Error's POV

    I waited outside the restaurant where he wanted to meet me. I rubbed my neck while flipping up the collar of my tux to cover the hickey. It was still there?! How the hell do I get rid of it?!. I internally yelled at myself. I look at my watch. He was definitely late, it was already nine.
    I sigh when a familiar navy blue car parks in front of me. The headlights of the car were bright, slightly blinding me as ink shut off the car. The sound of the engine stopped as the door on the left side swung open. Ink stepped out nervously, a beige tux wrapped tightly around his skeletal body, rubbing the back of his skull. "H-hey, error. I-I didn't really expect you to come..." ink spoke as he looked away. A blush spread across his cheeks.
    "It's fine.....w-well, w-what are we waiting f-for?" I asked, blushing. He nodded, his hand moving toward mine. I flinch at the contact but soon sooth into his gentle grip. A smile appeared on ink's face. It soon turned into a frown.
    "I-i've planned everything out for this date and everything already seems to not fall in place. Palette had a sugar rush before being picked up by his boyfriend and I had to clean the mess he made.." ink spoke, sorrow throughout his tone. I felt sympathy for him.
    "Listen, i'm pretty sure the rest of this night will be fine" I smiled at him gently, trying to reassure him.
    "Thanks, error" he thanked me, leading me into the restaurant. We approached the person at the desk. He cocked an eye brow while staring at our intertwined hands. "Hello! I'm ink, I made special reservations" the guy pretended to look through the book, glancing at our hands every few seconds. I already knew this guy was-.
    "I'm sorry but I do not believe you are on the list, neither does this establishment condone gay couples" anti-gay........yep. Ink looked surprised. Ink's face turned a bright red, noticing anger written all over his face. My own face turned slightly red but contained my anger. Ink on the other-hand. He slammed his fist onto the table, clearly getting the guy and customers attention, about to yell something at the guy.
    "And exactly what do you have against it?!?!" ink yelled, letting go of my hand and getting the whole restaurant's attention. I look around, seeing everyone's head turned to us. The guy started to shudder.
    "I'm sorry sir but i'm going to have to ask you to leave..." ink growled as he lifted his fist from the table. He grabbed my hand harshly, dragging me out the door. Ink sat onto the bench outside after letting go of my hand. He put his head into his hands, obviously sulking. I sat beside him and put a hand on his back.
    "You alright?" I asked in sympathy. He shook his head. "How bout we go to a different restaurant?" I asked another question. He removed his hands from his face, tears staining his cheeks.
    "All the other restaurants are booked....." I looked at him confusingly. "Tonight's valentines and I planned to make this night perfect" I blushed, was it really valentines? I don't pay attention. I snicker.
    "Sometimes plans aren't everything" I wrap an arm around his shoulder.
    "Your really motivational for a strict teacher" he smiled.
    "Heh, sure I am" ink got up and grabbed my hand, taking me to his car. I had taken a taxi so I wouldn't have to worry about leaving my car. I got into the passenger seat as ink got into the driver seat. Ink takes his keys and put it into the ignition. The car starts to shake, rumbling but soon stopping. The car wouldn't start.
    "Come on!" ink yelled. He let go of the keys and landed his head onto the wheel. Now this is just bad luck. I leaned over to the drivers seat and under the wheel. I yank cords out, getting ink's attention. I grab two cords that are open and lightly touch them together, making sparks of electricity fly. The car jolts, turning on the engine and shaking tye car. Ink looked with shock as I pull away from the drivers seat.
    "Just.....don't ask" he nodded happily, wrapping his hands firmly on the wheel. He stepped onto the reverse and we began to roll backwards. After ink pulled out, we began to drive to the next restaurant. We had some small talk, but being as awkward as it was, we didn't talk much.
    We arrived at a place called Mississippi dinner. After we got out and talked to the person at the front desk, they luckily had one table left. We sat down at the fancy table covered in a white cloth. A candle placed in the middle.
    A waitress came to us. She placed menu's in front of us and some silverware carefully wrapped in a soft white cloth. Sh*t. I'm totally unprepared. I sit awkwardly as the waitress introduces herself as ava. It was clear that she was blushing and glancing over to ink quickly. She takes our orders and drinks then soon leaves.
    "You look cute in that~" he spoke as he leaned over the table a bit. I blushed. I had a black tux on, not something that was really special or anything. Ink smiled at me. I nervously smile back.
    The waitress comes back with our drinks, but, they weren't ours. There was a thing of cola and a glass of wine. We both asked for water. She set the wine in front of ink and the cola in front of me. She's trying to get ink to go home with her instead. The wine fizzed with bubbles.
    I attempt to take it but before she left, she accidently bumped the table. The wine glass fell, falling onto ink's lap and staining his tux. The glass broke when it hit the ground. There was a silence among the dinner. Everybody just staring.
    Ink covered his face out of embarrassment. The waitress looked in shock. She quickly got a napkin as she neared ink. He stopped her with his hand and got up from the table. He looked really pissed off. Ink took in a deep breathe and looked to the waitress calmly. "I'll be going" he laid money onto the table after grabbing it from his pocket.
    I had never seen ink this mad, the once energetic and happy art teacher gone. Ink grabbed my hand gently as I got up from the table. He escorted me to the door as we walked out of the dinner. Ink's grip tightened harshly, gripping my hand. Pain shot through my arm as I start to see and hear cracks form.
    "Ouch!" I yelled. Ink snapped out of whatever world he was in and noticed my pain. He let go quickly as I pull my hand to my chest. Ink got in front of me, gently grabbing my spastic hand and inspecting the cracks.
    "I am so sorry, error!" ink apologized. "This night was a disaster" ink confessed.
    "Its alright, besides, one good thing came out of this" he looked at me with confusion. I take my other hand and place it on ink's cheek. I kiss ink tenderly on the lips. "This night only made me fall in love with you more.....

(Request #10)