Sanscest One-Shots

Inkmare|N1|Request

Warnings
None

Ink gathered some markers into a bag, along with a sketchbook. In this bag, there were; pencils, sharpeners, colored pencils, erasers, pens of all colors, scissors, and glue. Everything an artist needed for a trip to their boyfriend's.

Okay, maybe all of that stuff was too much. But Ink wanted to be prepared to draw his boyfriend over and over again. It was a huge hobby. He would repeated draw his lover in different art styles and universes.

Ink zipped the bag, throwing it onto his shoulder. "New day, more time with Nights!" Ink spoke proudly, happy to see his lover, Nightmare.

The squid grabbed his oversized paintbrush, throwing a black oily paint to the floor. Before Ink could jump into the portal, Swap walked around the corner. "You are going to clean that after you come back." Swap walked away after the order. Ink giggled.

He finally jumped into the blank abyss of paint, getting launched upward. Ink landed on the floor with a thud of his feet. He thankfully didn't fall back through the portal. With a wave of his hand, the inky blackness dissolved into the floor, leaving no trace.

The paint lover went on his way to leave the kitchen, where he arrived. He skipped over to the living room, spotting Murder and Killer fighting with couch cushions.

"You two act like children."

Ink pointed out the fact they were fighting with pillows. Murder and Killer turned to Ink, sharing the same reaction. Killer tossed his cushion at Ink, who decided to dodge it.

Murder rolled his eyes. "Go mess with Nightmare." Murder tossed the cushion onto the couch, walking away. Killer snickered to himself, placing a hand on his hip. Ink sighed. "I was already going to do that."

Ink shrugged, turning his back to Killer. "Guess I'll talk with you later, Killz!" Ink waved at Killer as he ran off around a corner. Killer silently waved back.

Ink glanced around the walls. Some pictures hung randomly. The pictures consisted of Nightmare and his gang. But there were also some surprise photos of Error. Ink couldn't help but laugh at some of the photos. He never got tired of looking at them.

Suddenly a Golden Brown door came into view. The door had purple flowers painted onto it, creating some kind of aesthetic.

Ink quickly ran up to the door, opening it slightly. He looked into the dark room, flipping a switch. A dim light filled the room, making Ink see Nightmare sleeping on a desk.

Ink frowned at the sight. He had told Nightmare countless times to not sleep in random places. Mostly because Ink would always forget he told Nightmare, and also because Nightmare didn't care. Ink walked into the room, closing the door with a quiet click.

A groan erupted from Nightmare as he sat up. He rubbed his eye socket, yawning slightly. Ink went to Nightmare's side, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Hey Nights." Ink spoke softly, wanting Nightmare to have a pleasant wakening.

Nightmare looked at Ink, blinking at him. "How long were you waiting?" "Don't worry, I just got here." Ink smiled at Nightmare, wrapping a arm around his shoulders. Nightmare sighed in relief.

Ink giggled, taking a piece of paper off Nightmare's face. Sticking there because of the pressure and Nightmare's drool. Nightmare rubbed his cheek, wiping his saliva away.

"What did I say about sleeping on the desk?" Ink's hand softly rubbed Nightmare's shoulder. "I know." Nightmare placed his elbows on the desk as he laid his face in his hands. "It won't happen again." Nightmare rubbed his face wit a groan.

"You said that last time. And the time before that. And then the next." Ink reminded, releasing Nightmare from his grasp. Nightmare let a chuckle slip from him. "Yeah, I am aware. I just need to get missions organized, since getting Horror on the team was a bust." Nightmare lifted his head, rubbing his temples. Ink sighed. "But you still need breaks. I am sure Murder and Killer are enjoying theirs."

Nightmare moved his head to look at Ink. "They are supposed to be on cleaning duties right now." Nightmare's eye narrowed. Ink's eye lights flicked through many shapes and colors. "Oh- Uhh.."

Nightmare groaned, pushing his chair back so he could stand up. Ink placed a hand on Nightmare's back. "Let them have their fun. I am sure they are just taking a small break. They will get back to cleaning." Nightmare stared at Ink for a few seconds. "Fine."

Nightmare folded his arms over his chest, scowling at the floor. Ink grinned, taking one of Nightmare's hands. He led Nightmare to the bed, pushing him to sit down. Nightmare obliged, eyeing Ink with interest.

Ink went behind Nightmare, sitting on his knees. The paint blob brought his hands to Nightmare's cervical, pressing his thumbs into the bone. Nightmare relaxed under Ink's touch.

Ink's thumbs lightly rubbed into the bone as he leaned over Nightmare. "Doesn't it feel nice to relax?" Ink cooed softly, his chin laying on Nightmare's shoulder. "Perhaps."

Ink giggled, removing one of his hands from Nightmare, and then the other. He carefully slid the bag off his back. Nightmare tilted his head to lay it on Ink's. "What'cha doing?" Ink hummed, wrapping his arms around Nightmare's waist. "I was just getting a load off my back." Ink responded, a full blown smile on his face.

Nightmare moved his head to the side and kissed Ink's cheek. "I am glad you are here, it's calming to have you nearby." Nightmare placed a hand on Ink's other cheek.

Ink couldn't help but blush. The rainbow color making his face look like it was glowing. "Same here, Nights."

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Yippe!! I may not be a huge fan of Ink ships and Nightmare ships, but this was still fun. I tried to make it as comforting as possible!!