I woke up today practically bouncing on my heels, I was so fucking excited.
Gigi finally has a work free day and we're both heading over to Andrei and Milan's tattoo parlour, which they're officially opening today.
They've already racked up some clientele, and have people scheduled to come in today to plan what they want- and possibly even make a start on some pieces.
But I also had an end goal today: convince my brothers to let Gigi tattoo me.
We had a bit of time before we needed to get there, so I decided to try to make that time useful.
'Okay so now carefully drag it outwards from your eye..." I instruct Gigi as I do my own eyeliner, him attempting to follow along with his own beside me.
I watch him through the mirror in the bathroom as he does as I say, with a very unsteady hand he makes a flick outwards from his eye which ends up being very wonky.
He pulls away from his face with dipped brows and grunts in frustration, "My hand is shaking too much, and this pencil is tiny!" He complains, looking down at the eyeliner in his hand.
I look down at my own and see it's pretty normal sized, "That's cause you have big hands." I raise a brow at him and he groans, putting the pencil down on the counter and looking at his reflection.
"This looks like shit." He comments, shifting his gaze to look at me through the mirror.
I huff a laugh and lean into the mirror to finish off my own eyeliner, "I can't tell if you're saying that just so I have to be the one to do your eyeliner for you." I mutter, my focus primarily on my makeup.
Gigi smirks as he watches me intently, "As much as that sounds like something I'd do, it's not."
I crack a smile at him and put my eyeliner away, happy with the result of my work. I turn to Gigi, leaning my hip sideways on the counter as I look at him, "By that logic it's probably a bad idea for you to tattoo me." I raise a brow playfully.
Gigi smiles and tilts his head down at me, "Probably. Is that going to stop you?"
I consider it for a second, biting on my lip when Gigi gives me a reprimanding look. He steps forward and pulls my lip out of my mouth.
"Don't bite it." He grumbles, and I roll my eyes at him, earning another warning look.
"Why?" I whine at him and he steps in front of me, placing a hand either side of my hips on the counter and leaning in closer.
"Because I'd rather you bite mine." He tells me in a hushed voice and promptly connects our lips in a kiss.
I make a small sound and suck his plump bottom lip into my mouth, using my teeth to lightly nip at him, which makes him breathe out in pleasure.
A pull away a little, "Like that?" I ask him a little breathlessly, and he nods slightly against me.
"Exactly like that." He responds, kissing the end of my nose before pulling back to look at me with a grin. "You look gorgeous today." He comments, taking in my face and my outfit.
I smile openly at him, "Thank you. Now let me fix that awful eyeliner before we go." I tease him and he rolls his eyes, but picks me up nonetheless to set me on the counter, stepping between my legs and letting me correct his crooked attempt.
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"This place looks so good!" I gush as I enter Andrei and Milan's completed shop, the dark yet open interior completely fitting their vibe.
Gigi lets out an appreciative whistle from behind me, "It's come a long way since I was here last." He compliments.
"Thanks." Milan smiles, standing behind the front counter and rifling through some papers.
"So when is your first appointment?" I smile, walking over to Andrei who opens his arms for me. I hug him around his middle.
"In like 10 minutes. You're sweet for being here for the first day." Andrei tells me, wrapping his arms around me and kissing the top of my head.
"Of course, this is a big day for you guys." I told him back.
Milan laughs at the counter and shakes his head slightly, "Not really." He shrugs.
I roll my eyes at him, "Yeah it is." I argue back, Gigi slumping onto one of the sofa's placed in the reception.
Milan narrows his eyes at me teasingly, "I'm just happy you're here." He tells me and I smile back at him, walking over to where Gigi is taking up two thirds of the sofa with his mans spreading.
And of course, as I approach his legs don't close. Whore.
I launch myself over one of his thick thighs either way, ending up with my bum on the sofa and legs hanging over his thigh, between his legs.
It was surprisingly comfortable and Gigi seemed pleased with the position, placing a hand on my bent knees and rubbing small circles.
"So what's the game plan?" I ask in a low whisper to Gigi, who leans closer to me.
Milan and Andrei were speaking quietly across the room as we kept an eye on them.
"Hm," Gigi contemplates, "We could try two approaches," He begins to strategise, "The first one is where you make a bet with them. Something you could beat them at but sounds kind of impossible. You win and you get your tattoo fair and square."
I nod, "That sounds solid. What's the other approach?"
Gigi looks at me with a straight face, "We run into one of the rooms and lock the door." He tells me.
I nod at this as well with thoughtful eyes, "The boys couldn't do anything considering they'll be with clients, I like it." I muse and Gigi smiles proudly.
"Should we try the bet one first?" Gigi asks me and I nod, "What can you bet against?" He asks.
I shrug, "That's the hard part; I have no idea." I say honestly.
Gigi sighs deeply, "I don't have the brainpower." He says, leaning his head backwards as I lean mine on his shoulder.
"How about odds on?" I suggest.
Gigi looks down at me, "Odds on?" He asks questioningly.
"It's when you tell someone to say a number between 1 and whatever and if you both say the same number the person who asked wins." I explain vaguely.
"Odds on we go to the bathroom and you show me your boobs." Gigi says immediately with a crooked smile.
I choke on a laugh and look up to him, "1 to 100." I say with a smirk and he frowns.
"Fine." He grumbles, "Say it in 3, 2, 1..." He counts down.
"11" I say at the same time he says "56"
"Fuck." He grumbles, "I don't like this game."
I laugh loudly at him, gaining the attention of my brothers who smile lovingly at us, oblivious to our conversation.
I take the opportunity to capture both their attention, "Andrei, Milan, odds on you let me get a small tattoo. Discreet and under clothing." I say, hoping to bag a few points with my clarifications.
They both immediately frown at me, so I put on my pleading face, making my eyes big as I look at them. This always used to work when I was younger-
"Oh fuck no, that's not fair!" Milan says, "Andrei will give you anything with those eyes." He grumbles as Andrei sends him a sidelong glare.
Andrei looks back at me though and immediately folds, "1-1000." He says with a smug look.
I gape, "That's impossible!" I complain.
Andrei nods, "Exactly."
Gigi has the audacity to snort a laugh beside me, and when I shoot him a glare, he straightens and tries to cover it up.
Asshole.
"Fine." I voice and Andrei grins at me, amused by this whole ordeal.
"3, 2 , 1..." He counts down.
"200." I say at the same time he says, "763."
I bury my head in Gigi's chest as I hear my brothers laugh victoriously. Gigi pats me back with his hand and rests his chin on my head.
"There's always plan B." He says lowly, and I smile against his chest.
The front door to the shop opens, and I remove myself from Gigi a little, sitting up straighter as Andrei and Milan rise to attention.
A young man walks in, head full of vibrant purple hair as he grins at Andrei and Milan, lip ring complimenting his smile.
"Hey guys." He greets, bro-hugging both boys before they begin conversing in small talk.
"Micah, this is our little sister and her boyfriend, Car and Gigi. Guys, this is Micah, a long-standing friend." Andrei introduces us and Micah gives us a small smile.
"Nice to meet you." I smile back at him.
"So are you ready for your consultation? If you're sure about what you want we could get started today?" Milan talks with Micah, the two heading into a private room, equipped with equipment needed for the tattooing.
Andrei stays out by the front desk, probably expecting another client. He narrows his eyes at me.
"If you were to get a tattoo," He begins, "What would it be?" He asks.
I smile at him sheepishly, "I don't know..." I say and he huffs a laugh, leaning down on his elbows, "I kinda agreed Gigi could do it, so it's up to him. I trust him though." I shrug and look beside me to see Gigi grinning proudly.
He moves his thigh so it touches mine and I smile at the small gesture.
"You're too spontaneous for your own good sometimes." Andrei huffs, "Can you even draw a straight line?" He asks Gigi jokingly.
I get flashbacks to this morning with the eyeliner, and we both let out a small chuckle, "Not really."
Andrei smiles, shaking his head and mutters something colourful under his breath in Russian.
I grin at him, "Hey Andrei, do you have any gum?" I ask him, knowing he always keeps it on him.
He nods, "It's behind the counter over here-"
The door to the shop opens again, and I decide to remain seated so Andrei can deal with the customer.
"Hey," Andrei greets professionally and the guy- maybe in his early 30's- smiles back leeringly.
"Nice to meet you," The guy greets, shaking Andrei's hand, "Did you get my email?" He asks and Andrei nods.
"Yeah man, I've got some ideas for you, I'll grab the designs and then take you through to a consultation room." Andrei explains and the guy nods, glancing over to Gigi and I curiously.
Andrei leaves the room and I get up to shuffle over and pick up the gum. To get behind the front desk though, I need to pass by this man.
So I keep my distance as much as I can and shuffle around him. He eyes me the whole way, and I find the gum tucked away by a pen pot.
I look up awkwardly at the man, who has no shame in looking at me. I glance over to Gigi on the couch to see him, already looking between us two.
Though the man wasn't inherently doing anything- and I didn't want to lose my brother's a customer by getting creeped out by him.
So I ignore it and walk back around the desk, only this time the man turns with me, blocking my view of Gigi as his hand sweeps right across my ass as I pass by him, unnoticeable to Gigi.
I flinch a little at the contact, making Gigi zero in on me with his eyes, checking I was okay. I played it off as if I tripped over my own feet and forced a smile at Gigi.
"I'm okay, just clumsy." I tell him, slumping back down on the sofa with him, and cuddling up to his side.
I wanted to be close to him right now, he felt safe.
Gigi puts his arm around me anyway and holds me close.
I open the gum and pop a piece into my mouth, needing something to chew that wasn't my poor lip. I offer a piece to Gigi and he takes it, the man still watching us subtly.
Andrei comes back into the room and smiles at the guy, completely unaware.
"Alright, follow me back here and we'll get started." He smiles and the man follows him towards another private room.
Andrei turns back to look at me briefly though before shutting the door, "вести себя." He tells me and I nod at him.
(behave.)
He closes the door, leaving Gigi and I alone in the reception.
I turn to Gigi with a sly smile, him matching my own.
I nod towards the empty consultation room, "Tat me up."
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SO sorry for the late update today my loves, i was up and out so early
hope you enjoyed reading :)
ily all so so much and see you next time... <3