Prompt 10: Eric Coulter
Although they had never actually spoken, he knew who she was.
Y/N- your name
H/C- hair color
I feel like I’m on a roll and the idea’s just keep swirling in my head and I can’t get them written fast enough. It’s on the short side because I still have to get back to studying, so I hope you enjoy! Oh and I have no idea on what to do for tattoo’s I think I’m like way off, but it’s my perception of how they do this in Divergent.
Eric frowned watching her walking around smirking at the guy on her table, while she held up the tattoo designs. She had never done any of his tattoo’s, but every time he went in she was always busy with another. Although they had never actually spoken, he knew who she was. He knew that it was going to change today.
“Eric? New tattoo today,” Tori smiled, gesturing for him to follow her. Tori raised at eyebrow at him, when he didn’t move from the wall.
“I’m gonna try something new today.” He gestured to the H/C girl in the back. “I know your not a fan of working on necks.” Eric smirked slightly, clenching his fists seeing the guy place his hand on her waist.
“Mhm,” Tori grinned, heading over to the girl Eric kept his eyes on. “Y/N, I’ll handle this. Eric over there want’s neck tattoo’s, your specialty.”
She glanced over at him, nodding slightly. She moved to a different station before beckoning him over. Once he was close to her she smiled at him. “What’s up, I’m Y/N.” She held her hand out to him, he took her hand squeezing it tighter than he should’ve. It was instinct for him to show dominance over others. “Quite the grip you have there. Now Tori said something about neck tattoo’s you have an idea on what you want?”
Eric glanced over her tattoo’s seeing all of the different designs. “Who did yours?”
“I did,” She grinned rubbing her tattoo’s. She turned picking up some designs, offering them to him. “I think these would look good, it’s up to you though.”
“These.” He held up the designed, tracing where he wanted them.
“That’s going to look badass,” She commented, tilting his chin up looking at the designs placing her fingers along where they would be. “Alright,” she set the designs down on his neck. “It’s going to hurt like a bitch, but you look like a tough guy.”
He grinned slightly, when he saw her smile. Usually when he got tattoo’s he would close his eyes, letting Tori do her work, but he didn’t want to now. He wanted to keep his attention on the women who had her sights trained on his neck. He tightened his fist’s feeling the burning and prickling sensation on his neck. “This shit hurts.”
“It hurts to be cool,” She murmured putting her hand on his arm. “It’s almost done, just a few more minutes. Need anything?”
“A drink,” Eric swallowed finding it hard with the pain radiating throughout his throat. She laughed, finishing up the tattoo.
“It looks nice,” She pressed something cold on his neck. “Alright, you have other tattoo’s so you have to know about keeping this clean. But you’re all done.” She grabbed a mirror holding it out to him. “What do you think?”
He glanced over her work, nodding in appreciation. “Looks good.” He glanced at her smirking slightly. He watched her clean up her work space. “Let me buy you a drink.”
She turned raising an eyebrow at him. “Are you asking me out?”
“Yeah,” He grinned at her. “So is that a yes or no?”
She smiled at him, before turning and glancing at the clock behind her. “My shifts over in ten? You willing to wait?”
*Six months later*
“Eric c’mon now, I have to go to work.” She squirmed in his arms, but he tightened his hold.
“Call off…” He replied simply, trying to will her to go back to bed. It was a rare day that he had off and he wanted to just stay with Y/n lounging in bed. “C’mon babe, please.”
She sighed, finally relaxing in his arms. Y/N turned running her fingers over his tattoo, “You’re lucky that I love you.” She nuzzled herself further into his arms. “Do you ever wonder what would’ve happened if you never got a tattoo from me?”
“Well I’d still be asleep right now,” He mumbled out, moving his leg over her’s so she couldn’t kick him. “We’d still be right here.” Eric buried his face into her hair, breathing in her scent.
“Babe be serious please,” She ran her nails across his skin, exactly like he liked it.
“Y/N, when have you ever seen me not serious,” He asked skeptically moving back to look her in the eyes. “Like I said we’d still be here, because although we never talked I knew of you and I would have gotten to you eventually.” Eric moved again pinning her beneath him, holding himself up on one arm not crushing her with his weight.
She moved her arms, linking them around his neck pulling him down to her. “You’re always so careful around me.”
“If I break you then it means careful sex, which you know isn’t my specialty,” He grinned against her skin, kissing the spot that drove her crazy.
“I can handle your weight, I mean everyone knows how I handle your ego. Which is even heavier than you,” She laughed, while he bit down causing her to gasp out. “Eric…”
“Babe,” He mumbled against her skin. She hummed slightly linking her legs around him holding him to her. He glanced down at the barely noticeable red mark, before looking up at her. She was all his and she loved him. “I love you.” Eric watched her smile at his hardly spoken words. She leaned up, crashing her lips to his.