The Enemies Maid (Ink x The Bad Guys)

Manipulation

The heated moment between Ink and Nightmare lasted a few minutes. Nightmare spent most of that time trying to get Ink to resummon his ecto-body, since he had desummoned it when he started on his beer. Though he didn't end up summoning it for him, Ink wasn't the best at reading body language. Though the enjoyable moment ended with a frantic banging on the king's door. The two pushed away from each other and Ink pulled his dress back down to where it naturally sat in a frantic and dazed state. Cross quickly burst through the door after he heard Nightmare's annoyed 'come in'.

  "Boss, we have an issue." He blurted out, ignoring Inks presence in the room. "Dream and Swap replaced Ink with Fell and Classic. They're on the Star Sanses now!"

  Ink and Nightmare's eyes grew wide at the news. The taller looked at Ink worriedly as he curled up into a ball on the bed. He placed a hand on Ink’s hand and rubbed it lightly with his thumb. Nightmare tried to comfort him through his scared and betrayed whispers.

  "Th-they... fuck... fuck... fuck..." Ink whispered.

  "Seriously? It's been what, less than two weeks?" Nightmare sighed, suddenly getting an idea to make this just that much worse in his head. "I guess they didn't really care about you, I can not believe they think you are so easily replaceable."

  Ink placed his head in his knees, trying to find ways for his mind to wrap around the betrayal he was feeling. Cross plopped on the bed next to Ink and placed a hand on his knee, asking if he was alright. Ink gritted his teeth, how could he feel ok?

  "What!? How do I feel!? How would you feel if the only friends you've ever fucking had replaced you after you going missing!?" He yelled, tears welling up in his eyes as he sat up, shoving Cross's hand off him.

  Ink bit the inside of his mouth, trying not to cry in front of the two people who kidnapped him, one of which he just made out with. Cross sighed and replaced his hand on his shoulder, making Ink look up at him sadly.

  "It's ok. You can cry if you need to Ink. Nightmare likes pain and sadness, and I'm not gonna judge you so, well, cry if you need to." Cross said in the most comforting way possible.

  Ink grasped the thick cloth of Cross's sleeve tightly. He let out a shaky exhale and shoved himself into Cross' chest. Ink started virtually wailing into the tallers chest and Cross pulled him in tightly. He and Nightmare exchanged worried looks before their attention returned to Ink.

  Nightmare sighed and looked down at him sadly. He may have been making up the fact that Swap and Dream hate him to try and manipulate him into joining them. But he was surprised that they actually replaced him, and he felt genuinely bad for Ink. He shuffled over to where the two were and grabbed Ink out of Cross’s hands and he instead hugged him and petted the back of his skill affectionately. He could feel Cross’s confusion but he decided to ignore it, instead opting to pull Ink into his lap.

  Ink buried his face into Nightmare’s chest and continued loudly sobbing. He continued attempting to comfort him to the best of his ability though nothing worked. Cross moved over to the two of them and embraced Ink from behind. The three of them sat there as they attempted to comfort him to the best of their ability. Though after around half an hour of verbally and physically comforting the smallest of the three, he finally calmed down into silence.

  “Feeling better?” Cross quietly asked.

  “No…” he muttered, leaning into Nightmare even more.  “I wanna go home but... I don't wanna see them... I don't wanna go home, but I also do...”

   “It is alright, I know your mind is confusing right now. It is okay though, there is nothing wrong with it.” Nightmare said, still continuing to try and comfort him.