#alwaysdrowninginfeels
to:@bubblysage
from:Me!
notes: I really, really hope you like this!!! When I saw you didn’t like angst, I was like, “Oh no…” I’m so much more of an angst master than anything else… But anyway, I hope you enjoy! Kinda a twist on Soul Mate AUs that I came up with a few years ago, and now I had an excuse to write about it!
This is my KuraRyou exchange gift for @alwaysdrowninginfeels
I hope you like it!!!
Ryousuke needs inspiration.
Can he find it in the green haired biker who owns the local flower shop?
“Think, Ryou…,” Ryousuke murmured, tapping his pencil on the pad of paper in front of himself, the lack of well, anything, mocking him. Sighing, he closed his sketchbook and leaned on his elbow, chin on his hand as he looked out the window of his shop.
Second Base tattoo parlor was his baby, his income and his life. He’d built a reputation for quality, personalized tattoos that were guaranteed not to fade with time, each one carefully drawn and colored by himself. The actual tattooing part was just an afterthought for him, his real joy was the before—the art he composed and presented to the client, original and inked to their specifications. He didn’t do skulls or words in foreign languages that meant something much different than intended, he considered those things not worth his time and effort and made no attempts to hide it. His work was personalized and well executed, and his prices and reputation reflected that. This time, though, he was stuck.
