A/N: This chapter imo started out great and then I got lazy. Please enjoy and just have a good time reading.
Jun makes Kazuya get a tattoo in honour of her.
"You want me to do what?!" Kazuya shouted, his voice going an octave higher.
"I want you to get a tattoo of a butterfly, it has to be done around the centre of your lower back, just above you ass."
"So a tramp stamp?"
"Yes."
"Why?"
"So that hoes back off and know that you're mine!" Jun started to act possessive of her significant other.
"We're married. Our rings are what tell people you're taken and that you can't be with another." Kazuya reasoned, As he strongly disliked the idea of getting a tattoo.
"That doesn't stop thot's (look that term up if you don't know what it means) from trying to get a piece, they love the thrill of a man cheating on their spouse. Plus your body is something girl's also drool over. I know I do." Jun crossed her arms and eyed her husband.
"This is a side of you I haven't seen before Jun." He eyed her as if she were fresh meat, and he wanted a piece. Enveloping her slim, yet curved hips he leaned down and kissed her lips.
"I think I found a new turn-on, your possessiveness over me is hot." The older male's voice was dripping with seduction.
"Would you like to hear something scandalous?" Jun knew that she had him wrapped around her finger.
"And what's that?"
"If you don't get the tattoo that I had chosen for you. You don't get anymore of this." His wife motioned her hands all over her body, just to get her point across.
"Honey, that's not fair!"
"Sometimes I play, sometimes I do."
"You're lucky that I love you, or I would've destroyed you." Kazuya muttered.
"Yay! Thanks baby, you're the best!" Jun cheered and kissed her husband's cheek.
"Let's just get this over with." Pulling out his phone he searched up the nearest tattoo store.
Upon finding the nearest store, him and Jun were off.
Kazuya ushered his wife inside the store, in which he watched as she explained the tattoo.
"Ooh I can't wait to apply the ink to your gorgeous body." The pervy tattoo artist looked Jun's body up and down, he was about to lead her to the ink-operating-table, until Kazuya punched him square in the face.
"That's my wife you imbecile, and you better have extra staff members." Kazuya sniped, his left eye glowed red. The now unconscious and possibly comatose worker was sprawled out on the floor.
"Glenn! You're Kazuya Mishima, what could I do for you today?" A young woman with bright green/blue pastel dyed hair bowed and avoided eye contact with the authoritative figure.
"Aside from that perv, who tried to make a move on my wife, I'd like to get a tattoo."
The younger woman nodded, as she now paid attention to Jun's words.
"He'd like to get a butterfly tattoo with pink and purple outlines. It shall be drawn here." She pointed to the centre of his lower back.
"Certainly. If you'd both follow me please."
Screams and shouts filled the small room, Kazuya clutched on to the table's edge as the needle touched his skin.
Whipping out her phone, Jun recorded Kazuya's cries and screams and sent it to Jin, with the text, "he can take hits from you and your grandfather. But he can't handle needles."
Sending the snap to her son, she locked her phone and awaited his reply.
Kazuya's phone lit up as he saw Jin had contacted him. Unlocking his device he opened his son's snapchat.
"Why are you getting a tattoo?"
He typed back, "your mother wanted me too. She blackmailed me. She said if I didn't get it, there'd be no more sex."
"Okay too much information thanks dad."
Opening Jin's last message, Kazuya felt no need to reply and placed his phone back in his pocket.
The raven-haired man felt the needle being lifted off of his back as the younger female with dyed hair gave his lower back a wipe and explained how to take care of the tattoo, so that it doesn't get infected.
Once the married couple was ready to leave, they weren't charged for their tattoo service as Kazuya's presence was more than enough of a scare.
"Thanks for doing this for me honey." Jun linked her arms with Kazuya's and kissed his cheek.
"You're welcome, my love. I better prepare myself for the next tournament.
Because everyone will see it, and I will destroy them if they laugh and or comment." He smirked and clenched his right fist as sparks enveloped his hand.