Us? (Errorink) [On Hiatus]

Chapter 27: 《"Fight"》

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-=Narrator=-

A week passed, and the new AU was now finished and was recently open in public. Upon Ink hearing the conversation Error and Anika had last last week, arguments came and went. . .

. . .With Paperjam witnessing these terrible occurrences.
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"WhY aR̥ͦe yOU eV3N s҈PyInG oN m3 iN tHe Fi̸rST pLaC3!?" Error, screamed. It was late at night, their bickering so loud it made Pj wake up from his slumber. "Maybe if you told me where you were going, I should have not done that earlier!?!" Ink frustratedly replied. "YO̸u d҈O k̸NoW I҉ Wi̺͆Ll tEl̸L yO҉u EvEn҉TuAlLy̸!!" Error yelled back. Poor Pj was hiding behind the corner of the corridor that led to the living room. Where Ink and Error was located. "EVENTUALLY!? It has been two weeks, Error!!. TWO WEEKS!" Ink grasped his chest, clutching his clothes in anger.

"S͜͡O̸!? I̸T̥ͦ W҉A͜͡S̑̈ Ȏ̈N͜͡L̆̈Y̥ͦ F҈O̸R̥ͦ T̸W҉O̺͆ W̺͆E͎E̶K҉S̥ͦ!?! W҉H̸Y̺͆ H̺͆A͎V̸E҈ Y҉O̸U͟ N̥ͦO͟T҉ A҈ꌚK҉E̥ͦD̸ M̸E͟ I̺͆N͎S̶T̶E̺͆A̾D҉!!?!" Error snapped, his voice glitching badly. "WOULD I EVEN KNOW IF YOU WOULD TELL ME THE TRUTH!!?!" Ink shouted back. "IMAGINE TELLING ME THAT YOU ARE GOING TO EITHER GIVE AWAY PAPERJAM TO HER GRACE OR KEEP HIM UNTIL HE WOULD MAKE WAR TO SOMETHING WE DON'T EVEN KNOW! WHAT? JUST TELL ME DIRECTLY ABOUT IT THEN WATCH ME WALLOW IN WORRY AND FEAR!?!" Ink was on the brink of tears.

"YOU ENJOY THAT, DONT YOU!?" Ink took a step back to maintain his composure, holding in more tears, which he failed. Black ink poured from his sockets, trying to calm himself. "N͜͡-N̆̈O҈! O҈F̸ C҉O҈U̸R҉S̥ͦE̾ I̸ W̺͆O͎U̶L҉D҈ L҈I͟E̥ͦ! I҉ D̸O҉ N̸O҈T̥ͦ L̾I͜͡ʞE҉ W҉A͜͡ʇC̥ͦH҉I̸N҈ Y҈O̸U҉ B͟R̥ͦE̸A҈K̺͆ D͎O̥ͦW҉N҈ J̸U҉S̥ͦT̺͆ B͜͡Ĕ̈C̑̈A̾U̥ͦS҉E҈ O̸F̾ T̥ͦH͜͡Ă̈T̑̈!" Error protested, his glitches worsened, yet he tried to calm himself down. "THAT IS THE POINT! YOU WOULD LIE ABOUT IT WHILE I AM HERE DREADING TO KNOW! I WOULD RATHER SWALLOW THE TRUTH THEN BELEIVE A LIE THAT I WILL EVENTUALLY KNOW AND IT WILL SHATTER MY TRUST!!. . . I trust y-you so m-much. . . You do k-know t-that, r-right. . ?"

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Ink was sobbing, Error stared bitterly with guilt. Paperjam stared both of them blankly. He felt his soul drop. He was the reason both of them were fighting from the very beginning. It pained him to see his mother in such a state.

"*Sigh*. . . CAll m3 WhEN ne3DeD." And with that, Error left, opening a portal then entered. He knew his lover needed some space. He does not know how long, but he will wait patiently for him to recover, then apologise.

Pj froze on his hiding spot, feeling his throat be occupied with his small whimpers. Ink, being now conscious with his surroundings, heard it. Turning around, he saw his child sniffling with tears streaming down to his cheeks. Ink panicked, hurriedly hugging him and trying his best to comfort the poor little Paperjam. He knew how soul shattering to endeavour his parents' arguments, especially when it is centred to you. You would feel like a burden towards them.

"Shh. . . . W-we already s-stopped sweetheart, c-calm down. . . I am here." He said in a whisper, rubbing circles on Paperjam's back. "M-ma. . . I am s-so sorry, you and f-father had to fight j-just because of m-me. . ." Paperjam stammered, sobbing silently as he can. Ink pulled his head away from the hug, staring at Pj with guilt, worry, and concern obvious on his face. He then kissed his child's forehead, hugging him once more. "No. . . I was an idiot for not asking first. . . You should not blame yourself when you did nothing wrong. What matters more is that you are staying here with us." Ink softly spoke, hearing his child's small sobbing noises decrease in volume.

". . .Are you sleepy? Hungry? Are you feeling better? We can go visit your Uncle Dream right now. Do you want that? It is still nine." Ink said, trying to make Pj a little better to forget what he had just seen. ". . .Is it okay? I can really meet Lux right now? And Uncle Dream, too?" Pj asked, small stars glimmered in his eyes. What an adorable sight. "Of course, hurry and get yourself changed. We will be leaving shortly." Ink said, constructing a smile, then saw his little bean run off upstairs.

He stood up, the smile slowly fading, with a tear run down. He sighed in relief, wiping off the tear. He should be happy that Error considered giving him space before talking, or, will they ever, but what he can do for now is to comfort his child. He knew being a good mother would give an influence towards him to not be bad. Although he knew being a good mother would be hard, yet he had to willingly risk it just for him to grow up with no issues.

But now. . . He has to suck up his feelings for him. Maybe he does need help with this. . . But, what can he do? He can not just come up to Cross or Repear for help, considering the argument they had last Tuesday. 'Wait. . .' Now that he thought about it, he was going straight to Cross. Gosh, he was really an idiot. He hoped he would not be there. If he was. . .

It would be very awkward.