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Megumi’s dream work was to be an artist. He loved art in all its forms and he still did. The only moment his face was not expressionless was the moment in which he was drawing or painting something.
To be an artist, meant he had to attend college or some shit like that and, to attend college, meant he had to study. Like a lot. But studying was not for Megumi anymore.
That shit was tiring and, above all, used to make Megumi’s beautiful brain a mess of confusion. Since he did not want to seriously give his ass away and spend most of his time doing something he did not like, he decided to start a part time job at a tattoo parlor.
And, as time passed by, he became really passionate about it. Every day was different from the other before. And that was nice since, meeting with other people, was a big help for his introvert soul. He was also getting used to talk more, to smile more. Even if smiling, for Megumi, meant making a face hald disgusted and half delighted. That was the best he could do but at least he was trying.
Saturday arrived really fast that week. Usually his shift was ‘til four in the afternoon, so he could have a break, go home, get a shower, sleep (or try to sleep since sleeping was for the weaks) and then going out with a friend of his and get drunk. That was his stress relief.
But not that time. His boss had decided to leave the parlor open until late night, since summer was coming and ‘’most of people want to show their new tattoos, trust me, Megumi’’ he said, before planting a billboard outside the shop that indicated a written on.
‘’Tattoos at half of the price’’ it said. It was like, he did not know how to describe it, maybe a flash promotion for that week only? He guessed. He hoped.
Unexpectedly his boss was right. Lots of people came inside and left the parlor with a big and satisfied smile on their faces. But Megumi was starting feeling tired and hungry. A lot hungry. The moment he tought to close the shop and looking for a hamburger and french fries along the streets, the door was opening again. Who the fuck is now. What the fuck they want. Could he eat something, couldn’t he? Of the fuck course he couldn’t.
‘’Hi. Listen, I know maybe you were going to close, but do you still make tattoos for tonight?’’, the guy speaking in front of him was almost as tall as Megumi was, he noticed. Long legs trapped in black trousers, a sleeveless shirt of the same color and pink and bright hair on top of a face Megumi thought he would have punched, if it wasn’t kissable.
A lot kissable. Next to him a girl who seemed to want to be anywhere else except there.
‘’Excuse him, he does not have manners’’ she said like she was used to that. Megumi couldn’t agree more with that sentence. But then he went on, ‘’yes, I do, so come inside’’.
French fries would have to wait a bit more. And also his bed.
He went back to his postation and let the nameless guy take a seat in front of him.
‘’My name is Yuuji and that lesbian over there is Nobara’’ as he could read his mind. Megumi tried to suppress a laugh at the guy’s effortless capability of talking like they were friends since middle school.
Nevertheless he simply said ‘’my name is Megumi instead’’, but all his efforts to distance himself from that circumstances became nothing, when his eyes met the pink haired guy’s smile. Yes, Megumi was definitely into boys. And, maybe, Yuuji knew it already, since he did not take his eyes away from him for all the time Megumi inked his left arm.
‘’Are you satisfied with that?’’ the tallest one asked with a hidden spark of curiosity in his voice.
‘’Yes, I am, a lot’’ still staring at him with no shame. Like he was going to eat him right away and not doing anything to hide that particular. Not that Megumi was mad about it. Strangely, he was liking being stared at. At the same time, he could not handle those things because of his being an introvert. It was too much for one like him. Or maybe he was fucking excited about the fact those eyes were making him feel dizzy and hot all over his face.
‘’Good, comeback anytime you want a new one’’ and that was all. He simply thought.
‘’Wait for me then. Maybe i will ask for your number’’, Yuuji said like he was talking about weather.
From the other side, instead, came Nobara’s tired voice ‘’Can you stop making him blush for none reasons’’, making her way outside the parlor.
‘’Stop what, I really like him’’ the answer came back with a shrug. Like Megumi was not there anymore and coudn’t listen at all what they were saying.
Before the door was about to close, Megumi’s soul had already left his body. Nonetheless, he still found the strength to shout back.
‘’Hey, pink boy, you owe me french fries and a hamburger’’