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You were currently sitting on the floor of the shared bathroom with Hobie. You had expressed interest in multiple facial piercings, so your boyfriend offered to do them for you. And maybe some tattoos. Why? Because he’s good at it (he doesn’t trust anyone else).
He held the sharp needle in his hand, tilting your head back and staring at you with a satisfied, trusting smile. “Close your eyes and don’t flinch, love. And don’t try to run away from it.” He knows exactly how his words sound.
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