AU Sanses Boyfriend Scenarios (M4F)

Ink Catch Up

How you met:

Sighing, you opened the door to your home... alone.. as usual...

You instantly went to your books, grabbing one and sitting on the couch, beginning to read. Your eyes glanced along the pages, your focus drifting away from the words...

It had been ages since your ex dumped you... but you still felt lonely. And hurt when you thought about him... you had done so much together, yet you never realised how toxic he was.... not until he tried to act targeted by your parents. They just said during school to not talk to him on the phone.

He said he felt like he was being targeted. You couldn't do it anymore. He was blocked on everything. But even then....

It was then that you realised while reading your mind had been elsewhere and you had to start the fricking page all over. You huffed, hitting the book on your head as a sort of punishment/facepalm.

After another 20 attempts at reading the book, you got... 0 pages further than you were before... nice...

You decided it was beneficial to get out some paints... this would be a good relaxing thing to do...

Placing the book back on the shelf, you sighed, going and grabbing one of your sketchbooks. You had the brushes, the water, the paper... now you just needed the paint..

"Where did I leave the paints anyway....? I haven't used them in a while....."

You stood up, walking around and eventually found them. You had to walk back with them now... slowly and carefully you stepped, watching where you were walking... but you didn't account for dropping a paint and tripping on it.

You fell to the ground, the black paint that was the only one in a jar spilling all over the floor. You flinched, realising you not only had to go buy more black paint, but that you had to clean this up before you went to bed...

"That's not going to be fun.... welp, time to start-....."

The paint began to move on it's own, a large paintbrush tip slicing through the paint a second later.

"AH!!" You yelped, scrambling back into the wall.

A skeleton came out of the paint, closing the portal he just made. He sighed quietly, turning to you.

"Oh my gosh! Um... hi human! My name is Ink..." he smiled, clearly nervous.

He then noticed your terrified expression, and looked at the ground.

"Oh... here..." he used his paintbrush, cleaning the paint and putting it back in the jar, tightening the lid and giving it back to you.

You flinched back, but took the paint. Ink looked at you with a smile.

"Sorry about that... Error was being a pain and I had to get away..."

"Error...?" You thought, confused. But you nodded like you knew what was happening.

"So... what's your name?"

"Oh, um... I'm (Y/n).... it's a pleasure to meet you, Ink...."

He smiled, "Pleasures all mine, human! Mind if I can come back here every once in a while? I have a feeling you could use some company."

"Oh! Uh... sure... I guess..." you smiled lightly.

Ink nodded. That was the start of a good friendship.

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When you become friends:

You smiled. It had been 2 weeks since you met Ink, and since then you had seen him a few times. You both still laughed over your first meeting.