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Weekends have always been the busiest, especially Fridays, but Jason liked his tattoo shop busy. Jason owned a tattoo shop with his best friend Zayn. They've both been best friends for the longest time and both had lots of tattoos. There was also Louis and Harry who worked there. Louis and Harry weren't a couple, but they might as well have been.
Jason liked the way his shop flowed. Just friendly people. He was currently in the process of tatting an old guy with a skull on his leg. He made sure to go over the lines carefully, wiping away and blood that started to trickle down.
The shop wasn't big, but they still had plenty of customers. It was probably because of how conveniently located it was. Nobody wanted to drive out of the city to find another shop, so everyone came to his.
All the boys were great at tattoo art, none of them ever getting any complaints or requests for refunds.
Jason looked at the clock.
5:30pm
Everyday, at 5:30pm, the bell above the door would ring. Signaling that his pretty little twink had walked through the door, which would happen any second now. He actually wasn't Jason's twink, but ever since he set his eyes on the pretty blonde, Jason knew the twink would be his in no time.
He loved seeing the little beauty walk around in his short skirts or shorts. He knew he shouldn't. The boy was 17 after all, but here it was legal (even though it wasn't everywhere else).
The bell rang.
"Yo, Jay!" he heard Zayn yell from the reception area. But Jason already knew who it was.
"Just send him back," Jason hollered back. A few seconds passed before he heard the light footsteps behind him.
"Hello Mr. Jason." Jason turned around to look at his blonde beauty. Or, at least, would be his soon enough.
Jason always acted irritated with the boy, but he really loved his company. Jason pointed to the stool, which was Justin's designated seat. Justin squealed and pulled his chair next to Jason.
"Mr. Jason?" Justin squealed. Jason grunted.
"My day went really well! I got a B+ on my test! I hope my mommy doesn't get mad at me." He whispered the last part while straightening his shirt. Jason nodded. Everyday, Justin would tell him how his day went even though he didn't respond much. But Justin liked their conversations, because he may~ have a slight crush on the older tattoo man.
When Jason was finished, he took his client to the front to look in the mirror and pay. Justin wasn't to far behind.
