The Fey

Part 6: Better

I got sick, and still pretty much am. So for one sorry this took so long, and two this is probably not the best part.(But it's at least edited)____
The moment the two of them turned the corner, Error noticed a slight but still noticeable difference in Ink. He seemed happier, better than he had been which also made Error happy.
"Better now?"
"Ya, I am"
Ink gripped Error's hand tighter, leaning on his shoulder and smiling as they continued to walk.
"I love when we do this...it really does make me happy."
"Why do you think I do it?~"
"Oh well I'd hope it'd be to make me happy~"
The both of them lightly chuckled as they approached the market. Stands with colorful fruits and fluffy pastries and breads were displayed every where the couple could look. Along with that there were colorful fabrics and clothes from places Ink wouldn't know, nore would probably ever see. Him and Error walked around, Ink getting a few different foods and throwing them in a bag he had brought with him. They did this for a while and as they did Ink thought of something he wanted to do later.
"Hey Error"
"Ya?"
"Can you get that for me?"
Error looked at what Ink was pointing at, grabbing whatever it was and giving it to him.
"Thanks, I needed it for our lunch"
"Our lunch?"
"If you'd like, because I really would"
"Well of course Ink~ All you had to do was ask... But don't think you have to make anything special, you don-"
"No I want to, besides you'll like it~"
"Never said I wouldn't, just don't want you wasting your money."
"I'm not"
"...Fine, if you insist"
"I do~"
Ink lightly chuckled, smiling afterwards and continuing to walk around with Error. As they did this, Error noticed Ink's eye occasionally catching onto the same thing over and over again. A sweater with horizontal lines consisting of about four different colors, they were mostly neutrals but for around here it was rather colorful. Error kept an eye on the article of clothing with Ink, just until they left. When they did Error stopped, gripping and yanking Ink to make him do so as well.
"Error? What are-"
"You like this sweater?"
Error picked it up and showed Ink the sweater they had both been looking at, him obviously recognizing it.
"I mean sure but I could never-"
"Who said you had to?"
Error reached into his pocket and pulled out some coins. He counted a few and put them on the counter before starting to walk off with Ink and his new sweater. Ink didn't know rather he should feel mortified or flattered about what had just happened.
"E-Error! We have to bring this back- You or I can't-"
"I can spend whatever I want to make my Inky happy~ Besides you will look beautiful in this when I put it on you when we get to your home."
"Don't flatter me, or else I won't be able to make you take it back-"
"Oh you won't be able to even if I didn't~"
Ink groaned a little but couldn't really be mad at Error, only taking the sweater from him and thanking him. Error laughed and picked on Ink a little until they arrived at Ink's home. They both walked in and Ink attempted to immediately go into the kitchen to start cooking, but was stopped by Error before he could.
"Hey, hey, hey, no running off just yet"
"W-Wasn't really-"
"Ink"
"...Fine, what- Mpf!?"
Abruptly, Ink's shirt had gotten pulled over his face, after Error had removed his coat.
"Relax it's just me, besides I said I wanted to see this on you~"
Ink grumbled, about to say something when the new sweater he wanted was pulled over his head. Having no other choice, Ink led his arms through the sleeves and out the ends just as Error finished pulling the sweater onto him. It felt nice, soft on his marked bones...but it wasn't for his wings, that were currently stuck beneath him.
"You like it?"
"Ya...it's just my wings...they're stuck..."
"Oh ya, didn't think about that..."
Fondling around with his belt a small bit, Error grabbed something that Ink couldn't see, having been pulled into Error's chest before he had the chance.
"Just hold still, and I'll fix this when you're making lunch."
"Fix what-"
*RRRIIIIIIIIIPPP- RRRIIIIIIIIPPP*
Ink froze for a moment, first feeling loose threads glide across his back, then his wings get tugged at. He was moderately worried, until he felt his wings leave the space under his sweater and instead lay ontop of it.
"And there, does that feel good? Or is it to tight?"
"Is what to tight?.."
"The holes I ripped"
"Wait Error, you ripped it?.."
Hearing that sad tone come from Ink, Error chuckled, figuring that Ink felt bad or was sad about him doing that.
"I can and will fix it, hell I'll probably make it better for you and your wings."
"I know but still..."
"What? Don't like that I-"
"No I do, but still...you just got this and you had to ruin it because of me and my-"
"Please don't finish that sentence..."
Error, thought already having his arms around Ink, pulled him closer and hugged him.
"Like I've said already so many times, you are beautiful, you're body is beautiful...and it ruined nothing, alright?"
"But-"
"Alright?"
"...Ok...Ya ok Glitchy"
"Good, now arms up"
Ink did as he was told, sticking his arms up and letting Error pull off the sweater he had just put on. Once it was off, Error put it to the side and looked back at Ink...
"I know I've seen your body before but still... I can't get enough of it..."
Error gently grasped Ink's hips, them soft and a different kind of ecto than his. The ecto could be like his, but in its dormant state it was white with all of Ink's markings, it almost resembled or looked like a huge slab of bone or clay just molded and shaped to fit to Ink's body and make his hips and waist.
"I know it's odd, but I like it, it's different"
"That's why I like it to, so-"
"But before you keep talking about me, I should go and make us some food."
"Aw~ But I love talking about you~"
Error nuzzled into the crook of Ink's neck, kissing it lightly.
"And your beautiful body..."
"G-Glitchy..."
The both of them stumbled back, landing on the wall with a thud. Ink whimpered, feeling warm fingers crawl up and down his never used body, a need seeming to grip the host of the hands doing this but it being able to hold them back from acting on that instinct. And even though Ink appreciated that, the over whelming presence's created by the action made a definite impact.
"Please, Glitchy I-I-"
"I-I know"
Slowly, Error pulled away from Ink. Ink could see his body quivering...a feeling of guilt...or fear...or sadness...making him do so... Though he had no reason to, Ink felt bad, so he cupped Error's cheek and leaned close, resting their heads on each other.
"It's ok, it's ok...alright?.."
"I know, but I'm still sorry"
"It's fine, just go fix my sweater and I'll make some lunch."
"Ok..."
"Ok"
Ink gave Error one last squeeze before walking into the kitchen and starting to make lunch. Error sat down on the couch, fixing Ink's sweater rather quickly afterwards...then just sitting there, thinking... He thought about what he did, and how he couldn't control his body...
"...I'm not some stupid teenager, I should be able to control myself... Even though we were that close...like that, I should've known better..."
Looking up at Ink, Error stared at him...his still uncovered body...he was making something that smelled amazing...but Error wasn't focusing on that, only Ink...
"He's so beautiful...his body...his face...hm...his wings...everything he is...is just beautiful, kind, considerate...and I don't deserve any of him..."
"What was that?"
Snapping out of it, Error refocused on Ink who by now was in front of him with a bowl of something... Error stared at him for a moment, he loved him, even with the baggage he came with...he is Error's Inky... But at the moment, he didn't want to get into that, so he didn't.
"Oh nothing"
"Alright, and here"
Error took the bowl offered to him, eating the contents inside as Ink sat down next to him.
"Woah this is really good Ink!"
"Blue's the real cook around here but thank you."
"You're welcome, but before you dig in to much..."
Error put his bowl down, then motioned for Ink to do the same. When Ink did, Error got his sweater again, flipping it over so Ink could see the fresh stitchings.
"This look ok? I don't want it to be corse, for your wings you know?"
"I do, and it looks great Glitchy... Thank you"
"You're welcome, now..."
Error swung the article of clothing around, Ink taking the early hint to raise his arms. He felt the soft cloth slither back onto his bare top, grip at his arms and loosely hang from his body. When Error did that he once again reached through the wholes in the back of shirt and pulled through Ink's wings, them hanging loosely over the knitted top once pulled through. Ink knew he shouldn't love it to much, it was in reality something small...but for Ink the gift, the action...the care...it just made him so happy to have Error in his life like he did...
"...I love you Error..."
"Hm?-"
"I love you, so much"
Ink leaned close to Error and wrapped his arms around him, nuzzling into his chest.
"I love you to... You alright though?"
"I am, I'm just happy...so happy..."
Error put an arm around Ink, handing him back his food as he continued to watch him. He could tell something was up, but he didn't want to dwell on it then, just stay like they were at least until Ink's brothers got home, then...well they would just have to wait and see what happened then...