Married to a Stranger {KTH FF} ✔️

Chapter 21

A/n: Okay...we will carry on this thing I did in the last Chapter...where you would comment in doing the whatever...(sorry) I woke up really early...anyway...since there isn't anyone who has commented yet...and I really want to carry on writing...I will make this an official CHAPTER!!! Yes!! Please don't applaud me...please say thank you to:

kimleejong21

After that comment...I was all like: NEED TO WRITE NEXT CHAPTER MISSION!

Doesn't make sense I know, so let's carry on from last time! Byeeee

So why did your heart tell you differently....

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You and Taehyung were outside, you two were having so much fun, without anyone bothering you.

You both were looking around the area. You had bought many things.

You looked around and saw an ice cream shop. About to close.

"No no no ice cream!"
You whined. Taehyung took notice immediately.

"Come on!"
He grabbed your hand and smiled. He took you inside.
"Are we to late sir?"

He looked at you both. He looked in his middle 50s.
"Why, yes! Come come! What flavour would you like?"

Taehyung looked at you.
"Vanilla please!"
"Okay one Vanilla and Strawberry please,"
"Of Course,"

He scooped the Vanilla ice cream and into the cone.
He did the same for Strawberry.
"Here you go,"
"Thank you,"

Taehyung handed him the money and exited the room.
"Happy?"
"Thank You Taehyung!!"
"Your welcome Y/n,"

You locked your ice cream all the way. Till nothing but a crumb was left on your hand.

You and Taehyung went back to walking around.
"Look over there!!"
Taehyung turned his head and looked at a stall.

It was a Tattoo stall.
"You wanna get a Tattoo?"
He gave you the 'serious?' Look.
"A small one!"
"Okay Alright!"

"Hello Sir, what Tattoo would you like?"
"Do you do custom made?"

Taehyung and the man looked at you.
"Well yes, what should it look like?"

You whispered the design into his ear and he nodded.
"Well then alright,"

You sat down in the chair and held out your hand. The tattoo was going on your wrist. You didn't want it to big. And not to small.

He took his sharp blade on the end of the Tattoo gun and placed it on your skin.
As soon as it touched it you squirmed.