Whispered Promises of Love | Inkmare |

Chapter 2

"What do you mean Ink's not in his room..?" Dream yawned and sat up out of bed, rubbing his eyes. Blue kept shaking him, despite him already being awake. "I mean he's not in there! His window was open and there was no sign of him!" Dream caught Blue's hands and sighed. "Please stop shaking me. And calm down, Blue. I'm sure Ink's fine. You know how he is, here one minute, gone the next."

"But he's always in bed by now..!" Blue frowned, clearly still worried about his friend. "Maybe we should go search for him!" He stood up straight and started to rush out of the room when Dream grabbed his hand, giving him a pleading look. "Blue..it's midnight. Knowing Ink, he'll be back whenever he wants to. Don't worry about it.." He pulled him by his hand and brought him back over to his bed. He sat up enough to put his arms around his chest to keep him there. "Promise me you won't go out..I'm sure he'll be back soon, ok? If he's not back by morning, then we can go look for him."

Blue huffed a little but he nodded and leaned back into Dream's arms. "Fine...I won't..." He shifted and had Dream lean down to lay next to him. "Good..now go back to sleep. You can stay in my room tonight.."

~Back at Nightmare's castle~

Nightmare still had his arms around Ink, keeping his lover close as he nuzzled his face gently. They laid in silence as they both slept. Until..Ink heard some noise outside of the door. He promptly sat up slightly, causing Nightmare to huff quietly in annoyance. "What is it..?" Ink nodded towards the door and his partner sat up too, becoming aware of the noise. "Probably those idiots out of bed again..I'll go deal with it, you stay here." He moved the comforter from off of him and got out of bed, heading towards the door.

Ink watched, his body tensing up at even the thought of the others finding out about the two of them. Not that he had much care about hiding it, but it was something Nightmare wanted to hide to keep him safe, so he just went with it. He kept watching Nightmare as he got to the door and opened it slightly, audibly yelling at the others. He sighed softly and just settled back under the comforter when he felt a hand around his ankle. Or what felt like a hand. He tried to see what it was but he didn't get a chance to as it yanked him off the bed and seemed to use magic to teleport both it and Ink away.

As Nightmare closed the door, annoyed at the others, he turned back to the bed and paused when he saw Ink wasn't there. "Ink? Where'd you go?" He looked around the room, thinking Ink was just messing with him, but he wasn't entirely sure. "Killer..he was the only one not up.." He mumbled and scowled as soon as he figured it out. "That dumbass snuck in here when I wasn't paying attention and took him!!" He turned back to the door and slammed it open. "ALL OF YOU BETTER HAVE ANSWERS TO WHERE THE HELL KILLER IS OR YOU WILL NOT BEING SEEING THE MORNING!!"

~At an undisclosed location~

"So your the one that Boss has been seeing behind our backs~" Killer chuckled, kicking Ink down onto the ground and stepping on his chest to keep him down. He purred a bit as he leaned down to stare at him. "Your actually cuter face to face, hm?~" Ink scowled. "You." The tar faced skeleton shrugged, sighing from slight disappointment. "Yes yes, I think you could tell that it was me~ Too bad you didn't realize sooner or else you may have actually escaped me." He stomped his foot down a bit hard, causing Ink to cough a bit.

"So this is what Nightmare was talking about.." Ink mumbled, scowling up at Killer, who looked like he might be enjoying himself. "Listen, I'm gonna make this crystal fucking clear, Ink. Boss doesn't need you to be happy. Not a single bit. All he needs is me." Killer pulled his knife out from his sleeve and flipped it down so it's sharp edge was pointing towards Ink's face. "You're just a stepping stone for him to realize that I should be the one with him, not you!"

Ink continued to scowl at him before his face slipped into a small grin. "Oh so your the jealous type then." He lifted his arm to swiftly knock his knife out of his hand, which surprised Killer to say the least. "Look. I could hardly give a shit about your silly little crush on Nightmare. But going as far as to try and kidnap me is VERY irresponsible of you, Kills." He kicked upward and managed to hit Killer's back, which made him slump forward for a second. Before he could regain himself, Ink then pushed him back enough so that he could kick him further away.

He jumped up and locked eyes with him, his eyes turning into red targets. "Not only are you dumb enough to try and threaten me, your dumb enough to think I care. Oh, and I'd prepare yourself to deal with Nightmare. After all...you did just take something he cares about." He grinned and Killer growled, swiftly picking up his knife and charged towards Ink with plenty of hatred.

"I WON'T LET YOU TAKE HIM FROM ME!!" Killer slashed his knife, aiming for Ink's chest but he turned into a puddle of ink and reappeared a bit away before it connected. "If you stop now Killer, I'll have Nightmare spare you. You really don't wanna be the focus of his wrath, I promise y-"

Ink stopped talking mid sentence and slumped forward, hitting the ground with a hard thud. Killer looked up and smirked. "Good job, Dust."

Dust glared at him and tossed a syringe to the side as Ink fell. "You better have a good reason for this."