Ink's POV: I sit at my desk mindlessly drawing a random picture. I was in a daze, a really deep one at that. Blush was faint on my face as I thought of Error and the words he shared with me a few days before. The more I mouthed the words the more rainbow blush appeared on my face. I just couldn't stop thinking about him. We were natural enemies before and now I think about him almost every second of every day. How could I not though. To others he might've been a mistake to them or a glitch, but to me he was perfect.

My daze was cut off by a knock on my bedroom door. I jumped slightly making me fall of my chair. I quickly straightened only glancing at the picture in my sketchbook before closing it and pushing some papers under the bed with my foot. "C-come in..." I said stuttering slightly at my embarrassing reaction to a simple knock at the door. Dream stepped into the room closing it behind him. "Hi Ink! Is see you're feeling much better than you were a few days ago!" he exclaimed happily with a smile on his face, his happy aura spreading around my room. I smiled back at him and nodded. How could you not smile back. Dream could always make anyone smile. Not only was it his happy aura, but his attitude was always peppy and cheerful, unlike his brother Nightmare who was negative in every way.

He ran up and hugged my waist. Yes it was true. I was taller then Dream. Blue was also shorter than I was. They were the only two skeletons who were shorter than me. I felt triumphant at this. I was always depicted as 'shorty' which made me just blank faced and emotionless. Knowing that there were others monsters shorter than made me not feel as alone I guess.

I pat Dream's head and he released the hug. He looked at my sketchbook whatcha was closed kind of sloppily. "Oh no...." I thought. "He's going to want tosee it isn't h-"

Dream's POV: I looked over at Ink's sketchbook once I released the hug. It was very sloppily closed and some of it's pages were sticking out. "Oh you were drawing! May I see what you've been drawing Ink?" I said as I began walking over to his sketchbook to open it, until he grabbed it pulling it into his chest. "N-nope! S-sorry D-Dream...." he said his voice stuttering slightly. I looked at him confused. Of course Ink was shy about showing his art to others, but he usually wasn't this protective over his art.

"B-beside the a-art isn't in this b-book isn't e-even really goood...." Ok now he was being ridiculous. Since when is Ink's art never good!? I didn't notice it before, but I realized that he had a bright rainbow blush across his face. I went up to him. "Aww Ink I'm sure it's not that bad!" I reached for the book again and he responded by holding it up in the air. My eyes narrowed slightly at his reaction. Why was Ink acting so nervous. I reached up to grab it bouncing up and down, but Ink had just put it out of my arms reach. I gave up and backed away pouting slightly. I sighed.

"I guess if you don't want me to see it I won't force you...." I put a smile back on my face. "See ya' later Ink!" I said as I left his room closing his door behind me once more. Still the thought wandered. Why was Inka acting so overprotective as if he was trying to hide a lie. Hm? I looked back at his door. I did say I wouldn't force him to make me see it, but now I'm curious. What was Ink hiding?

Ink's POV: I sighed deeply as Dream closed my door behind him. I opened the sketchbook and looked at the picture I had just drew. I had glanced at it before and that was just enough to see what I did. I had drawn a Error on top of me and us both sharing what seemed to be a deep passionate kiss. Not to mention Error had no shirt on. I blushed immensely. Dream must never see this. I wouldn't want to break his innocent soul.....

Done! Yay! Btw thank you all so much for over 600+ reads on this story! Guys that's insane. Once again thank you! ❤️❤️❤️

Word Count: 758 words (because apparently emojis count as words)