare with his fair skin. He had a pretty face, you would dare to say it was a combination of a baby in a manly cover which was endearing, in your opinion. His tattoos couldn't be counted as he had too many of them on his arms which formed almost in a dark sieve. And you kept staring at them curiously trying to analyze the meaning behind them till you heard his voice.

"Are you sure you don't want to get your tattoo today?" he attempted not to raise his gaze at you and kept it straight on the screen.

You must have admitted it was quite a surprise to hear this question from him. Your conclusion was that he happened to be a really passionate artist if he was eager to take a client during his break, but you didn't want to be the one to shorten his free time and break your boundaries.

"I don't want to take away your break" you smiled shyly tucking your hair behind your ear "I wish it to be over today, though" you hear him chuckling at your words.

"Is it your first tattoo?"

"No, actually it's not" you replied shaking your head "Still I'm afraid I will chicken out after first few seconds" you admitted reluctantly.

"So you are here for another shot. It can only be easier now" he assured you with a smile and brushed his black hair back clicking something in a computer.

"Doesn't matter first or fifth, it still sounds painfully" you made a visible grimace.

"You could be right" he nodded with amused expression on his face "I know I keep asking you, but maybe you should get it today. I'm not that scary, you know?" Jungkook looked at you with piercing gaze and with the corner's of his lips going a little bit up "I can be as delicate with needles as my mates. I can promise you that".

Was it a flirt or were you just hallucinating from the heat? Somehow you could tell, he could sense your nervousness and his little power in making you feel uncomfortable. You just didn't know whether it was positive feeling or not. Was it that obvious? You laughed nervously at him.

"I think I will stand my ground and resign from today" you bit your lower lip feeling your hands becoming sweaty.

"As you wish" he was leading with his pen on pages full of written hours and names of clients and he kept looking through the pages. Your eyebrows raised as he was already on October.

"Next month, seventeenth, the same hour?" he asked after having found an empty space in a calendar "Are you free on that day?"

It was another month you would have to wait and you weren't sure whether you managed to wait for that long. As much as you didn't want to prolong the process, you didn't want your tattooist to be a man either. Even so handsome one.

"It feels like waiting for an appointment to a dentist" you murmured to yourself, which made him laugh hard and your face became red because of his sudden reaction.

"Well, everything is booked. I can't help you with that unless you would make an appointment with me" he gave you a charming smile "My client resigned yesterday because he's going on a trip so I'm free tomorrow at twelve. No pressure, of course".

Was he trying to earn more money or help you out? You couldn't be sure which option was the right one, but it still kept you contemplating whether you should agree on his offer. Which want was stronger to you? The one in which you would get rid of this horrible tattoo or avoiding a man to give you another one? It was confusing.

"If there is no other option..." you got yourself lost in thought giving yourself a moment to ponder "Okay".

"Okay what?"

"I would want to make an appointment with you" you said more confidently this time "Tomorrow, at twelve".

"Well, it seemed like you decided for me already" Jungkook made a joke which made you abashed, but he quickly made up for that "Then, it's all settled. I only need your name and a phone number".

"It's (Y/F/N)" you tiptoed to see how he wrote it in his digital calendar and when he finished you gave him your number to type it next to your name.

"That's it. Just wear something loose for tomorrow and don't drink coffee yet" he reminded you with a gentle expression, but you knew that well as you had searched it on the internet plus from your experience "See you tomorrow, (Y/N)" he gave you another beaming smile which contradicted his edgy appearance.

"Bye" you said weakly coming out of the studio still weren't sure if your decision was a good one.

In fact, you were content that tomorrow evening you would be laying on your newly bought bed with no signs of your old tattoo on your hip, but with freshly made piece of art on your body. You couldn't be more happier, frankly speaking, though it didn't change the way you feel about failing to make an appointment with Mina. You saw her portfolio that she posted on her page and she was pretty talented and you liked very much that on every tattoo there was added a woman touch to it to make it even more feminine. Therefore, you were sure that there was no way she could mess it up. With Jungkook it was another story, you hadn't even checked his art before and looking at his tattoos, he must have had a different style, which was totally perfect and impressive, but you really strived for a feminine tattoo so you weren't certain if he could draw you one.

By the time you got back, the weather seemed to throw a tantrum as it started to rain heavily and it managed to catch you before you came to your apartment. Your clothes were damp, but at least you weren't soaked to the bones, so you just went for your towel and some dry, comfy clothes omitting all the boxes which you hadn't had the time to open up. Your flat was a total mess. You moved here a week ago and yet you still were in a fix not knowing how to manage all things that came with moving to the new apartment. It wasn't your first time, but right then you had a help of your fiancé which certainly made everything easier as he made sure everything was fine with documents and you were the one to organize your new home.

You searched for a hair-dryer in a box which had big letters written on it - "bathroom".

But you were handling it quite bravely and most of the things were in your control, at least that's what you were feeling. When you were about to turn on the device and dry your hair, you heard your phone buzzing on your coffee table. A groan escaped your lips as you had to stand up again to pick it up.

"Hallo? Who's that?" you missed to check who was calling you trying to untangle a cable.

"I was told that children forget their parents quickly, but I wasn't prepared for it happening so soon" you heard your mother's light-hearted voice, which you recognized right away.

"Don't be stupid, mom" you giggled and shook your head "You know I love you" you heard a deep sigh at the other site and a short laugh.

"I know, baby. How's your move going? Is everything alright?"

"Well, it could be better" you admitted looking at all the boxes with folded arms "But at least all the furniture is at its proper place. I have the place to sleep and the fridge is working so it's not that bad".

"Do you need any help? Maybe I with your father could..."

"There is no need, really" you cut in not wanting to strain your parents "I'm handling everything, it just takes time. Thank you for asking, though. So... How's going?".

You heard a loud silence in your phone.

"See, we got invited to a lovely dinner" your eyebrows snapped together as you hummed letting her know you were listening "To Han's".

"Excuse me?" your smile dropped after having heard what she said "You turned them down, right?"

"Well..." you waited for her to speak "Me and your father went to them out of politeness, of course".

"Mom, you shouldn't have gone to that dinner" you raised your voice "Out of respect for you daughter. Why did you even do that?" you couldn't believe what your ears made out.

"(Y/N), I'm sorry. We just met like normal people, we've known each other for some time" she rambled on trying to explain their behavior "I know that things between you and Yunho aren't the best, but..."

"Mom, please. Stop it right there" you rubbed your forehead trying to understand from where it was coming from, but somehow you couldn't think of responsible reason "There is nothing between me and this man, not anymore".

"We and his parents thought that maybe both of you could work this out. We could meet together with him and his family, just talk it though".

"How, mom? How?" your voice cracked from anger "How do you think it would look like?"

"Baby, please... I don't want to stress you out more, but..."

"No, mom!" you stopped her rapidly "Tell me, how? If this is what both families want, tell me how should we fix it" you demanded annoyed by their line of thoughts "I'm not naive, you and dad shouldn't be either".

"(Y/N), look. Your dress is still hanging in our room and you looked so beautiful in it. It would be such a waste of time if you turned him down. You love each other after all" you heard her voice softened at the thought of you in a white veil, but you couldn't care less.

"We both know it wasn't how everything went and we loved each other or even better I was the only one who was in love. I don't remember him showing me he cared when I was available to him for such a long time. And that was a big mistake, being too available for him in every single moment" you lost control over your words that you bashed out, but you managed to calm down your tone "If you really need to keep seeing them, it's not my business. I respect that, but please respect me and don't pull me into all of this. I need to go".

"(Y/N), wait".

"I'm not in the mood, sorry mom. Bye" you sighed and hang on not letting her speak.

The past seemed to still haunt you and you felt like you weren't given a chance to have a fresh start. In your friends' stories and movies everything was clear. The couple cut each other out, she starts anew and then she meets another guy with some obstacles on her way, but still everything is new. Your story was different as your parents seemed to be infatuated with Han's family and you couldn't blame them for that as your ex-fiancé's parents were really loving and helpful, but somehow they managed to give birth to such an asshole.

You were completely fed up with proposition of coming back to him which was often offered by your parents. You couldn't run away as everything reminded you of him so you just moved out and now you were living pretty near to your older sister and your friend. However, they still dared to call you with this shitty thing named marriage.

And that was too much for you to handle.

You knelled down on your fluffy carpet and pulled one box closer to yourself as you ditched the idea to dry you hair. Maybe it was high time to get your things out of the cartons.

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"You were looking".

"No, I wasn't".

"Yes, you were" every word was emphasized by Mina who was cleaning her stand after their last client during the shift.

Jungkook shook his head quite annoyed with his workmate, but he sealed his lips not wanting to argue with pink-haired woman. He tightened his fingers on his digital pen giving his project the final touches to make them look even more outstanding, but he felt that something was missing. However, he couldn't tell what it was as Mina kept teasing him about their new client from today and he couldn't focus completely on his task. It might have been the truth that he took some glances at her, he couldn’t denied it as it was too obvious. However, it wasn’t a big deal that a pretty woman caught his attention. Especially when all women who came into their studio had already tattoos over all their bodies. She was an exception as her skin wasn’t touched that many times with colourful ink. Plus, she wore a cute sweater in beige and baby pink colour, black leggings and high white socks with trainers in the same colour while the rest of them were wearing all black. Just by looking at her, he could guess she must have had a boyfriend.

Too pretty to be single.

Somehow, it didn’t put him off.

"She agreed to make an appointment with me" he told her after switching off his pad as he decided to finish his job at home this time "For tomorrow".

"You stole my client, quite attractive one" she frowned her eyebrows and folded her arms on her chest "Congrats, then. I saw it coming" she scoffed playfully with a smile and continued checking if everything was prepared for another day of work "Just don't mess her tattoo".

"Funny, huh" he rolled his eyes taking a look at his planner to see what to expect from tomorrow's shift "Don't worry, I won't".

"Of course, he won't" Yoongi suddenly appeared with his file filled with new projects with a smirk on his face "He'll make sure of it”.

"Ah, right. He has a new inspiration from now. She became his muse" Mina played along and laughed at his joke knowing Jungkook must have been pissed.

"Fuck off, guys".

"But seriously, don't mess it" Mina's humorless voice draw his attention, but he didn't turn his head towards her "It's really important. Create something pretty".

Why it wouldn’t be? Every tattoo should have a meaning, therefore it must be important, he thought keeping his face straight. Apparently, Mina meant something deeper which he couldn’t come up with. It made him wonder what was the reason behind her saying that.

"Does she have any ideas in mind?" he asked touching his lips with a pen “Or she gave us free will”.

"Yeah, she does. Quite mundane ones. Nothing too crazy, but I see what she wanted to achieve" she grasped her phone and showed him your conversation "I can send you my texts with her".

"Yes, please" he leaned on his chair while swiveling on it "I might have made a bad decision, I don't have that much time to make a full project for her" he felt guilty for it.

"Don't worry, it's a small tattoo" Mina assured him while she was making screenshots "During the evening you could come up with hundreds ideas for it, believe me".

"And where does she want it?"

"On a hip, she needs to cover her old tattoo".

"Cover it? Why?" he hunched over the desk trying to take a look at Mina’s phone, but she took it away not allowing him to even glance at it.

"I can't tell you and I won’t sent you everything, of course. It’s too personal. Either you will guess it by yourself when you see it or she will just tell you".

"Huh?"

“Don’t make that stupid face” she shrugged her shoulders “It’s not working on me”.

“Fine” he murmured taking his sit and started thinking about what he could draw for you in his pad.

pairing: rockstar!jungkook x reader

“Are you alright, peach?” he whispered in your ear giving you goosebumps on your neck as you felt his warm breath making contact with your skin.

From time to time, his black-nailed fingers ran some circles on your thigh while his hand never stopped gently caressing its surface causing you to melt under his soft touch.

It was a comforting sign that even if his attention wasn’t paid directly to you, he still let you know he acknowledged your presence so there couldn’t be any chance you would feel left out during the time of celebration with his band.

You could barely made out his voice despite him being so close due to loud drum music being played in the background.

"Why?"

The smell of smoke and beers didn’t hit your nose as hard as at the beginning since another hour passed making you accustomed to the malodour that was a mix of these two stimulants. Yet, you weren’t prepared for first wave of reek when you entered this place.

"You just seem off" Jungkook put his chin on your shoulder pulling you up as your body seemed to slip down from his lap "I can call a taxi for you if you don't feel well" he placed a lazy kiss in the corner of your neck, but you just clung to him tighter causing him to smile against your skin "I'm gonna take that as a no".

He moved a little to reach the can of beer that he had put away under the old leather sofa that was slowly crumbling over the years standing in one of the members' garage.

Your nose wrinkled at the bitterness after he had opened it with one hand while the second one was tightly placed on your waist so you wouldn't fall from his thighs.

"What?" he took a sip watching you from the corner of his eye "You want some?" he asked, but you just shook your head perplexed.

"Good girl".

Your cheeks became red as you lowered your gaze at your feet.

Your Doc Martens shined in comparison to Jungkook's. Though you weren't really a fan of them, you still decided to match with him. The difference was that your were neatly laced up and polished whereas his were half-tied making them look even more casual and twice as big. In addition, they were almost worn out with some dirt on the sole.

"You actually wear them?" he raised his eyebrows when he noticed them on your feet knowing his gift from last year was a complete failure.

"Only for special occasions".

Both of you watched his friends being engrossed in checking their new electric guitar they bought for first real-made money from the last concert they played on Saturday. He smiled to himself taking another seep of a beer before kissing your temple sweetly knowing how much you hated walking in those heavy boots.

“Can I try?” you asked not really waiting for his respond.

You reached for already lighten up cigarette in an ashtray which was left to slowly burn out by itself. However, Jungkook was faster and took it before your hand even touched the tobacco.

“I won’t let you" he breathed out the smoke. "We can try something else, though. But just once” you looked into his eyes that were accented by smudged heavy eyeliner.

You nodded waiting for your boyfriend to give you his cigarette and place it between your fingers.

“U-uh. That creates a habit" he shook his head. "Open your mouth”.

“Huh?"

“As if we were making out”.

“Oh”.

You parted your lips slightly while you observed him drawing on his cigarette while some of the smoke already came out though his nose. He leaned down placing his hand in your hair while he brushed your lips with his making the gap wider and he let the rest into your mouth ending it with a short kiss.

"Oh, fuck" you started coughing trying to clear your throat with your eyes becoming watery from the smoke irritating your lungs.

“I told you it’s no fun, baby” he told massaging your back “Easy, get it all out” he said seeing you struggling to catch your breath.

"How you can smoke this? Disgusting".

"Mhm. Let it stay that way".

Oh mfg camila you are super fukin amazing writer i just read "iuys" that was incredible il it 💗💗

Let me tell you something - I missed your messages 😭❤️

I'm relieved you like it. I'm baaaack!

Sending much love as always! And Happy New Year!❤️

Since you were so active in the last poll (thank you so much, I appreciate it a lot), here's another one 😬

What you prefer when you pick something to read?

repeat after me

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Third poll, I don't promise it's the last!

Best friend Jungkook, brother's best friend Jungkook or best friend's boyfriend Jungkook?

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