"H-Hold my hand please, my love!" N begged, reaching for the woman standing next to him.

Hilda took her boyfriend's hand, "It's okay N!" She said, "It doesn't hurt!"

N squinted up at her, "You cried when you got yours."

"No- I almost cried," Hilda explained, "There's a difference.

N wiggled in his seat as the tattoo artist at his feet gently pulled the heart shaped stencil off his ankle, leaving behind a temporary purple line.

"You're sure about this neon blue?" The artist asked.

N put on a brave face and nodded. The artist copied his nod and began his tattoo.

N blinked, "Oh! This doesn't hurt!" He chirped, looking up at Hilda, "It's like a Zorua bite!"

Hilda raised an eyebrow, "You let Zorua bite you?"

"He is a ball of fury, Hilda."

Hilda smiled, leaned down, and kissed N's forehead. N purred, but quickly covered his mouth in embarrassment. The tattoo artist frowned, stopped, and looked up at N.

N cleared his throat awkwardly, "S-Sorry..."

The artist looked up at Hilda. Hilda shrugged. The tattoo artist looked back down and continued their work.

~~~

"Ow!" N squeaked as Hilda pulled off his tattoo's bandage.

"The tattoo didn't hurt but this does?" Hilda asked, putting the bandage on the nightstand temporarily.

N smirked, suddenly grabbed Hilda's waist, and tickled her, "Do not make fun of me!"

Hilda burst out laughing, "N-N! S-Stop it!"

N grinned and kept tickling her, "Apologize to me!"

Hilda squirmed under N's fingers, "N-Natural Harmonia I'm going to-"

"Apologize?"

"I-I'm sorry!"

N ceased the tickles and kissed Hilda's temple as she settled in his arms. Hilda giggled occasionally as she tried to catch her breath.

N turned his ankle to look at the neon blue heart on his skin. Hilda noticed and looked at the bright orange heart on her ankle.

"I think we should get matching crowns next..." Hilda said quietly.

N chuckled, "You are already thinking of more?" he asked, nuzzling his face in his girlfriend's hair.

"More like I'm thinking of you."

N blushed, gripped Hilda tighter, and attempted to hide himself in her hair. Hilda giggled and scratched N's hair, which made him purr.

"You're so cute!" Hilda chirped.

N blushed harder and held Hilda tighter.

"Can't...breathe..."

N released her, "Apologies!"

Hilda faced him and straddled his torso, "I love you..." she cooed, squishing his face with her hands.

N scrunched up his nose, "I love you too..."