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"Heh, sorry," Finley wasn't the type to sit still for long unless he really wanted to. He peered at the tattoo in the mirror and grinned, "Oh, wow. That looks awesome!"

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"Well." He shrugged, a little embarrassed. "I'm glad you like it. Now, do you want the tips I only give to people I actually like for taking care of a tattoo instead of just the basics?"

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Finley smiled, "Are you saying that you actually like me?"

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"Well, that's a duh. I don't kiss people I don't like." Kalian grinned. "So, you want the info or no?"

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"Yes, yes, give it to me," He turned around in the chair, perching on the edge so that his tattoo didn't touch the back of the chair.

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He got a kit out from under the counter he worked at. It was a kit for tattoos - Tattoo Goo, the wash, and instructions. He discarded the instructions and pushed the kit into Finley's hand. "Don't take your bandage off for another two hours. Don't submerge yourself in water for about three days - showers are fine, but no baths, or swimming. Which is why I wanted the date to be on Saturday. Don't walk around without a shirt on, but when you have a shirt on, wear something loose. And don't press against anything."

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"Hmm, so many instructions," Finley clucked his tongue, "Should I sleep on my stomach, then?"

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He nodded. "Stomach, sides."

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"Okay, I can do that," Finley nodded, smiling in satisfaction, "Thanks a lot, Kalian."

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"Give it a couple days and you'll be able to submerge yourself in water and lay on your back." He smiled softly. "Do you actually like it?"

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"Yes, it looks great," Finley smiled at him, cocking his head, "Why are you so worried?"

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"I pride myself on my quality work. I always check." He started to clean everything up. "Come here on Saturday and we'll check on your tattoo and your piercings. Remember, loose clothing and stuff you can swim in. I'll bring everything else."

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He nodded and gently slipped his shirt back on, "What time do you want me here?"

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"Two-thirty in the afternoon?" He suggested.

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"I'll be here," Finley hopped off the chair, feet hitting the floor with barely a sound.

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"Awesome."
He leaned down, cupping Finley's face in his hands and giving him a gentle kiss, barely a brush of lips - chaste, sweet.

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Finley smiled, "That kiss was different."

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"Yes, it was." He smirked. "I'm bottling everything up. It's a coping mechanism."

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"Mmm, should I be concerned about Saturday?" The boy smirked, quirking one eyebrow. His bi-colored eyes glittered with mischief.

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He grinned. "Maybe. Do you want to be?"