My Tattoo Artist (Pewdiecry Fanfic) (boyxboy)

Squeeze my hand

FELIXS POV

Cry came back after around 20 mintutes and told me to follow him whilst my friends stayed and chatted with the other two, Cry had a big smile on his face and it instantly put my worries at ease

Cry: "so where abouts do you want your tattoo to go?" Cry asked me as he put a white sheet over the chair I'll be sitting on whilst I tried to think of where to put it

"Can I have It on the inside of my arm so when I look down I'll see it?" he took my arm gently and pointed at the place he thinks I was talking about, I nodded and he put the stencil on it and it fit perfectly

"Looks great dude, now it will hurt, I'm not going to lie to you because I hate lying but if you ever need to stop for a break then just let me know" the way he was talking to me was so sweet, lots of people would just be harsh and tell me to shut up and to sit there

I took a seat and put my arm out on the arm rest with my arm facing up and he pulled over a wheelie chair and took a seat, he wheeled over to the CD player and changed the CD to twenty one pilots and the song Car Radio came on and he sang along with it as he set out the coloured inks and he had the voice of an angle

"You have an amazing voice" he looked at me and smiled a huge smile that made me want to King at him and kiss and hug him "well thank you very much, I love singing" I nodded my head and I started to feel nervous about this

He must have noticed because he put my hand in his and gave it a squeeze and rubbed his thumb on the palm of my hand "don't panic alright, I'll go as gentle as I can and we will keep talking to distract you" he pulled his hand out of mine which made me mentally frown and beg for his warming touch again but smiled and said a small thank you

He stuck the stencil on my arm and I was happy with where it would go, he picked up then gun and snapped in the black ink colour first and started outlining

The pain was terrible but he kept talking to me and I kept replying that I forgot all about the tattoo, he was very gentle and very good at his job, we talked about video games and then he brought up the subject of vintage cars

"I collect vintage cars and I collect motorcycles" he said and I have always had a love for cars and motorcycles "that's class dude, how many you got?"

He went over and got a yellow colour and snapped it into the gun and started again "I got 3 cars and 5 motorcycles, you like cars and stuff?"

"Yeah I love them, my dad is a huge collector of cars as well" he smiled and started singing the lyrics of Tear In My Heart by Twenty One Pilots, the pain was still there and it was getting stronger because colours hurt more than just the black ink

He noticed this and took his free hand and took my free hand and gave it a quick squeeze but continued to hold onto it, I felt comfortable like this, it just felt right and the pain started to ease again and he gave me a bright smile and continued

He let go for a second to go change the colour but as soon as he came back he put his hand back in mine and we continued to talk again

"What was your first tattoo?" I asked him and he thought about it for a bit and then he smiled again "my first tattoo was of my brother Dales name, we are pretty close so I got his name

"How many tattoos do you have?" He once again stopped and thought for a bit and then looked at me with a funny expression "I can't remember dude, I have so many"

"Seriously, wow that's insane, I like your tattoos there cool" I said and he said a small thank you and smiled again, gosh I can't get enough of his smile

He was finally finished and started wiping my arm down and when I looked down I saw an awesome tattoo that I instantly loved and also Crys signature that I asked for was there in the bottom right hand corner

"I still don't get why you wanted my name there?" Said Cry cleaning the surface and binning the sheet that I was sitting on and putting a fresh sheet on "its because I want to remember the name of the person who did my first tattoo and also your an artist and artists are meant to do it"

He looked at me and nodded and started to wrap it up for me, I was super happy with my tattoo, "thanks for holding my hand through that, it really helped ease the pain and so was are conversations" I said shyly and he smiled at me

"That's no problem at all dude, and also here if my number incase you want to hang out sometime, you seem like my kind of guy" I took the number with a huge smile on my face and tucked it away in my pocket and I followed him out into the main office

I took out my wallet and went up to the till where Cry went behind, he started adding up the numbers and it came up to $248, which was better than what I was expecting and I left him a $20 tip and he tried to tell me it was too big of a tip but I knew he deserved it

I handed him the money and Ken, Jack and Charles came up and we all left after me and Cry hugged and I never wanted to leave his embrace and we all walked out to the car

Best Day Ever

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Well there is another chapter up
I hope you enjoyed it and this was the first real convo between Cry and Pewdie, and now Pewdie had his first tattoo done

Have you noticed I keep saying first, that means there will maybe be some more

See you guys later I love you and please vote, comment and recommend this book to your friends

~brofist
~cryfive
~rianisme