I knew running away from my parents would change my life drastically, but I never thought the fear of them would come with me. I didn't always let it take over my life, but it was always there somehow. Taking control over certain situations where I normally would have felt cornered, really gave me the confidence I lacked. All it took was a certain asshole with a charming smile showing me the ropes of self-defense.

"So, are you ready?" Lukas smiled at me as he adjusted the cap on his head, turning it backwards again. He should wear that more often; it looks so damn good on him!

"Depends on where we're going." I shrugged my shoulders with a grin on my face, trying my best to get a hint while looking at the hoodie in his hand. It was new, and of course that had caught my attention earlier. It had a white graphic design on the back, it stood out from all his other hoodies and looked beyond unique.

"You want it don't you?" He looked at me through his lashes, his playful grey eyes amused, as he looked down at the hoodie in his hands. "You know you already stole that one?" He laughed pointing at the one I was holding.

"I didn't steal it, you left it at my place." I sheepishly smirked at him as my eyes looked at him, begging him to give me the other one.

"You're not going to stop looking at me like that are you?" He shook his head while giving me his signature smoldering look. Hot damn.

"Nope." I giggled, I genuinely giggled at that.

"Fine, give me back the old one then." He grinned, while he playfully threw his one at my face, the soft fabric smelling delicious as my nose, well my entire face was covered by it.

"Hey, you didn't have to throw it at me." I chuckled, pulling it away from my face while I pushed the other one in his hands.

"You can't have everything Baby." He laughed as he quickly pulled the light grey one over his head, minding the cap as well.

I shook my head at him, loving how relaxed I felt around him. I soon as the hoodie flopped over my head I saw the satisfied look on his face, his hands gently pulling my hair out of the collar. It was the smallest yet sweetest gesture that made me love him even more. He didn't need to say a word to tell me how much he loved me. I could see it in the way he looked at me, the way his fingers were always soft against my skin and the way his lips now lightly brushed over mine, lingering just enough to mean more than just a simple peck. "What?" I whispered, not wanting to disturb how soft and intimate this moment was.

"Don't give this one back. Ever. It's pretty special to me." He whispered before leaning back in to taste my lips once more.

"Why?" I carefully asked, curious to know how a piece of fabric could mean something special to a person.

"I designed the pattern on the back." He shrugged his shoulders as if it was nothing. He always did that, downgrade his own talent. Like it didn't make him special while I knew he was never ordinary and never will be.

"No way." I said surprised, and that was what he seemed to do over and over again, surprise me in every way possible. "You just keep surprising me Lukas." I shook my head with a smile on my face as I grabbed his hand, intertwining his fingers with mine. "Now it's pretty special to me too." I rubbed my thumb against this his, and he closed his eyes to enjoy the moment. I nervously shifted my weight from one foot to the other. "Talking about surprises... What are you planning?" I smiled at him and he playfully rolled his eyes at me.

"You're an impatient pain in the ass. You'll see when we get there." He smirked while pulling me out of the room that was priory filled with too much sexual tension. "First we're going to my car." He said, grinning ear to ear.

"Mmm, I hope you're parked in an alley Lukas." I smirked taking said sexual tension with us as we left the room.

"Snowflake seriously." He said, turning around in the hallway, his eyes amused and dark yet pleading me to stop. He leaned in closer to my ear, his hand still holding mine as his other one cupped my face. "I'll make you scream my name fair and square when we're home, but right now I need to be able to walk out of here without a party tent in my sweatpants." He whispered huskily, but all I heard was the part of me screaming his name that nearly had me moan it on the spot. I have to stop thinking about it, for my sake and for the sake of that so said tent in his sweatpants.

"Alright, sorry." I said, putting my lips into a straight line to seal them as he pulled his face away from my ear.

"Don't be sorry, just save it for later. I love to hear it again when I can actually act on it." He smiled, quickly pecking my lips before pulling me once more towards the exit.

His car was parked just around the corner at the side of the road. I got inside quickly as my hands were starting to feel the autumn cold. Just as both of us got into the car, Lukas turned to me a grin on his lips. How much can this guy look at me like he wants to eat me. "What?" I chuckled like I had something on my face.

"Close your eyes." He said before biting down on his bottom lip, but I was too mesmerized by the sight in front of me that I didn't do what he asked. "God, you're stubborn." He sighed playfully as he grabbed my hands and put them in front of my face. "Whatever you do. Do. Not Peek." He insisted, scraping his throat while I heard fumbling, like he was grabbing something from the back seat. The urge to peek was great though, but I didn't what to ruin his surprise.

It felt like I was holding my hands up for way to long now as he was torturing me with the anticipation. "You're really making it hard for me not to peak." I felt my lips smile against my palms.

"Fine, fine, you can look now." He laughed. At that I pulled away my hands from my eyes and put them on my cheeks, the sight of Lukas holding a shoebox making me grin ear to ear. "This was actually the reason I was late. I'm not sorry for that by the way." He smiled, eyeing at the box as he pushed it to my lap. "Open it." He whispered while he couldn't stop smiling.

"Babe, you didn't have to actually buy me new shoes. You know that right?" I said but he just gave me a questionable look, pulling up his brows. "You do know...You just don't care, do you?" I laughed while shaking my head. "You also know that, no shoebox can ever make up for being late Lukas." I teased him not meaning a word as I took the lid of the box revealing to me a pair of Lilac-lavender Converses. My mouth fell open at the sight, not only where they exactly my size, but also in my favorite color. "Forget about what I said. This makes up for being late until the end of my days." I looked at him, joy written all over my face. I knew he knew me well, but this tops off everything. "Lukas..." I whispered as I looked at him, studying the caring expression on his face.

"I know I didn't have to buy you new ones, but I wanted to and when I saw these, I couldn't stand walking out without them. They're very you, and I need you to be you." He smirked at me and at that I smashed my lips against his, the shoebox still on my lap as my hand traveled to the back of his head.

"You were right about loving your surprise. I love love loooove them." I kissed him quickly a couple of times in a row, joy flowing thought my body.

"This wasn't the surprise I was talking about." He said against my lips, suddenly making me seize my kissing spree.

"It wasn't?" I said looking at him as shocked as I actually was while he shook his head.

"No we're going there now." He grinned, while putting the key in the ignition. The playfulness smirk on his face today never ending.

"It's a place?" I asked him, fishing for information, always too curious to get surprised although he managed to do it either way.

He shook his head again as we drove off to our mystery location. "I can't believe you still don't know what it is." He laughed while quickly taking his eyes of the road to meet mine and there it was again, that tension that was bound to be given into by the end of the day, otherwise both of us were going to explode.

"What do you mean? Should I know then?" I wondered as I untied the laces on my shoes so I could kick them of my feet. I'm so wearing the new ones for the rest of the day.

"I knew you'd forget about it." Lukas looked at me, a bit disappointed this time, making me go through everything my mind could ever think of and then it suddenly hit me as I put on one of my new beautiful Lilac high tops. I looked at him seeing his eyes light up at the tale telling smile on my face.

"The tattoos!" I squealed through the car and by the look on his face I was right, we were going to get those tattoos we both owed each other after both losing that bet. Damn that seemed ages ago! "Really?" I smiled.

"I hope you picked something good for me cause I'm curious." He smiled, taking a left bringing us closer to our destination. I was so excited about this ever since we lost the bet to each other. Not only because I could give him something permanent but also because I was going to get my first tattoo, praying he would give it to me, that would make it so much more special.

"Oh god no. I haven't picked anything yet. Don't you have like a book I can choose from; you know with all the little figures or stuff? I don't know I have never been into a tattoo shop before."

"Bells, don't you dare pick something that lame for me." He widened his eyes at the horror of my words.

I chuckled at the look on his face, loving how easy it was to tease him. I'm pretty sure he thought the same about me though. "Relax babe, I know exactly what to get you." I giggled while tying the laces on my new favorite pair of shoes.

"You do know that word make me weak, right?" He said switching his eyes from the road to me once more, the gold in his grey irises lit up by a ray of sun coming through the windshield.

"What? Babe?" I grinned, staring at the way he was so relaxed, his sleeves pulled up a bit to show the ink on the inside if his forearm, but I still loved the ones on his fingers the most, never able to keep my eyes off them.

"Yeah." He smiled, returning his gaze back on the road, his smile not fading one bit.

"Well then babe, I plan on calling you only that tonight. So, you better prepare." I said biting down on my bottom lip to tease him, knowing he can't resist me when I do that as he looked at me from the corners of his eyes.

"I don't think I need to be the one who's prepared." He glanced over me like his eyes peeled of the fabric that covered me, the look on his face making me agree with him.

I kept an excited smile on my face until we arrived at the tattoo shop where Lukas worked. That's when the nerves started to get the better of me. Shit, I'm getting a freaking tattoo. What if it hurts? What if I don't like it? It's pretty permanent. Omg, once I go in there I can't back down. I tried not to freak out when I looked at the outside of the building, example tattoos pasted against the windows.

"Lukas I'm nervous!" I blurted out the moment he stood next to me, ready to enter. I looked at him with wide eyes, my heart pounding in my throat.

"I would be nervous if you weren't. It's normal to be scared for the first one, but it's really not that bad." He smiled, wrapping his arm around my shoulder to pull me into his chest before gently placing his lips against my forehead, the softness of his touch putting an end to all my doubts. I can do this.

"Please give me something cute, not a skull or a spider or something like that, please." I put my hands together to beg him and he immediately burst out in laughter pulling me against his chest once more.

His hands ruffled up my hair and I thought it was the cutest thing on the planet. "I wouldn't dare." He smiled, pecking my lips before guiding me into the store. It was calm and it looked a lot nicer and cleaner than I expected. As my eyes took in my surroundings, I noticed a tall slightly older looking guy drawing behind his desk, a black beanie covering his hair, and of course I should not forget to mention there wasn't a single spot on his arms that wasn't covering in ink. His tattoos were a lot different from Lukas's because where his were black and grey, this guy's were very bright and colorful, a rare contrast from his all black wardrobe. "Rodrigo." Lukas addressed the guy while his arm was still hanging over my shoulder.

He looked up and when he started to smile face wide, he seemed a lot less intimidating than I thought he was seconds ago. "Luke!" He said, getting up from behind his desk. "Guess, you're here for that special appointment." He winked at me and I sheepishly gave him a smile in return, feeling a bit nervous and shy. This was a whole new scene for me, but if Lukas feels at home here, so do I.

"Ro, this is Isabella." Lukas said, cocking his head to the side to nod at me, immediately making Rodrigo let out a laugh, and I couldn't quite follow.

"So, you're the girl he can't stop whining about." He smiled at me while rubbing his hand to the back of his head. "Uuhm talking. I mean that's all he ever does." He smiled, his grown eyes gleaming with amusement. I let out a small chuckle at the new information, even though I could feel Lukas squirm with embarrassment at my side.

"Oh, shut up Ro." Lukas laughed, before rolling his eyes at his friend. "I'm going to show her around and I guess we'll get started then." He said, patting Rodrigo on his shoulder as we passed him.

"Fine, I'll be behind the desk." He said, shuffling back down on his chair.

Lukas grabbed my hand to guide me around the shop. We entered a hallway with four doors, each door a different vibrant color while the walls and ceiling were painted black. "So, usually it's a full house here but today's pretty calm. The blue door is Ben's cubicle, he always locks it because he hates people touching his stuff. The pink door is Sarah, she works here permanently, but prefers her appointments in the morning so she can rehearse with her band in the afternoon. They're pretty good. Now, the green door is Rodrigo, where I'll get the tattoo you pick for me and the blue door..." He smiled at me while opening the door for me. "That's mine." The room was painted dark grey with a blue wall in the back, the same sapphire blue as the door. There was artwork and black and white pictures up on the wall and my jaw nearly hit the floor when I realized the artwork were his drawings. He has some serious talent. "I will not give Rodrigo the satisfaction of inking virgin skin, specially not my little virgin. So, I'll be doing yours if that's okay." He smiled at me while stepping inside his cubicle.

It was a lot to take in but all I needed to know was that Lukas was going to do mine and I wouldn't have wanted any other way. "So, I'm your little virgin huh?" I looked at him with my brows pulled up.

"I mean tattoo virgin Snowflake, don't go too crazy with the context inside that head of yours." He grinned, adjusting the black baseball cap on his head while I wandered off to admire the artwork on his walls.

"Lukas these are amazing." I said, completely mesmerized by the drawings, especially the ones that were very architectural and sleek. "I don't know why I'm always so surprised that you're actually really creative." I frowned my brows, knowing how awful that sounded out loud.

"Why? Doesn't it suite my asshole attitude?" He playfully rolled his eyes. He didn't seem insulted by my assumptions whatsoever as he threw his arms around my waste from behind, resting his head on my shoulder.

"I just think most people really underestimate you." I smiled, turning my head to the side to meet is gaze. "You're really smart and talented." I whispered softly while resting my head on his as I stared at his work on the wall. For a moment we just stayed like that and I enjoyed the calm that fell over us, the happiness of a successful day, and it wasn't over yet.

"Are you ready?" He whispered into the crook of my neck and yes I was. I'm ready to not be a tattoo virgin anymore and I know exactly what to get him. I devilishly grinned at myself.

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