𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈𝐧𝐤 | Ink Bendy x Depressed! Reader

TWENTY-EIGHT: Confession

"(Y/n), toots. Wakey-wakey."
Bendy gently shook me awake. A soft groan escaped my lips, "Is someone dying?" I murmured. My eyes opened to find Bendy hovering over me. A blush immediately came to my face as I sat up, which only brought me close to his chest. I looked up at him. He smirked, his tail wagging, "Good morning!" His arms wrapped around me as he cheerfully spoke, tail still wagging behind him.
I couldn't help but smile, "What's got you in a giddy mood?"
His smirk grew slightly. One of hands moved to caress my cheek, which made my blush more red. He chuckled softly, "I got something planned for us today."
"Oh?" I tilted my head, raising an eyebrow. I hoped he would say more of what he was planning, but instead he stood up, lifting himself from my bed.
"Come, I've made breakfast!"

I dragged myself out of bed tiredly, following Bendy out of my room. There was sign of Sammy anywhere; he wasn't sulking on the couch like usual. I glanced at Bendy, who continued making his way to the kitchen cheerfully. On closer inspection, I could see in his body language he was nervous. What could be making him nervous? That's the question I'm asking myself.
There's something going on.

I went up beside Bendy as he handed me a bowl full of chicken noodle soup with a nervous yet excited smile. I grabbed the bowl from him with gratitude. He began to lead me to the throne room. As I followed him, I ate my soup in small bites that turned to big ones. Once we reached the throne room, my soup was almost done, the only thing left being the broth. I ended up ditching the spoon and just chugged it.
In the throne room was a pacing Sammy. The prophet looked up and softly smiled at his lord, to which Bendy smiled back and seemed to relax his tense body.
So this means Sammy's in on whatever Bendy has planned. That gave me a slight nervous feeling, so I began to chew the inside of my cheek.

Without a word, Sammy slowly left the throne room, which confused me. Why would he go into the throne room just to leave? To see Bendy for a second? I think that's it, but why? I'm so confused.

There a small splish sound as Bendy opened the portal. He turned to me and spoke, "After you, toots."
I couldn't help but smile, leaving my confused thoughts behind me and entering the portal, which led to what I think was the music department but a different area of it. An area I've never seen before.
It was much like the one room we usually visited, but this area had more rooms leading to more storage and offices. Instruments were scattered all around the floor, some broken or shattered and some rusted from age.

"Messy, isn't it?" I turned to look up at Bendy and smile.
"Yeah." I began to chuckle, "Is this what you wanted to show me?"
"No, it's past here." Bendy started making his way in front of me, avoiding the little pieces of a broken violin. He turned back to me for a second with a smile, "Follow me!"

I listened and followed, doing the same as him and avoiding all the broken instruments. The more we walked the more I could see ink puddles everywhere, scattered around the floor and walls. Even the ceiling had some ink on it. Some of it looked fairly new. It was clotted together and glistened as if it was wet. I reached down to touch it, but Bendy stopped me by slapping my hand softly with his tail.
"Don't touch it." He looked at me with a slight concern.
"Why not?"
"Because it's alive."
I paused, letting out a small sound of slight fear. Then I spoke, "What do you mean it's alive?"
He went silent, looking toward me as if I'd know the answer.

I looked at him with a remaining curious look. He sighed softly, "Where do you think that creature came from yesterday?"
I kept clear from the ink after that.

After a minute of walking through the ink-stained, messy hall, we reached a door leading to an unknown room.
Bendy pulled out a pair of keys and struggled to find the right one for the hole.
"Where'd those come from?"
He looked up at me and smirked in a way I've never ever seen him smirk before. Seductive. In a joking way, but still- seductive.
"Do you really want to know?"
I shook my head hastily, which made him chuckle. After another minute of Bendy fighting with the keys, he managed to open the door.
"Wow! That was so fast! The fastest I've ever seen someone open a door!" I exclaimed in a happy sarcastic voice.
"Shut up." He playfully growled.