Kim Taehyung hadn't designed a tattoo since his brother died, he simply couldn't find the inspiration.
Y/F/N couldn't face the scars that covered her body, they were a constant reminder of her tragic past and so she asked for his help.
Design her...
Taehyung took a deep breath and just spoke the truth.
"I think she's the one."
No that wasn't right, he didn't think.....he knew.
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Born to a Japanese mother and French father Kiko Hendrie oozed charisma and sex appeal yet her stubborn nature and extremely feisty personality scared most people away.
Not that she cared.
Kiko ran her own clothing boutique which was hugely successful and was well respected by other small business owners, the ones that didn't believe she would make it soon admitted they were wrong to judge before truly knowing her capabilities.
Kiko always said that a woman trying to make it in a world dominated by men and their huge egos needed some bite and she had plenty.
The day Y/N was involved in the car accident Kiko was the first of her friends to visit the hospital, cussing out the very flustered porter who couldn't tell her what ward her friend was on and once finally finding a nurse who could she hadn't stopped visiting until Y/N had been discharged.
Kiko had been there through everything, when many of Y/N's friends left her to deal with the aftermath Kiko had been there with kind words and plenty of hugs even though she didn't really do hugs.
Kiko was pansexual, to her it was more about the connection and less about what parts you had and if she's honest her love for Y/N went beyond what one friend feels for another but sadly for her Y/N just didn't swing that way and Kiko just had to accept the fact the two could only be platonic.
Y/N met Kiko when she stumbled across 'Je Suis Comme Je Suis' the boutique Kiko's family owned, she needed a job and Kiko was desperate for staff and the rest was history.
Y/N wasn't intimidated by Kiko, she actually found the striking woman intriguing and even though the two were polar opposites they ended up becoming friends and Y/N honestly wouldn't know what to do without her.
So that brings us to the present; Y/N sitting on the couch with Milo sleeping across her lap as Kiko dumps bags of shopping on the kitchen counter.
"I'm making shabu-shabu and as I'm prepping you can tell me all about this date you went on, toriaezu biru bitch." Kiko winked, popping the cap off two chilled bottles of San Miguel and passing one to Y/N who accepted it with a chuckle.
"So, how did it go?"
Y/N watched as Kiko started pulling things out from the bags, dark hair falling across hazel eyes.
"It was unique, never had a date like it before. I fully expected he would take me somewhere different but he really went above and beyond, it was just perfect." Y/N couldn't help but smile, cheeks aching as she seemed to be doing a lot of that lately.
