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Nam-gyu found his life to be boring. Sure, he occasionally got high with Su-bong, his boyfriend, but who doesn't? Really, he was just a normal teenager. He needed something new, something exciting.
Nam-gyu: se-miii
Se-mi: what
Nam-gyu: so yk how ur like really cool and cute
Se-mi: ew
Se-mi: what do you want?
Nam-gyu: can you give me a tattoo? Plssss 🥺
Nam-gyu: I know u have that tattoo gun, PLUS it would just be extra practice for you in the future!!
Se-mi: ...
Nam-gyu: I WONT TELL ANY TRUSTED OR UNTRUSTED ADULT THAT UR THE ONE WHO DID IT PLEAAAASEEE
Se-mi: fine. Come over this weekend with something in mind. If it's stupid I'm not doing it and never talking to u again
Nam-gyu: YES MA'AM 🫡
Nam-gyu smiled at his phone smugly. He won this one. Now all he had to do was convince his parents to let him go to Se-mi's this weekend. It should be relatively easy, especially if he asked his father. Normally he couldn't care less about what Nam-gyu did.
So Nam-gyu made his way to the kitchen first, in search for one of his parents. The kitchen showed no sign of them. Next step was the living room, then.
As Nam-gyu got closer to the living room, he could hear the TV playing. Perfect, that means someone was there.
Peeking inside, he saw his father. Nam-gyu couldn't help the smile that grew on his face.
He walked up to him quietly before tapping him on the shoulder. "Dad?"
Deok-su's head perked up, off-put by the sudden touch and nosie, before huffing in acknowledgement.
"Can I go over to Se-mi's this weekend?"
"I don't care."
Just the response Nam-gyu was expecting.
"Thanks Dad! I'll see you on Monday then, since you'll be gone by the time I wake up tomorrow." Nam-gyu chirped out happily before trotting away back to his room. "Night!"
He heard his father shout out a brief, "night," as he walked off.
Nam-gyu: my parents agreed. See u TMRW 🤭
Nam-gyu couldn't wait for the school day to end. He was stupid excited.
"What're you bouncing around the walls for, Nams?" Su-bong asked in the middle of physics as he sat down next to the boy.
Nam-gyu's head perked up before he grinned. "It's a secret. I can't tell you until I see you on Monday."
Su-bong rolled his eyes, sighing dramatically. "And you can't tell me now because...?"
"Because it's a surprise, stupid." Nam-gyu scoffed, shaking his head.
The purple haired boy pouted. "Why can't I be let in on any of your secrets?"
"This one is worth waiting for, promise."
"Fine. I'll hold you to it."
Nam-gyu was now nervous. Maybe he shouldn't be doing this.
As if Se-mi could sense the boy's doubts, she poked him in the side. "Quit. We're already too far in. Plus... Think about your boyfriend or whatever. You were talking about how excited you were to show him."
Nam-gyu let out a shakey exhale. "You're right. I just know this'll probably hurt."
"Pussy."
Nam-gyu laid on his back on Se-mi's bed, shirtless, while said woman sat in her gaming chair that was moved to be by the bed.
Nam-gyu was right. This hurt. He couldn't help himself from groaning and moaning. Se-mi didn't stop him though. She seemed to have finally taken some pity on him.
Despite the pain though, that he had endured for however long— he wasn't keeping count—, it was totally worth it. He looked at himself in the mirror— at the tattoo.
It was a womb tattoo. A heart in the middle with wings coming out of it. It was stupid, he knows, but the thought of Su-bong's reaction coming to a reality was too good to let go of.
Se-mi came in behind him, having put the stuff all away. "So?"
"Se-mi, you are my favorite woman." Nam-gyu cried out before pulling her into a tight hug.
Se-mi rolled her eyes, but a smile came on her face, and she wrapped her arms around the boy. She loved this idiot.
"Yeah, I know." She sighed as they pulled away from each other.
They stared at each other silently before Se-mi spoke up.
"Animal Crossing?"
"Yeah."
Before school started Monday, Nam-gyu had texted Su-bong.
Nam-gyu: come to the bathroom at like 9, that's when I'll show u the surprise
Su-bong: fuck yeah
Su-bong: I'm excited and curious
Nam-gyu: you'll like it
Su-bong did like it. Heaven's above, he loved it.
His mouth was agape, cheeks flushed red as he looked at the tattoo. His hand reached out to stroke the area around it.
"Fuck you're sexy, Nams." He blurted out. "So fucking hot. How'd— what?"
Nam-gyu laughed at how flabbergasted Su-bong was.
"Se-mi did it for me." He shared calmly, smiling giddily.
"Remind me to never curse Se-mi again." Su-bong sighed out, moving to hold Nam-gyu by the waist with both of his hands.
"You're— so— hot." Su-bong muttered out, kissing Nam-gyu's face in between his words. Nam-gyu laughed once more, moving to hug his boy tightly. Su-bong let him.
The school day passed, and all Nam-gyu wanted to do was go home and sleep. He did exactly that. How foolish of him.
He was woken up by his mother yelling his name and shaking him.
"Jang Nam-gyu! Jang—"
"My lord— what, mom, what?" Nam-gyu groaned out, rubbing his eyes as he sat up slowly.
"Why do you have a tattoo on your stomach?"
A tattoo? On his stomach? He doesn't have—
Holy shit. His mom saw the tattoo.
"Mom, wait, I'm sorry, it's not what it seems!" Nam-gyu stammered out nervously, wide awake now, heart pounding in his chest. He saw his dad standing in the doorway silently.
"Nam-gyu, I am many things, but blind isn't one of them!" Mi-nyeo exclaimed, hands resting on her son's shoulder.
Nam-gyu couldn't tell if he was mad or guilty that his parents found out.
"I'm sorry, mom. I'm sorry." He tried once more, shaking his head.
"Nam-gyu, why didn't you say something? Good Lord child, do you even know how to take care of a tattoo?" She asked with worry.
Nam-gyu nodded slowly. "Yeah. I searched it up."
He could hear his dad snort. Mi-nyeo shot him a glare before looking back at Nam-gyu.
"Nam-gyu, I'm not mad, just very frustrated you didn't come to one of us first. I think you know very well we don't mind tattoos in this household."
Nam-gyu decided it was guilt he felt.
"Yeah, I was just worried you'd say no cause I'm only 16, so I just..."
His mother shook her head as she sighed under her breath. "Oh, Nam-gyu, you problem child..."
"I'll let you go this time, but the next time you do something like this without telling me, I'm grounding you for a month, got it?" Mi-nyeo spoke sternly, giving her son a look. Nam-gyu nodded, which let her loosen up.
"Good. Now, dinner is almost done. Come down in fifteen minutes."
Then his parents left his room.
Nam-gyu: they found out lol
Se-mi: already? Damn you suck at this.
Su-bong: you aren't in trouble right???
Gyeong-su: why would he be talking to us if he was in trouble
Nam-gyu: yeah I'm fine, just got a talking to and woken up by shaking and yelling
Se-mi: you didn't mention my name at all right?
Nam-gyu: not at all
Se-mi: good
Min-su: didn't you go to her house this weekend? And all of a sudden you got a tattoo? I think that gives it away
Nam-gyu: they're stupid, they won't think of that
Su-bong: talking about ur parents like that, nams? Why, I oughta tell ur parents about this blasphemy
Nam-gyu: ugh shut up you do that and I'm breaking up with you
Su-bong: 🥺
Se-mi: ew.