Hey guys, short one shot here. I had the feeling that I needed to write, but I had no inspiration to write for any of my other stories… So, I came up with this! Just to let ya'll know, I am swappable here, and could be convinced to make this a two or three chapter short story. Let me know!


Tobias POV

My eyes travel slow. From the bare soles of her small feet up to her strong calves. The blue of her shorts blend with her creamy, pale skin all the way to the dark color of the tank top that lays loose over her small frame.

Not a blemish on her skin, but a tattoo that rests bravely on her collar bone.

Next, he lip caught between white teeth clenched in concentration. Her nose scrunched, and brows furrowed.

Oh, But her eyes. Her eyes with stormy blue skies alight with inspiration. They glow with excitement, and reveal all secrets she keeps under lock and key from even her closest friends.

Strands of her shiny blond hair free themselves form behind her ears and block her face from my view, but she doesn't seem to notice. Or, maybe she doesn't care.

Her small hands move furiously across the paper. Determination screams form her fingertips and fly's onto her paper where her hopes and dreams appear in messy pencil marks that jump from the page for the world to see.

She suddenly jerks back, her hand lifting off the paper. A smile appears on her face as her lip is released from between her teeth, and a look of triumph graces her features. Setting downs the pencil, she glances up to meet my gaze.

"Ready?"

She speaks fast, her voice sweet as honey, filled with excitement. The same I see in her eyes each time I am here.

I nod calmly at her and let out a small "always."

She grabs the tattoo gun and quickly wipes some disinfectant over my should blade. I hear the buzzing go the needle, and soon feel tremors in my shoulder. They are soft, but the pain is harsh.

Are those from her, or the needle?

For the next hour, her had runs over my shoulder and the tremors follow. Then, they stop. Along with the buzzing, and suddenly I feel her rubbing cream on me, and applying a bandage over top.

She stands, and stretches with a quite groan.

"You're done!" She announces as I stand to stretch as well.

"Thanks Tris" I reply.

"Of course. Let me ring you up real quick and then you're free to go."

We walk to the front of the parlor and she strolls behind the counter.

"So that'll be-"

"Hey Tris?" I cut her off.

"Yea?" She cocks her head at me.

"Why are you with him, when we both know you should be with me?"