"Ow, fuck, ow, fuck, ow, fuck. Ow! Fuck!"
Troye giggles, "You're the one who wanted me to do this!"
"Doesn't mean it doesn't hurt!" Jacob whines.
Troye rolls his eyes, "Stop moving, they're not gonna be straight if you keep moving."
"Maybe I don't want it straight. We can match."
Troye glares at the older boy, "That was lame."
Jacob grins only for it to be quickly replaced with a frown and a low growl of pain, "Owww, fuck!"
"You're such a baby," Troye scoffs.
"It's in." Jacob takes the mirror from his boyfriend's hand and looks at his ear.
The diamond stud sparkles in the white hue of the bathroom light.
He hands it back, "That wasn't that bad."
"Ready for the next one?"
"Are you fucking kidding me?"
"You said it wasn't that bad!" Troye laughs.
"It wasn't, I just..."
"Just what? C'mon, I have the needle cleaned already. We still gotta do your nose too."
"You do your nose!"
"I'd rather get a tattoo. Piercings are your thing."
"Can I give you one?"
"What? A tattoo?"
"Yeah."
"Like an actual tattoo?"
"Yeah."
"With what?"
"Stick and poke," Jacob shrugs.
Troye smirks, "If you let me finish piercing you, you can give me a tattoo."
"Deal."
Troye sighs and grabs the sterile needle off the paper towel on the counter, "Tilt your head."
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"Is this seriously not hurting you?" Troye shakes his head, "I literally don't feel shit."
Jacob smirks, "Probably cause I'm not doing anything."
"What do you-ah, fuck!"
Jacob laughs, "Told you."
"Dick."
"You're such a baby."
"Don't use my words against me."
"Ready for me to finish?"
"Hurry," Troye sighs.
Jacob leans down and pecks the boy's lips before sitting back up and focusing on completing the stick and poke Saturn tattoo on the blond's ankle.
