7: Paint my Love

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It's been about a week since Frisk last talked to you, when that happened all you two did was talk about your past lives. Well, just you that is. Frisk doesn't like talking about his, wonder why.

Currently, you were sitting on a chair next to the kitchen table drinking a latte next with your friends. Speaking of friends, you and the others are going around pretty good, Papyrus was getting to talk to you some more, Dream helps you when you try and bake some delicacies, and strangely, Blackladder and Error seems to go out of the house pretty often. Heh, maybe they're just sorting things out, maybe.And Ink? Well, he's back to the old activities, spending more of his time in his room painting or drawing stuff. And well you try to go inside his room, he convinces you to keep out for a while. Welp, looks like your crush is not going to talk to that much anytime soon.You finished you latte and placed the mug in the sink, time to take a shower!

You head to your room and grabbed your (Fav/Col) bathrobe and headed towards you shower room. Locking the door behind you.

(If you're expecting Ink to barge in and see the Reader naked then you're w r o n g haha gottem)


------> Time skip cuz do you want me to write how you shower? No. Haha gottem. I should stop.


You groomed your hair and headed towards downstairs, you were greeted by Error and Blackladder----I uhm, how could I explain this...

Hugging.

Yes, it's not like those normal friendly hugs, it's more like Blackladder trying to hug a rabid bloodhound to might tear her flesh off seconds after.

Like really, Blackladder was hugging him sweetly, while Error's glitches were up to the max. a strong hue of blue covered his cheeks, but the glitches covers most of it all, he was struggling.

"L̴̛͓̟̻̳̃̆́̎̽̿̔́̀̐̈́̓̿̄͛̃̆̑̂͌̄́̋͐͋̉͋̋̄̕͘̕̕͝͝͠-̴̧̧̨̞̲̘͉̝̥͕͚͚̞͎̠͓̪̼̮̣̟̫̻͍̣̩̗̮̼̥̦̦͌̂̇̒͗̐̆̽́̊̊̂͊̓͆̃̌́͂̉̇̋̆͛̂̀̔̚̕̚̚̚L̶̡̰̦͓̭̩̱̠̈̚ͅÊ̶̡̧̨̡̪̺̻̭̳̻̟̫̣̬̪̗̙̥̠̹̳̟̝̱̣̠͔̜̾̏̍͜T̴̛̫͇̝̜̣̞̬͍̥̿̒̈́̒̿͌͌͗̏͛̽̒̀̓̒̋͜ͅ ̴̢̜͎̟̦̠̼͔̯̳̮̣̜̮̤͇̦͓͈̮͊͌͛̏͌̓́̊͆̒͗̀͛̊͗͗͘̚̕ͅͅM̷̧̢̛̯̞̙̩̳͎̝̳̺̥̭̠̘̯̜̞͆̂̋͛̽̅͒͗͐͂̈̍̔̉́̋̇̂̇̊̃̾́̉͗̉͑̕̕͝͝ͅͅÈ̸̛͕̟̭̯͚̙͇͍̀̔̄̽͂̇͐͌͆̀͛̕ ̶̧̧̜͖̠͚͔̹̪͎̺͍͔̲̭͇͙͍͉̙͖̭̫̺̬͙̪̝̻͍̹̫͕̠̹̊̅̒́̍̊͒͊̍̃̌̉̄̑̕͜͝͝ͅG̸̢̨̪̣̗̣̼̦̮̰̗̟̩̲̥̜̙̝͈̉̋̄͗͑̐̓͌̎̓̆̕Ơ̵̡͔͔̬̖͎̤͕̭̟̪̮̪̮̙̳̩͍͗̅̊͂̿͒́̇̈́͛̀̿͗́̈́̈́̽̾̆͗͗̚̕͘̚͜͝͝!̵̧̱̗͓̮̗̻͔̰͚͖͚̞͙͛̕͜ ̶̢̢̢̢̨̡̧͓͕̬̖͕̞̦̲͖̝̘̟͉̼̫̻͓͖̠͎̦̰̺̪̪̜̹͋̾̅̀͛̕͠͝͝ͅA̸̰̻̗̠̣̯͚̱͚̾̈́̈́̈́͌Ä̶̻̩̤́̔̈́̄̓̐̅̃̔͑̿͒̆̈́̌̋̔͘̕Á̶̡̧̧͖̙̞͕͔̣͇̱̩̭͍͒̓̈́̽͋̂̏̅̾͘̕͝͠͠G̸̡̧̨̧͓̹̩̹̼̟̝̪͍͎͎̦̣̺̻̤̱͈̘̰̥̰̞͇̫̱̦̯͔̞̫̀̊̍͒̌̑̃͝ͅḨ̵̛̛̯͕̣̝̺̰̖͖̭͔̪̭̙̳͇̱̣͉͕̃̈́̉̾̆̅̆̍͒͛́͒́̂͛̀̌͘͘͝͝͝͝!̷̡̡̨̛̺̮̗̜̘̲͔̟̣̝̩͚̳̯̰̝͙̗̥̼͓̺̣̥͒͗̈̄̅͗̋̂̑͒̍̿̃͑̈́̿͗̎̈́̄̑̅̿͊͛͐͜͝ͅͅ"

"Not until you calm down first!Plus, when you'll crash, then I'll wait until you finished rebooting then after that, huggies." The fox pouted at the glitchy skeleton.

"Ghhh---Fine..." Error groaned, his glitches decreasing.

"Good boy." She stuck her tongue out, 

"I'm no dog, you dumbass."

"And I'm no dumbass, Mister Glitch-a-Lot."

You waved you wand at Blackladder. "Hi,Blackladder. What's happening?"

"Oh! Well, I'm trying to make this doggy right here lose his haphephobia. He needs some help, that's all. Isn't that right, Error?" She cuddles her victim some more, Error looks helpless in this position.

"...This is why I don't like you."

"Because you love me instead?" She playfully mocks him.

"WH-NO! IT'S NOT LIKE THAT!I...I HATE YOU!"

You giggled at the two's little argument. Ignoring them and heading towards the kitchen. You see Papyrus and Blueberry munching on some food.

"Hey, guys...Have you seen Ink?" You walked over to the fridge, grabbing an apple.

"Oh, he went with Dream. They said that they have something important to do." Papyrus replied.

"Oh, when's he coming back? Quite miss the guy."

Blueberry and Papyrus then glanced at you with a smirk on their faces, before giving a lttle chuckle.

"So my human best friend ____ has a crush on Ink? That's wonderful."

You felt your face heat up at that statement, "Wh-What? No! I just meant that I never even got that enough time to talk to him, that's all. A-And, I still have a lot of questions regarding my universe and stuff."

"Why not ask Error? He's quite good at it."

"I hate to bother the little cuddling session right now, and I still can't tune in into his glitches."

"Yeah, cuz my voice is way too wonderful that my own files can't stabilize it." Error walks in, playing with a yo-yo in his right hand while eating a sandwich in the other.

"Huh? Oh, Hi Error...wait...where's Blackladder?"

"Ink and Dream just came back, so she went and talked with them for a while."

"Really?? Is it okay if I go?"

"Yeah, sure kiddo."

Walking towards the living room, you found Ink alone on the couch, doing absolutely nothing. You walk over to him and sat beside, grabbing the remote to watch some television. You came across a music channel. It began to play a song.


"From my youngest years
Till this moment here
I've never seen
Such a lovely queen
From the skies above
To the deepest love
I've never felt
Crazy like this before,"


You hummed along, oh how you loved this song...How you wanted that special someone one day sing this to you.  You decided to sing along. 

  "Paint my love
You should paint my love
It's the picture of a thousand sunsets
It's the freedom of a thousand doves
Baby, you should paint my love ,"


"Been around the world," Ink joins in your moment, you looked at him as he gives you a warm smile. A duet isn't that bad, right?

"Paint my love

You should paint my love
It's the picture of a thousand sunsets
It's the freedom of a thousand doves

Baby, you should paint my love"

After a session of you two singing a song, you gave soft giggles. Ink had a very smooth singing voice, quite a great partner in duets too.

"Hm, never knew you sing, Inky." You playfully nodged the other, he pats your head.

"Well now you know, hahah." He chuckles, getting in a comfortable sitting posture.

You faintly hear soft chuckles coming from the kitchen. 

What's up with them?

"So, ____. Are you bored?"

"Well, I didn't do anything productive for the past few hours...so yeah."

"Good." He stands up in front of you, grabbing your hands. 

"Follow me." 

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