You absolutely loved your boyfriend. Ni-ki. People loved you two together too.

you were all he ever wanted. You were funny, you didn’t judge him, you had given him reasons to love you more than you think, you don’t rush you pace.

you gave him the best laughs he ever could have, like the time you accidentally tripped in the hotel lobby hall when he was on tour and dragged you with him and you face ate a whole lotta floor he busted out laughing because you did too before he checked if you were okay.

you were stupid. Like you won’t even care your dating an idol you will be 1000 percent weird and yourself around him not a fake version of yourself.

you loved small things not big you saw a bigger picture yes but you didn’t care about money or about his rank of being an idol. You loved him. For him. And that was real enough.

but what had fans screaming was you were unbelievably gorgeous like hotter than prime Megan fox. Like if ni-ki took a picture of you you somehow look gorgeous without even doing anything? Honestly no one ever expected ni-ki to be with a non Korean woman they thought a chance with someone out of state was really low. But you were the foreign exchange student at his school when you were kids.

you two have been dating for….

six years going on seven.

you weren’t actually his tattoo artist— yep you were the one who did his tattoos. The kiss mark tattoo on his lower stomach near the v/line. His side tattoo that said “CHOSEN.” And that was so far it. Now recently Jake has been wanting to get a tattoo since Ni-ki knew you he leveled on someone who knew his member and did tattoos on them Jake asked him and he said he’d take him to the parlor to see see if you had any spots open. In the morning tomorrow. Which was now today.

You had been in the parlor at the front desk to take people in when they come in for appointments either with you or with the other two people in today since it was like 8 in the morning things were quite busy. Then the door opened the bell lightly giving a ding.