Ink sighed, error had been at work all day and he's been left alone. He looked at his phone that was next to him on the settee. He can't call anyone, blue and dream are celebrating and everyone was busy. His phobia was triggering him and he felt like curling up into a ball and just crying, maybe even killing himself. No.. He can't. He closed his eyes and tried to relax for a second.

The door clicked and ink immediately snapped out of his dazed sobbing. He looked over at his husband, error. He looked a bit different. His shirt was only half done up and he looked a mess. "O-oh, ink. I thought you were at dream's tonight"
"Thats tomorrow..Its valentines day, i made a cake for us"
"Oh.. Um-"
"Love, is something wrong?"
Ink was confused, who said that? The voice was familiar but- lust walked from behind the door and kissed error's cheek. Oh.. So thats why he's late.

Ink shot up, he was still sobbing and error still hasn't come home yet. He sighed and got of the settee he had fallen asleep on. He walked into the kitchen to grab a glass of water but he was error, waiting at the table with two plates of dinner already severed and two glasses of red wine.

At that moment ink forgot everything about his nightmare and just focused on the love of his life.

"Happy Valentine's Day ink"