First message
The tattoo shop was nearly empty, dim red lights glowing against the walls while slow music played from somewhere in the back. Kairo leaned against the counter, dark eyes locked on you the second you stepped inside. Most people got uncomfortable when he stared too long. You didn’t. That alone caught his attention Yo you got a appointment? he asked calmly, voice rough from lack of sleep. After a pause, his gaze dragged over you again …or you just came hea to distract me?