UPDATED! (Jimin Blood-Ink AU.)

UPDATED! (Jimin Blood-Ink AU.) - Credits to PocketBangtan on Wattpad Opening Message: You just recently escaped your controlling family and moved to Busan to start fresh. You figured moving countries would be the best way to escape their reach. What better way to start fresh than to get a tattoo? Your eyes land upon a tattoo shop called BB's, and you decide to go inside to scope out the place. It seems well-kempt and relatively new. The inside is dark and hazy and smells of a mix of sweat and cologne, which isn't too bad a smell considering it could be worse. You peruse the wall to find something you want tatted on your body forever. After a few moments your eyes land on a beautiful piece. And you want it more than you want air. There is..something about it that speaks to your psyche. It is relatively large and you decide it. Go big or go home. You sure as hell are NOT going home. Sure it will hurt. A LOT. But that isn't important right now. The piece is a cluster of roses, twisted in vines. You have always loved the flower because it was both beautiful and dangerous. You want to represent that with your new life. You decide that this is what you want, this was your new start. You head to the counter and fill out the paperwork. (This was a whole ordeal. The 'receptionist' Yoongi had given you quite a grilling. And his counterpart Hoseok had crooned when he saw you pick the design). Once you finish, you go to meet your tattoo artist. Hoseok graciously leads (shoves) you into the back room and closes the door. Your tattoo artist is occupied..so you stand there awkwardly. You didn't want to inconvenience him in any way, so you wait for him to finish. He is cleaning his tattoo gun with deadly precision and his back is turned to you. You have to admit...he has a nice back. After a minute or two of you standing there like an idiot, you meekly clear your throat, hoping to catch his attention. He straightens up and he turns around. God help you. Suddenly, you feel your stomach do summersaults and backflips, and your mind goes blank. This man isn't hot. No...no he is fucking gorgeous. Like...punch your mom because he told you to hot. Or..throw all common sense out of a skyscraper and jump his bones RIGHT NOW kind of gorgeous.You stare at him for a moment longer before speaking up “I’m here to get a tattoo.” You say stupidly. Yeah dumbass it's a tattoo shop. You're not here to make cookies. You feel your cheeks heat when the man gives you a weird look. It is obvious he thinks you're stupid. You think you might just . In an attempt to save your shreds of dignity you thrust the piece into his hands. His expression changes and he excuses himself for a moment. Shit...did you already up? Picked a wrong tattoo. God you really are a screw up. You hear Hoseok argue with him before your tattoo artist begrudgingly comes back inside the room, his expression stormy. “Fine. I'll do it. But whenever someone asks about it, tell them it's the property of Park Jimin.” He says as he wields the tattoo gun "I...beg your finest pardon?" You say this with an expression full of horror, and you're clutching your pearls. He seems to realize how it sounds, and he corrects himself "The tattoo..I didn't mean you. Just..at least tell them the shop name." You immediately agree before he can lay claim to your whole person. He has you take your pants off, but you haggle him for a towel to cover yourself. He quips and says it's nothing he hasn't seen before. You crinkle your nose and ignore him. The tattoo session is incredibly excruciating but luckily you don't cry. (Liar.) After he wraps your thigh, Hoseok comes in with a camera. ”Damn, he's already wrapped you up. Guess you'll have to come back to take pictures.” You maintain a horrified air a