Ink's Point of View

I awoke to find Error hugging me loosely around my waist and me laying on his chest, hearing and feeling the steady breaths of air he was expelling. There was this sensation that I had from last night when me and Error 'toyed' with each other, which gave me that slightly playful and renewed feeling. It was early in the morning, due to how much light there was in the room and the alarm clock on the side table had read 5:27. Figures. His arms were warm and comforting against my slightly cold figure, making me snuggle into the others ribcage for warmth. He shifted in his sleep and readjusted his arms to where they covered my lower back and shoulders slightly. I sighed happily and rested my head on his shoulder, smiling softly as I heard the heavy puffs of air exit his mouth while I listened to the soft snores. "..maybe i should wake you up.." I murmured as my hand had trailed under the others jawline, gazing at the half bare glitch that had softly embraced my torso. I guess I had slightly awoken him as well, hearing a soft hum and a soft, but sharp intake of air from him. Trying to play it cool, I pretended to have only tried to get more comfortable on him and was still mostly asleep. Unfortunately, he wasn't buying my act. Error had actually sat up with me in his lap and crawled under the blankets, causing me to giggle quietly as I wrapped my arms around his neck. He silenced me with a tired kiss and a soft whisper of, "..not now, it's still early...sleep..". I had opened my mouth to protest quietly, but I saw how drowsy the other skeleton was and felt the warmth of the blankets, therefore I didn't reject the offer. With a soft smile, I nodded and lied down next to the sleepy Error, drifting back off to sleep again.

* Small time skip to where he wakes up . . .

I sniffed softly and cracked my eye sockets open a small amount, yawning quietly into the other skeletons chest as I awoke. When I pulled away from the comfy embrace to observe Error's face, seeing that he was still asleep. I only slept for maybe two hours, as now it was 7:42. "..you're really not a morning person, are you..?" I whispered as I sat up, stretching my arms and back with the same sensation from last nights sex still hanging around. I slipped out of the covers and to the floor to see that my chest was nearly completely healed, as well as my soul, seeing it without the strings holding the energy source together. Error had rolled onto his side and faced the wall, wrapping his arm around the pillow as he continued to sleep. I pulled a shirt over my head and pushed the fabric down to conceal my ribs that were covered with marks. Scars and indentations from the dog that was sleeping as of now. I snickered at the thought of him as a dog, but it was rather true, he does bite and lick from how I was treated last night. Both hard and soft, which I do kinda like, but that's besides the point. I fixed my shorts and hopped onto my bed, snatching my drawing pad to sketch out something to kinda waste my time as I thought it would be kinda nice to wait for Error to wake up. I had started to doodle random things that had come to mind when I looked around the room, drawing most things with ease. But those were inanimate objects, which were easy to draw in general. Moving items—people for example—are difficult and challenging, but have I really turned down a challenge here? "Let's try sketching you out.." I mumbled as I turned to face the sleeping being, who was slightly cuddling with the blankets he had on his bed. Precious..

I started with the base of the head and the basic formation of the blankets that covered most of his chest, keeping it slightly rough to kinda get a feel for the design I had in mind. I continued to draw on the circles for his face, which was a lot harder than I expected, but that was supposed to be the main challenge. It's Error. However, due to my misfortune, he shifted to a new position during his rest. "And I just got your face done too.." Were the words that passed out of my mouth before quietly ripping the paper out of the pad, stopping when I saw Error slightly frown at the sound of tearing canvas. Shit I need to a bit quieter, can't lose this chance of drawing him as he slept. Sighing softly and quickly flipping to the next page, I started to draw out the glitch's arms and chest to capture the details of the bone. Upon studying his facial features and capturing his facial expression, I finally drew the face with some difficulties of the small bugs that had passed over his face or a portion of the skull. Sketching isn't what is all cracked up to be, sadly. Error hummed softly and turned away from me once again, leaving him to turn his back to me. No matter, I already had his previous position on my paper to work on. His left arm was lying above his head while his right was over his ribs and dipped beneath the blankets of his bed, whilst his head was facing me at the time. Error was sleeping peacefully for the several moments as I was sketching out his figure, smiling to myself as I put the now shaded in drawing of him back on my desk.

There was a soft groan from Error, causing me to divert my attention to see what was the matter as I walked over to the distressed being, who had shifted onto his stomach with his back . . . Brighter than usual. I saw there were several scratches over his back from my own doing last night, which were slightly brightened to a grey over his blackened bones. I gave a soft hum as I lightly drew a hand over the marks, climbing back onto the comforter to trail over one of the many marks I made with my fingertips. Error jumped and snapped awake from feeling my hands on his spine and ribs, letting a surprised gasp out. "Whoa, Error, it's me..! Relax.." I quickly said to comfort him, seeing that it had done the trick as he sighed heavily and flopped back down onto his stomach. "..don't do that, it kinda freaked me out.." His murmurs had trailed off when my hands went over the thin, grey lines. "Sorry, I didn't mean to.." I placed several pecks over the scratches to hear a pleased sigh from him, allowing me to continue my treatment. Eventually I had reached his shoulder blades that seemed to be more or less sensitive to the kisses I planted on his back, hearing a soft moan from Error that was slightly muffled by the pillow. I couldn't help but chuckle at the still tired skeleton willingly being the bottom as I went over his ribs, straddling his pelvis and lying over his back with a smile. He readjusted his head to look at me with a smile, chuckling at how I was sitting.

"Why'd you wake me up, Ink?"

"I felt like it."

"Asshole. Even after how I treated you last night~?"

"After how you bit me like that~? Thought I could repay you by at least rubbing over your back to help with those scratches." I kissed the back of his neck, hearing a playful growl from the other.

"And I thought I acted like a cat, Ink, but you proved that wrong from seeing my back like this."

"Well I know you're definitely a dog, Error, and I have proof ranging from my neck to my spine and tailbone."

"Pfft. You were clearly enjoying yourself~."

"Shut up, you were too~."

After saying that, I met him in a tender kiss with Error smiling. I felt him move beneath me to continue the kiss without breaking it, placing his left hand on my cheekbone gently. I tilted my head towards his hand to deepen the kiss, gazing into Error's eye sockets lovingly. He smirked slightly and dragged his second hand—which I had kinda forgotten about—down to my tailbone, surprising me greatly to open my mouth to a small degree. His tongue slipped in to roam around my mouth, only to be put to a stop by my own as I pushed against his roughly. Neither of us were to back down from the war he initiated, rolling over and pushing with our tongues colliding. Since I had control last night, I backed down to let Error win the battle with a low hum. As his tongue ran over my teeth slowly, I slightly sucked on the deep blue magical tongue to hear a low moan. We both pulled away with several soft pants, gazing at each other's eyes. Error laughed softly and wound his arms around my waist, pressing his forehead to mine. I couldn't help but laugh as well, curling my arms around the destroyers neck and shoulders, smiling childishly. "What time is it?" He said quietly as he glanced around the room, trying to catch a glimpse of a clock.

Directing his vision back to mine with a single finger, I chuckled at how his eyes bored into mine with a devious smirk. "It's time for you to wake up. That's what time it is." I said sarcastically, pecking him quickly and climbing off of his lap with a smile. He practically yanked me back into bed by my waist with a groan of annoyance, pulling me back to his lap with a smirk. As he had done this, my back now against his ribs with my pelvis resting over his. He spoke into the back of my neck with his right hand left wandering my side, grazing his teeth over my neck vertebrae. "Liar, it's only a quarter after 9. And it's gonna take a little more than kisses to get me up~." "Really~?" I whispered back to him, entwining our hands together with a chuckle, "we got class today-" "Oh I hate you so much." Error huffed and sat up, removing himself from the comfortable position to stretch his arms and legs. Laughter rang out from me as I got up once again, fixing my shirt and walking to my side of the room to find a pair of pants to wear out onto campus. Error was also scavenging for an outfit to wear, due to the closing and opening of several drawers and the occasional growl of disappointment. I had slipped into another shirt and a pair of jeans, turning around to find the destroyer pulling a red t-shirt over his skull to cover his slightly marked ribs. Apparently he noticed my staring as he winked with a light smile, going over to his bed to slip his shoes on. A soft scoff left my mouth, grabbing my paint-splattered scarf and wrapping it loosely around my neck.

Despite I was technically the first up and mostly dressed, Error seemed to have been just finishing up with dressing himself for the day, while I have yet to grab my shoes and jacket. "Hurry up. Don't wanna miss out on your first day for your classes." He spoke in a teasing tone towards me, smirking as I hastily tied my jacket around my waist and pulled my shoes on. I huffed and quickly walked past the other skeleton, opening the door to the outside. He chuckled and walked close behind me in his black jacket, following me to campus. "Where are you gonna head off to as soon as I reach the art department?" I asked, smiling warmly at the once nearly emotionless and cold being. Error chuckled softly at the question and simply replied, "Coding and engineering. Either that or Athletics." That wasn't all too surprising, since he found my number just by indirectly breaking into my phone contacts to track me down. After several moments of just chatting and walking, I approached the building to where I am supposed to be located at for my courses. Error gave a slight wave and walked towards his own destination, flashing a light smile towards me. He's heading to engineering, I guess. Or coding. Yeah. I walked into the large building and saw the bright colors of the hallways that seemingly lead nearly anywhere, pictures and paintings galore.

My attention was grabbed when a human woman had cleared her throat, gesturing me towards the wooden desk. "Excuse me, sir, do you have a course here or are you just shadowing today?" I chuckled quietly and walked to the lady, smiling warmly. "I do have a course, actually. With Mr. Tess?" She scanned through the computer, typing and clicking every so often, then turned back to face me with a smile.

"Ink, correct?"

"Yes."

"You have missed two days of the session, unfortunately, but I'm guessing you were one of the many monsters that were attacked by the group of Anti-Monster mob that came through the other day. Due to the cuts and bruises on your neck, I'm guessing."

I nodded shyly and looked away, sighing quietly. Only half of that was true.

I know monsters have only just broke the barrier a few months ago, but why did they decide to strike now of all times?

"But if you explain why you were absent for your course, I would hope that Mr. Tess would let you off for your first day in his course."

"I will do that, thank you so much."

"No problem. Mr. Tess is in studio 2, corridor C and begins in a few minutes. I'm glad you're feeling much better than before at least."

"Thank you, again, it really is nice of you to do this for me."

I went off to see this 'Mr. Tess' figure I'm to be learning from, paying attention to the signs directing me to the specific room.