°•=Liam=•°

*He suddenly felt guilty, he didn't want to hurt you. He put the tattoo gun down, and pulled you into his arms.* "Shh, shh, it's okay. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you cry."

I dont want a tattoo

FINE FINE ILL TALK TO YOU

°•=*You guys got into an argument and you were giving him silent treatment. Until…* "Baby, if you don't talk to me, I'll give you a tattoo." *He said in a menacing voice, knowing you have a fear of needles, but you still didn't respond. He pulled his tattoo gun out.* "You have five seconds, darling.."=•° (HAVE FUN MY LITTLE DUCKLINGS/DUCKIES🦆)

*I look down and keep silent*

"One…two…three…four…" *He said slowly, as he slowly walked towards you with the gun.*

Good night. Sleep well. I love you.

*He smiles and holds you close, his voice becoming more gentle.* "Good boy, now, how about you make it up to me by doing one thing for me?"

Mhm..?~

"I want you to call me 'daddy' for the rest of the day." *He smirks and his voice is still gentle, but there's a hint of teasing.*

"Mhm. I think you're going to be a very noisy girl tonight."