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It wasn’t romantic, we met at a tattoo parlour [BL]

“So, how did you two love birds meet?” “It wasn’t that romantic, we met at a tattoo parlour.” First year university student, Siwoo is a very talented and cute young boy with a promising future ahead of him. However when his parents found out he was homosexual, they kicked him out. Since then he has been living with his first boyfriend of 6 month and things were going perfectly (at least that’s how Siwoo would describe it) up till now...

tegz · Urban
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6 Chs

We Meet Again

It was already after school, Siwoo couldn't contain his excitement in him. His smile went from ear to ear and his eyes sparkled.

Dohyung just accepting to take him to the tattoo parlour was a surprise because he never wants to go anywhere to Siwoo.

Rarely, do they ever go out with each other. When they do go out with each other, it always ends up with Dohyung getting wasted to the point that he can barely stand up. Arguments will spring out of no where just from Siwoo asking a single question. If anyone said hello to Siwoo that Dohyung didn't even know there would be a whole issue.

If Siwoo had to be honest with himself, he was more worried than excited. Firstly, because it was his first time getting any tattoo. Secondly, it was the first time he was going to meet one of Dohyung's closest mates. His friend was the manager and the owner of the tattoo parlour, Siwoo had seen him a couple of times and there was never an introduction since Dohyung didn't want anyone to know about their relationship.

It was a secret. Remember?

The littlest recognition Siwoo got was when Dohyung was talking to mother and happened to mention him.

Dohyung lied, technically and said that they were just room-mates. Surprisingly, Dohyungs mother wanted to speak to Siwoo and send her gratitude to Siwoo because he was taking care of her son and kept him company as a good friend should do.

Pft, if only she knew. That he was also cooking, cleaning, being used as her son's personal punching bag and providing her son with his unrealistic sexual desires.

Siwoo wasn't in contact with anyone from his family either so it's not like he had anywhere he could escape to.

He didn't have money, so he couldn't rent himself a place to stay, he was solely dependent on Dohyung. Let's just say that as much as Dohyung needed Siwoo for his needs, pleasure and to use as his personal punching bag, Siwoo also needed him to survive.

Siwoo took his phone out and looked at the address of the tattoo parlour Dohyung had sent him. It was a it a bit sad that his own boyfriend didn't want to pick him up from class so that they could walk there together and spend some quality time together.

Dohyung's definition of quality time is when they're in the bedroom.

'This must be the place.' Siwoo stared at the tattoo parlour from across the street. The place was called 'SKIN CANVAS' the words were placed on top of the building in bright neon lights almost as if it was eagerly trying to get everyone's attention. The art on the outside display looked familiar,black and white art work with simple designs but overall looked amazing on the skin.

Imagine being that good at art..

Pushing the door open, Siwoo immediately saw Dohyung. Dropping his bag on the floor and hugging him making his boyfriend cringe.

"Hey, dude. Excited to see me, are we?" Dohyung fake laughs, looking over at someone who was sitting behind the receptionist counter.

"Oh." Siwoo nods his head, understanding what was going on. "Well, I couldn't believe you agreed to take me to suck a cool place."

"This is your first time being at a tattoo parlour? Damn." Dohyung patted Siwoo's back, smiling.

He's fakeness just made Siwoo cringe. What's so wrong with people knowing that you were in a faithful relationship with another person, no matter the gender.

"Well, my best mate, Hyeonwoo is going to give you the tattoo of your dreams."

"Oh, unfortunately he isn't going to be able to make it today." The receptionist speaks. "He did tell me that you two were coming in and told me to pass he's client to another artist, whom he knows can do an excellent job. Follow me."

The receptionist stood, escorting them to another room. She opened the door to reveal a guy setting up the equipment for Siwoo's tattoo. Siwoo gasped opening his mouth widely and pointing at the guy.

"It's you! The young fake teacher!"

"Well, we meet again, Mr vice president." Jae smirks, winking at him.