Circling Love (ErrInk)

Chapter 3 - Party

Ink's POV

I always found it peaceful to admire the paint strokes filled with different emotions. Some held the emotions of love while others had the sinking darkness of sadness. This is one of the reasons why I loved art.

I was in my museum, teaching people about the history of different cultures and stories behind art.

Suddenly, a deep voice broke my thoughts.

Error: I would say that the painting is intriguing but my eyes are... distracted by something else.

A long sigh escaped me.

Me: Stop flirting with me, Error. I'm working and besides... that flirt was a not good one.

I whispered and glanced at him for a second. An idea came to me as we stared at the painting together.

'Maybe can I flirt with Error a little bit. I do have a crush on him but I don't want to inflate his ego.'

I turned towards him, slightly leaning in and placing my hand on his chest. Error gave me a look of surprise and blushed lightly.

Me: But if that was more creative, maybe it would have actually worked~

The smile on my face caused Error's blush to become more apparent. I straightened his suit, moved my hand down his chest before walking away. He voice called after me.

Error: Where are you going?

Me: I have to get ready for a masquerade event tonight.

(Time Skip)

I walked through the large room as I looked at the several people that wore masks. Everyone was dancing to the music, dressed beautifully for the occasion.

My hand grabbed a glass of champagne and I took a sip of it. I needed to hide as much as possible so I could search for the object that I was attempting to steal. Luckily, the black mask on my face helped greatly with blending in.

Once the glass was empty, I placed it on a tray and walked along the edge of the room. I stopped and looked around and thought quickly about my next step of the plan.

I suddenly felt hands on my waist. I didn't have to be startled as I knew it was Error. He always knows where I am somehow.

Error: What are you stealing tonight, Inky?

He whispered quietly behind me. I turned around to see the man that I secretly liked. His face was fully covered with a white mask, hiding his distinct facial features.

Error kept his hands on my waist and I placed mine on his shoulders, beginning to slowly dance with him. I looked around to see where the guards were located. A certain door had two which told me that's where I needed to go. Error seemed to notice as well.

Error: Are you sure about that? You could get caught.

Me: Of course I'm sure. The bloke that I'm stealing from deserves it. So don't try to stop me.

Error: I wasn't planning on it but tell me more. I am now interested.

He said while slowly dipping me. When I was pulled back up, I explained myself.

Me: His name is William Bulnivich. He's a millionaire but also a complete twat. He hosts events to raise money and promises to give all of it to charity. All of it's a lie. He uses the money to buy expensive luxuries that he could already afford.

Error: I see. Well, I won't stop you this time. In fact I am willing to help you.

I scoffed.

Me: You expect me to trust you?

Error quietly laughed.

Error: If you didn't, then why are you dancing with me?

Me: I want to blend in.

Error: But that also gives me to a chance to stab you in the back quite literally, which I haven't done.

Me: ... Fair enough.

The taller didn't say anything else, only continuing to hold me in his arms as we swayed to the music.

  The song stopped and everyone departed to grab themselves refreshments and appetizers. It was time to put my plan into action which Error seemed to notice.

  He didn't let me go, only held me tighter. He leaned in to kiss me, I couldn't nor didn't want to resist it. Our lips connected but I kept myself from leaning into it.

  Error pulled away, resting his forehead against mine and whispered.

Error: Try not to get caught.

Me: I never get caught.

  A cocky smile appeared on my face. He laughed silently.

Error: I will help you from afar. Please Ink...

Be careful