Prompt: Tattoo artist AU
Every morning when she opened her shop doors, Helen caught the eye of the florist next to her doing the same: he was quite handsome in his tailored suits, with spiky brown hair and an infectious grin that always made Helen start her day with a smile.
One afternoon, after setting down an elaborate floral arrangement on her counter and stammering for about thirty seconds, Nikola finally swallowed and said, hoarsely, "I'd like a tattoo, please."
Helen smiled, leaning over and taking his hand, saying, "No, you don't - you want a drink, and I know just the place."