We were just friends

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Error looked down at his childish partner with the ire of ten thousand suns.

Ink silently stared up at him with an awaiting position that left him submissive.

Error's anger was a fearful sight to behold, cold, yet filled with burning fire. But there was something about it that was strangely attractive to Ink.

Maybe it was the fresh refill messing with his emotions, but curled in that helpless pose awaiting whatever punishment Error would no doubt have for him. It aroused him greatly.

Ink remained silent at he appreciated the sight more intimately.

A deep frown lightly curving his features.

His 'eyebrows' arched downward in an unmoving linear pattern.

His shoulders stiffened in what Ink once knew as Error's fighting stance, now only a detail to his suppressed aggressive.

His hand subtly rubbing the curve of his stomach, in an almost comforting manner.

And those burning orbs of pure rage...

It was something Ink desperately wanted to draw to keep forever.

"Can- Can I draw you?" Ink asked hesitantly.

Soon Error's anger turned into a kind of frustrated confusion.

"What?!"

Ink's unexpected request caused Error to falter in his vengeful intentions, allowing Ink the space to slowly rise to meet Error in the face (as much as he could). The artist made sure to remain submitting to allow Error to have that exciting power over him.

He asked again, "Can I draw you?"

"Can you draw me?" Error repeated as  if it were the dumbest question in the world.

Ink nodded impatiently.

Error looked his lover up and down, choosing to investigate the artist's behavior more closely.

Finally the Glitch's eyes snapped back to Ink's ever changing eye lights, "why?"

Ink hesitated, seeming almost embarrassed. He began and ended multiple unintelligible sentences but ultimately choose silence.

"Please..."

Error's anger was now completely replaced with concern and confusion.

Ink didn't know whether that concern was for him or Error's own safety, which made him feel...shitty.

Ink tilted his head and softened his features make sure to pose any kind of threat.

"Error?"

To Ink's surprise Error leaned in slightly looking deep into Ink's scramble through hearts, drops, and a variety of other shapes.

Error's eyes were lidded slightly showing that he was more relaxed than he was previously. He leaned in even closer.

"Ink?"

Ink gasp without sound. Error's breath brushed against his cheek gently, and his eyes- Stars! His eyes were just as passionate as before, but with something else.

It was something Ink couldn't quite place. Which was unusual considering Error was an open book.

The expression was caught between curiosity and lust.

Ink thoughtlessly decided to go with the later, and kissed him with as much passion as he saw burning in his Glitchy's eyes.

The kiss lasted longer than he expected. Though passionate Ink thought it would be quick.