Us? (Errorink) [On Hiatus]

Chapter 17: 《"Feelings"》

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-=Killer's point of view=-

I was currently organising papers inside Boss' office. After weeks of finishing a few stacks of documents, he finally ended it. Taking a break, for once. I would sometimes catch myself admiring how formal his handwriting is. The meeting had me drained out, although I had a role to do. Placing the last files back in their rightful drawer, I found myself reminiscing on the glass ink pen he had from his birthday last decade ago. A gift. From me... He started using it more frequently once he had it. I felt my cheeks warm up as a small, soft smile stretched on my face. I paused as I started recalling memories of that day. "He acted all so grumpy..." I mumbled softly, chuckling to myself.

"Uh, Killer?" I snapped from my trance. I turned to see Dust peeking from the door. "Boss is calling you. He said he needed you with something." He said, his eyes intimidatingly shimmering from the light creeping through the curtains. "Thank you. I will be there." Without another word, he left, leaving me to myself in thoughts. 'I will finish this, do what the boss desires me to, and have a long rest... simple.' I spoke in my mind slowly closing another drawer. 'Breath... one, two... three.' With no hesitation, I left the boss' office, closing the doors from behind me.

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_" What do you wish me to do, boss?"

A sigh came from him, facing his back towards me.

_" Report."

I fiddled with my fingers, reminiscing my past assumptions and observance towards Kira.

_" I do not have any useful information to report for now, boss. I have been asleep..."

He took a step closer towards me.

_" Have you rested well?"

He asked, his voice having a hint of comfort.

_" Yes, boss. Thank you for asking.

I spoke out weakly.

_" I see...

". . ."

_" W-What else do you need, boss?"

_" Please refill my cup with coffee.

_" Understood."
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-=Error's point of view=-

"What." Reaper growled, looking up from the paper, holding a mug of coffee from the other. "YoUR gUesS wAs cOrR3Ct." I said sarcastically, taking a bite from my chocolate. He inhaled some air before taking a sip from his coffee, then placed it back on the small circular table in front of the couch he sat on. "I am an uncle of a child right now?" (He does not know Cross has a child with Dream.) "Se3Ms lIk3 iT." I replied, glancing at Pj, who was softly asleep on me. How adorable. "Well, how is Ink going to take this then?" He said, resting his spine on the couch.

"I dO nOT kNoW, AlThOuGh I hOp3 hE wOuLd b3 hApPy AbOuT It..." I mumbled loudly for him to hear. Repear sighed once again, sipping from his coffee. It was very late. The usual time he would come home is around nine pm, and now it is past ten.

"Error! I am home! Sorry for being la-" Ink suddenly stopped on his tracks the moment he saw Repear. "Oh, older brother? What are you doing here at this hour? You are going to make Goth and Geno worried.." He stated, placing down his 'broomie' and then sat beside me, crossing his legs. "Do not worry, Ink. Geno knows I am here merely visiting you." Repear replied. "Well, Ruru dear, how was the visit to Sci?" He asked, drawing his attention towards me. "Here..." Repear said, passing him the paper. Moments of him staring at the paper, he covered his mouth with surprise, his eyes slowly streaming with tears.

"I-InK!" I spoke through shock. I gently laid Pj to my side, then hugged Ink gently. My glitches worsened, but I paid no little attention to it. "I-is this t-true Ruru...? He asked, his teary eyes showing an expression of dread.
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-=Ink's point of view=-

"I-is this t-true Ruru?" I softly asked, I was dreading to know the truth. My hopes of having a child with my ꒒o̸v҈e͟ had now become reality... "Ruru.. p-please be h-honest.. answer m-me..." I begged through sobs. "Y-y3S... iT is tRu3." I had never felt so much joy for so long... I think I'm going to throw up... I hugged him ever so tightly as I hicupped, slowing my tears. "InK... pL3aSe cOntRoL iT." He said with sarcasm. I chuckled, letting go. Oh dear. I ran towards the bathroom, throwing up with ink.
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-=Nightmare's point of view(heh octopussy-)=-

I blankly stared at Killer as he announced multiple activities, special documents, and the upcoming mission. "And that is all..." He said, scribbling onto the clipboard, marking what it needed to be. "Great. Anything else?" I spoke, making direct eye contact towards him, his cheeks visibly showed a shade of red. "None boss. I will announce the others to prepare for the upcoming mission tomorrow. Although there is a small disturbance on one of my teammates." He said. "And who or what may that be?" I growled darkly, noticing him shake from my voice. "E-Error will need to deal with Ink for tomorrow. He can not leave without him knowing." He stuttered. His voice showed a hint of fear but had a soft tone. "Are you informing that Error may halt for attending the mission?" I made my voice soften. Yet it still sounded deep. "Y-yes boss..." He stuttered weakly. I sighed as I drank my coffee.

The silence was comforting with the moonlight shining dimly from the dark sky. The lanterns flame, dancing gracefully from its shielded glass reflecting the warm light across the room. From the past decades, I have had strong feelings and emotions rushing through me whenever I would have a chance with Killer. It seems that this emotion/feeling monsters would call as 'love' engulfed me thoroughly every second near him. It felt so intoxicating having to hold him lightly with my hands. This emotion was also mixed with 'lust'. My feeling of dread having him to be with me, to connect his lips with mine, having to grind that small waist was... addictive. I had full control of myself. My simple plan was to slowly approach him to gain a strong aura of trust and comfort. I had already achieved that. With years of being simply patient, I had now the chance to make my move.

"Killer, I have heard a rumour coming from Dust. I would like to ask you about it." I said, standing up from my chair walking in front of him. His height made a big difference from mine. "W-what is this rumour you are referring to, boss...?" He softly spoke. "I heard that.. you have taken interest from me. Is that true, Killer?" His eyes widened in shock, his cheeks being hotter than it was before. "I-I how d-did he -" He stuttered. "I need an affirmative response, Killer." I spoke out coldly.

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"Do not test my patience, Killer." I was feeling impatient. Yet I have to control myself. "I-it is true.. I have taken interest in you..." He hesitantly spoke out softly, lowering his head signifying defeat. "I see." I held out my hand to his chin to make him face me. Our lips only inches apart. I could feel his aura of tension intensify, making me stretch a small smile. I stared at his lips for not too long until I started to slowly lean in. Killer, being fully aware, seemingly moved his eyes to mine and to my lips on in repeat. I could hear his soul beat faster than the minute passes by. Soon, I connected my lips to his. The sensation made me melt ever so deeply. I took ahold of his fragile waist, pulling him closer, wanting to feel his warmth press against me deeply to satisfy my feelings of dread. We both parted, staring at each other. I then went for another one, letting my soul fill itself with satisfaction.

The kiss became heated, roughly surging inside his mouth. He clutched my chest tightly, trying to part himself away. Which he miserably failed. I kept a firm hold onto him and then parted. He breathed heavily, catching air as much as he needed. "My darling, you look taken aback. Would you like me to press harder?~" I cooed softly. "P-please do..." He said through gasps. With no hesitation, I pressed in once again, slowly letting him rest on my desk. His moans were muffled yet enjoyable to hear. Minutes passed by, and we both parted. I rested my head on his neck, whispering a phrase I had never said in my years of life;

_" I love you, my dear queen~"

_" I-I love you too..."
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Finally. I have been waiting patiently for this opportunity of me writing this chapter. Now, go read a better book.

-Author
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