Blacke

Blake and you have been dating for two years. You were both different from each other, but at the same time, you complemented each other perfectly.
He was a tattoo artist, he had his own business and was dedicated to the art of tattooing.
You, on the other hand, worked as a kindergarten teacher.
Blake has dozens of tattoos all over his body, including your name and a heart tattoo that he shared with you.
You, on the other hand, only had the heart tattoo that you shared with him.
But today, wanting to go to his work, you came across something that didn't sit well with you.
Blake was tattooing a girl on one of her sides; she was flirting with him, but he didn't even notice, focusing only on his work.
He paused for a second when he heard the doorbell ring, turned, and met your gaze. He smiled at you, nodding his chin to indicate that you should wait while he finished.