Art By me - S-a H. Smut in diz chapter.

Deep into the far reaches of the art gallery, the hallway held an ominous air.

A French Gramophone was escalating with old music, letting the sound echo in the desolated Animation Studio. As if moving closer to the source, the reproducer of the Gramophone gently drove on the disk, playing "We'll meet again" by Vera Lynn. Classic.

As the woman's singing voice distortedly played in the background, (Y/n) was working on fixing Boris.

Several tools and instruments neatly laid around next to the (Hair-color) female who was focusing on several Inky parts and organs. The Poor tall wolf, Boris, was still stabled on the metal table with his head hung low. (Skin-color) hands were completely covered in the Black Oily Liquid, feeling almost numb, (Y/n) was trying to bring back Boris by working hours and days. And honestly, it was no fun working on your pal's corpse.

Scatter and clatter kept resonating from the room, as (Y/n) was tightly holding into a spanner, she kept working completely unnoticing the presence behind her.

Bendy Stood up, slowly approached the room while holding a small present behind him , where he spotted his beloved Female Creator passionately working. Her Back was facing The Shorter Toon, enabling him to see her cold and emphasised face expressions.

"Sweetheart~"

Unsensing the proximity, (Y/n) flinched as a sudden right gloved hand brushed her hair locks behind her ear, letting The left hand slowly wrap around The Female's shoulders. The Animator quickly realized it was none other than Bendy, back with his 'comforting' hugs and lovely nagging that he does shamelessly all the time - which was nothing new for (L/n). That is until she felt Bendy placing something between her hair locks meanwhile gentle pressing his chest against her back.

"Huh?"

"Tadaa~ surprize!"

(Y/n) quickly wiped her heads from the ink stains as her hands quickly tried to trail at the mysterious object that Bendy just placed. The Cheeky Devil stood beside his female creator, grinning his full iconic smile, and waiting for (Y/n)'s curiosity to discover his gift.

Gentle (skin-color) fingers carefully trailed at the mysterious object 'what is it this time' - (Y/n) thought amusingly ; feeling the smooth and fragile leaves - the female carefully took The object from her hair.

Placed on her fingertips were flowers.

The flowers are white with the yellow nectar looking sweet in the middle, looking like small white pearls. The others were slightly bigger, with Lapis Blue shades. Their colors are bright and full of life - 'Just like (Y/n)' Bendy thought. Those were real flower - actually living and organic, but where did the Inky Toon even got them in a place like this ?

"Bendy , Where did you get those?"

The smile that had played at the corners of (Y/n)'s cracked lips faded. This flower, while reaching for the sun was a living corpse, it was alive and dead. Without it's roots it's vibrancy would fade sooner than the daylight. It had been three years since she's seen another living organism from the outside, she was rootless, like the bloom, cut off from support and supplies.

"Oh, I just got them from them outside!"

"Yeah, ok- WAIT what?! You've been outside?"

"Well, only 5 minutes ago. I thought that you were overworking yourself again, so I wanted to take you beside the Animation Studio entrance - that's why I'm here! I didn't know this place had so much flowers outside!"

"The... outside?"

It was well known that this street was long ago abandoned after the mysterious crimes that occurred in the Animation Studio ; causing this place to shut down and the street to barricade. No more loud noises and echoes of people's crowd moving along, no more car engines or honking - just silence, giving the spotlight to birds' chirping - thus, one may guess it's safe to just be outside for few minutes without anyone witnessing an actual Living Cartoon Character - since not a living soul was daring to trespass.

"Yes, Dear! Don't you want to relax a little bit with me? We're not going too far ... just few meters away ..."

"But I was working on Boris..."

Bendy's cheerful glee wore off when facing his Dead Pal. His cartoonish eyes trailed to the Open gap, filled with different new guts and mechanical strays - different variations of small instruments were laying on the table, stained with ink all around. Guilt slapped across the Cheeky Devil face the moment he saw the exhaustion visible in those (eye-color) orbs that he praises so much. After forcing those pitiful dead humans from the basement to obey according to (Y/n)'s plan , the poor Female was working day and nights to bring Boris Back.

"Hey, cheer up Darling! Let me help you on it Tomorrow alright? we can just use some of those old Ink Barrels, and pump some ink inside of Boris!"

Bendy quickly wrapped his arms around the Female's shoulders, as he cooed into her ear. (Y/n) gentle melted deeper into his embrace as she decided that he was right all along. She wanted to refresh her mind, to relax and feel the sunlight. She could go up to the rooftop, as she usually does, but (Y/n) declined of the dull idea.

(L/n) train of thoughts were interrupted as Bendy took hold of her chin, stealing a small peek on her lips.

"But right now, you going with me for some fresh air."

(Y/n) Froze. After several days of staying in the dark animation studio, her sharp eyes could barely adjust to the natural sunlight. Ominous yet pleasant silence followed by a soft howls of gentle air and few birds flapping their wings.

(Y/n) stepped her right foot outside of the entrance door, letting her pale (skin-color) feet feel the hard asphalt below her.

The weather is the kind that feels like a kiss of summer without the fiery heat of noon time in August. The grass is a soft green that almost has a hint of blue and in the sky is enough pristine white cloud to show you how beautiful the sky was, how perfect. The lazy wind pushes against the unmown grass like a child sending a dandelion seeds on their way.

(L/n) and Bendy stood outside, few meters away from the entrance door.

"I've never seen so many living flowers up this close! Isn't it wonderful, (Y/n)!!!"

(Y/n) aimlessly sat on the warm asphalt, feeling grateful to sense the ground beneath her. In Front of her , Bendy observed the several Flower Beds that have been fully grown with all sorts of plants. Those Flower Beds used to be taken care of and gentle planted in front of the Animation studio entrance , facing the parking lot. But now, those flowers had grown all the way outside, breaking through the ground a little bit and blocking the way the clearing of the parking lot.

The Inky Toon was shook about seeing so many color up close, meanwhile (L/n) just sat observing the empty isolated street in front of her.

"Yeah ... it is. It seems to be their season right now!"

(Y/n) smiled back at Bendy, spotting the two kind of flowers he picked up for her.

The gorgeous white petals were striking against the backdrop of wooden walls, simply beautiful. The flower's danced gaily in the breeze, a myriad of vibrant colour. For the lady it was an aroma evocative of summers past and it transported her a childhood spent in the countryside. How she missed that scent.

For Bendy , he can never see flowers too many times, He and his Beloved can never tire of their sweet fragrance. Each one is a delicate bloom, no matter if it is a formal garden or a waste land. Their petals are delicate works of art and their hues are medicine for the soul.

"I really love them! (Y/n) , do you want more of these white ones? Or does the Blue ones suit you better? Oh oh oh, look at this pink one~"

The flower that had been a tight bud only days ago had begun to open, already had a deeper blush of pink. Bendy stretched out his fingers to touch the silky pink petals, they were cooler than he'd expected, smoother too. He tried to will it to open faster, to see the beauty that was inside. But nature has it's way, it's timing, and it wasn't ready yet. A few more days of warmth and it would bloom, Bendy just had to wait.

"I want to take all of them!"

"Hehe... don't rip them all ,you silly. Let them bloom and grow."

"Awww... but they're so beautiful- " 

"You know, take just few of them - and make a bouquet. We can put it close by inside."

"Oh! That's brilliant! I'll pick the best ones !"

(Y/n) giggled at The Toon's childish behavior. It was true, he has never seen the outside world and She haven't been out for almost 3 years ; besides the good time when they spent together on the rooftop. Bendy was enjoying the daytime by seeing all the colors that reminded him of his Love - (Y/n). There is something about their beauty He need for his whole being, to be fully living, He wonder if (y/n) felt a bit like that.

"Done - Here!"

The flowers entwined between holding fast in his hands. The petals and leaves gentle bounced as he got up and made his way back to (Y/n). Showing the colorfully collected garland, Bendy sat on (Y/n)'s lap.

"Do you like them?"

"Of course I do, they look so lively!"

Bendy chuckled, satisfied with (Y/n)'s cheerful answer followed up with a genuine smile. Taking in a deep breath , the fresh smell of clean air and flower's aroma reached the female's nostrils. (Y/n) smiled , despite to the horrors she just went through, the scene of the empty sunny street and the Cheeky Demon nuzzling close to her brought her some peace and control to her mind.

"I wish Boris could've seen this."

"Yeah... he really wanted to see the outside..."

"But it's alright... we will put those flowers close by him show it tomorrow, okay?"

Nodding in agreement , Bendy and (Y/n) sat in silence, No words were necessary to exchange as they were enjoying the company of each other.

"I still think that your plan was too much yeasterday."

"But I told you... I'm not doing this for their sake ,but Because-"

"Because we need to Bring Boris and the rest back to life... yeah yeah. I know."

(Y/n) kept her Inky Toon close by, comforting him to agree with her.

The Male Toon stared at (Y/n) from the corner of his Pitch black eyes. Her lips were a pale pink that reminded him of those rose buds he just saw. Bendy remembered every time when she bit her pencil in concentration, drank from her mug, or when she bit them slightly. The Toon couldn't keep up as the desire to feel her lips against his, although they are rough and thin - perhaps she didn't enjoy his? The memory of their dance and direct kiss send shivers down his spine , just the thought of it.

Though (Y/n)'s lips are pretty, it is the feel of them that sends his mind into a sensual state of intoxication. That's why the Dancing Demon would reach toward her face and touch them lightly before the urge to passionately kiss her takes him over. Just the though of her lips ..suddenly becoming sensual-licking , her cheeks becoming flushed with heat and pleasure , her silky (H/C) hair spread like a halo on the pillow as she moved beneath him and -

Bendy gasped sharply , eyes snapping open , his cheeks flushed. The wind is howling , brushing against the silky (hair-color) locks.

"You know, you shouldn't have been so merciful yesterday..."

"To... Joey and the rest?"

"Yes."

"Why... ?"

"They don't deserve you."

Bendy gently leans in and kisses (Y/n).

He kissed her and the world fell away. It was slow and soft, comforting in ways that words would never be. His hand rested below her ear, his thumb caressing her cheek as their breaths mingled. She ran her fingers down his back, pulling him closer until there was no space left between them and he could feel the beating of her Inky heart against his chest. The Inky Toon couldn't resist her sharp breath. He leaned in a little closer, sliding his arm lower to her hips. He couldn't fight against the lustful thoughts that were going through him. Her very smell was flooding his senses now...

"Only I do."

A clear night illuminated only by the glint of starlight and the radiance of a bright moon. At midnight, yellow beams of street lights would illuminate the invading darkness, casting Henry's shadow upon the asphalt.

The 32 year old man, was walking down the street back from his last psychiatrist appointment. For the past 2 years, Henry's shock and anxiety affected him dramatically after the mysterious incident that happened in his previous Job at the Animation Studio with Joey Drew and (Y/n)(L/n). The fact that he saw (Y/n), Joey and many other coworkers that day for the last time ever, still haunted his mind for a long time. Thus for his own health, the Police and His family agreed on registering him on an appointment.

Henry's head hung low, hands tucked in his pocket pants , he was heading back home. The streets were dark and carefree at this sort of hour, ignoring the sounds of some people's footsteps or chats. A black Cherry Turbo suddenly parked not far from Henry's side, as he ignored it and walked passed it.

The Male's mind was clouded with devouring thoughts, letting him forget about the surrounding reality. An echoing sound of a car door closing was heard as footsteps were followed.

"Henry? Is that you?"

Henry's train of thoughts were stopped as he snapped back to reality. Turning back, he never expected to see a well familiar face.

"Wally ?"

The two adult males were sitting inside of a cafe.

By day this cafe is the colour of this warm oranges, it has that shiny look, and the jazz pours out of the open doors along with the aroma of fresh bakery. But now that it's almost tomorrow and the light of the day has been replaced by the unrelenting blackness of night, the frontage is as grey as the smooth concrete sidewalk at people's feet.

"It's been almost 3 years since we met Henry..."

"I missed you too, buddy."

The atmosphere between the two pals was stiff and unpleasant. Wally didn't held his energetic and fun personality within his bright and friendly eyes, but rather held worrisome and deep concern heading towards Henry who was sitting across of him.

" ... Henry? Where have you been lately?"

"Psychiatrist appointment. Last one at least."

"I'm sorry, Henry."

Henry's tired eyes suddenly rose, looking at Wally Franks in confusion. His old friend's eyes were almost tearful, filled with sorrow as if he felt guilty.

"What do you mean, Wally?"

"(Y/n), Henry. I knew I shouldn't have left you two there with that wicked Joey Drew. You, (Y/n), Norman... even Alison and Susie ... they're all gone."

Henry quickly wrapped his hand on top of Franks' shoulder.

"Wally, it was 2 years ago. The case has been closed, no one knows what happened. How do you think I felt about that."

Wally Franks sniffed, as he wiped his mouth with a cloth from his pockets, the male turned his eyes towards the window.

"I understand, I really do. I just wished I never left the city in the first place. Maybe I could've done something... anything to just see them one last time."

This is not outlast.