Error POV
I grabbed Ink with my strings. He looked at me with a blank stare and didn't even try to escape. I got him back up to me and while sobbing, I held him close to me.
  "Don't do that again l." I begged, crying more.
  Pj and Gradient hugged him to.
  He didn't even flinch. I felt his breathing. It was fast and didn't seem calm. The next few days were hard on all of us. We couldn't leave him alone because there was so many things he could do to end it. I think out of all of us Pj was having the hardest time with it.
  One night I laid in bed with Ink and to my surprise he cuddled up to me. I smiled and carefully put my arms around him. Then he moved away. I sighed.
  "If I don't touch you will you come back to me?" I asked.
  He looked at me with his big, sad eyes and said nothing. Still, he came closer to me again.
  "...can you say something for me? Just... one word? I want to hear your voice." I requested.
   It took him a minuet to think but he closed his eyes and said
  "I love you." In a quiet and shaky voice.
  "I love you to... please, Ink for all of our sakes don't do that again. We all love you to much to live without you."
  "...your lives would be better without me."
  He rolled over, still close to me and slowly fell asleep. In the morning he woke me up.
  "Good morning Inky." I said.
  He wasn't making eye contact with me.
  "Nightmare called your phone. He wanted to see you."
  I checked my phone and sure enough a missed call and a text saying he needed me. I rolled my eyes and groaned. Then I looked at Ink, hiding his arms. I grabbed his arms, pinning him to the bed.
   "This early?" He asked. "I mean, I'm down but I should really take a shower."
  I looked at him with a stern look.
  "Oh... you wanna check."
  He went silent and we both waited in that position for a few minutes until Pj came in. He looked at us... and slowly backed out.
  "Grey! Don't go in their room!"
  "Ew!" They yelled to each other.
  Ink pretend to laugh but I still wanted to see if he had done anything.
  I took off his shirt, fresh blood ran down his arms. My eyes widened and tears came to my eyes. Dammit! Dammit! Dammit! I covered my mouth with my hands and he quickly sat up, put his shirt back on, and went downstairs with the boys.

Ink POV
  "Look what you've done dumbass. Now you've made him worried. You'd be better dead." The thought echoed in my head until Pj spoke.
  "That was fast." He said.
  Gradient elbowed him in the arm.
  "Ow!"
  They started play fighting. I watched for a while until Error came downstairs. He hugged me and kissed my cheek.
  "I'll be back soon. I'm going to see what Nightmare wants... go clean your cuts and I'll bandage them when I get home."
  I kissed him. He kissed back.
  "Boys." He said, raising his voice.
  The froze and looked at him.
  "Yes?"
  "Help him. I'll be back soon."
  And with that, he left. Pj washed my cuts while looking extremely uncomfortable and worried while Gradient went in their room. To drink no doubt. I'm to blame for that. If I had died he wouldn't feel the need to drink anymore. Because I wouldn't be here to worry him.
  "Jesus you cut deep this time. Papa I thought we talked about this..."
  I hugged Pj. He hugged back.
  "Can... you go get your brother?" I asked.
  He nodded and took out his phone. I then got a text from Dream saying that we need to fight. I quickly ran out the door and teleported to the battle. He and Blue were in the middle of fighting Nightmare and Error. I saw Nightmare about to stab Error for some reason but... if I can't get away with suicide...

Error POV
  I turned quickly as I heard the painful screaming of my husband. Nightmare had stabbed him straight through the soul. I screamed in terror and grief knowing he wouldn't survive.
  He fell into my arms and I sobbed over my dying love as blood trickled down his face and torso.
  He cupped my cheek with his hand.
  "Now you don't have to worry."
  He turned to dust and I saw Pj and Gradient standing with Blue and Dream.
  I looked at Nightmare. He was smiling. That bastard was smiling. I was shaking with anger and sadness. Pj and Gradient showed him no mercy in harming him. I just... stared and the pile of dust, and the hoodie he wore in my hands.
  I...I can't believe it... he's...he's gone. The only person I could ever love is dead. By my supposed best friend's hand. I didn't know how to respond I just sat there in disbelief crying and shaking and thinking and hoping this was all just a bad dream.
  But... no matter how much I hoped or thought... he was really gone...
  "You know... I could bring him back."