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Today was the day mumbo was going to get the tattoo he has been dreaming about for years, he was going to get little bats on the back of his shoulder… yeah he’s not beating the vampire allegations
But he got in touch with a tattoo artist he really likes and leading up to the appointment he was so excited but now he was kinda nervous, I mean it wasn’t the first tattoo he has ever gotten but still he was scared
It was an hour before the appointment and mumbo was looking for a shirt that isn’t dirty until he found a old shirt that Grian got him a few years ago, it was a simple black shirt with I printed on tie, it was stupid but he never worn it so it wasn’t dirty or ripped up or anything
He tried it on thinking it wouldn’t fit and have to wear a dirty one but it fit and honestly it wasn’t half as bad as he thought, it was still ass but he wouldn’t be wearing it for long in the appointment
He finally got there surprisingly not late, still a bit nervous and in a stupid t shirt but he thought that this could not get worse one bit, not at all, nope this will be as worse as it gets
As he walks in the tattoo shop he sees his tattoo artist, mumbo freezes as beautiful green eye glance up at him
“Are you mumbo for the 1:00 appointment?”
“Uh yeah”
“Oh well I’ll be doing your tattoo today, I’m scar by the way”
As scar stands up mumbo saw how short scar was compared to mumbo
“Uh I’ll just have to get stuff for you to sign and also to get the sketch before we tattoo it onto your body forever”
“Heh uh ok”
As scar left to get the papers and the sketch mumbo took a deep breath and thought about how he will have to do what the kids say today “lock the f in” , as mumbo opened his eyes he saw scar looking at him with a little smirk
“Uh sorry I’m a bit nervous”
“First?”
“No but still”
“Well maybe signing this will help, just so you know I won’t stab you in the eye with needles, and other things”
Mumbo just nervous laughed and signed it without reading it when he was done scar handed him the little sketch of the bats and explained what’s going to happen
Honestly mumbo wasn’t paying attention because he was desiccated by how perfect scars shirt highlights his arms… yeah this isn’t what locking in is
“So you ready for this to be tattooed onto your body forever?”
“Uh I yep… totally”
Mumbo follows scar to the room, the walls are filled bottom to top with art and right in the middle of the room is the tattooing bed
“Ok I just need you to take you top off and so I can place the stencil”
“Uh ok yeah”
Mumbo takes off his stupid shirt and sees scar looking him up and down, mumbo could feel his face go slightly red
“I uh ok so you tell me where you want it on your back”
Mumbo nods and tells him where he wants it, he shaved the area of any peach fuzz, after a minute mumbo can feel scar gently put the stencil on his upper back , mumbo could feel his face getting slightly more red
“Uh is that a good place?”
Mumbo looked in the mirror with scar holding another mirror for him to see
“Uh yeah that’s good”
“Ok just lay on the bed and I’ll get stuff ready”
Mumbo lied on his stomach and waited for scar
After a minute scar came back and started to prepare the area with sanitiser and other things, mumbo was probably bright red, he was thinking about how gentle scar was with him… god he’s such a weirdo
“Are you usually this sweaty?”
Mumbo paused all thought and said ashamed
“yeah…”
Scar just laughed
FUCK HOW CAN MUMBOS SWEAT GLANDS BETRAY HIM LIKE THIS!!!!
“Do you want me to get you a towel or something?”
“Can you?”
“Heheh sure”
Scar left, mumbo put his face right into the headrest his mind was on fire scars little laugh made mumbo smile, when he looked up scar sunk up on him again and had the towel
Mumbo looked up at him and smiled as he grabbed the towel and dabbed his face, god he wanted to suffocate himself with it this was so embarrassing
Finally scar got to the tattooing it hurt a bit more then his other one but this one is more embarrassing since he got a really hot guy to do it, and he can’t even act normal
Finally after a few minutes it was done, scar rapped it up to protect it, and finally mumbo could get out of there and sit in his car wanting to kill himself
“Hey this might sound weird but can I have your number? I just like to see how to healing process goes and you seem like I cool dude”
“I uhhh yeah ok”
After giving each other their numbers and paying mumbo left, when he got to his car he put his head on the steering wheel and contemplated life.