The Enemies Maid (Ink x The Bad Guys)

Adoration

This will be the last chapter of this book, thank you for coming on this like 2-3 year journey of very inconsistent updates.

Swap smiled and leaned up against Ink and rested his head on his shoulder. They were watching a stupid movie made for kids, not Disney, but in a similar vein. The Bad Sanses were out doing... whatever they were doing, and had left the two alone for the last few hours. They didn't mind though, the two of them loved spending time with each other, especially when they got a sometimes necessary break from the others. Ink loved them, and Swap had become friendly with them, but they were very over the top and a lot to deal with. The quiet time was good for them.

Though they did return eventually, it was their house after all. Even though Ink virtually kicked them out for a few hours for some quiet time they did have to return at some point. It was quite obvious when they were back, as the silence previously only broken by the movie was now filled with yelling. Ink sighed and paused it before calling out to his very loud lovers.

"Can you please shut up? I'm tired! I have a headache!" He called out, quickly shutting them all up as they wandered into view.

"Hey Inky, whatcha watching?" Killer asked, flopping over his back and resting his arms on Ink'S chest from behind.

"I dunno, just whatever Swap put on. Something he likes." Ink said, leaning up and kissing his lover.

"Hey, guess what we got for you?." Killer asked, watching Ink perk up at the mention of a gift.

"Oooo, what?" He asked excitedly.

Killer pulled a fancy black box with a golden trim and held it in front of Ink's face. He smiled down and tried to grab it from Killer's hands, but he quickly pulled it away from him.

"Ah, ah, ah." Killer sighed, watching Ink pout and cross his arms.

"Aww I wanna open it! Why are you being so mean!" He whined.

Killer chuckled and kissed the top of his skull. He leaned down and placed his head on his shoulder, the opposite one than Swap was still leaning on. Killer smiled and pulled Ink's face down to look back at the box as he opened it. He saw a gorgeous necklace with a pretty moon pendant on it. Ink lit up and looked up at his lovers with literal stars in his eyes.

"Oh it's so pretty!" Ink exclaimed.

"Dust saw it. You said you don't like rings so we got you this instead." He said looking over to the rest of their lovers.

"Aw, thank you Dus..." he said before trailing off. "What do you get this instead of a ring?"

"Forget again, love?" Nightmare asked, walking over to him and giving him a kiss as well.

"Remind me." He said happily.

"You never got a proper wedding ring like we all did. Or, you did, but you never really wore it which is alright. So we bought you this instead." Nightmare said as he sat next to his small lover and helped him put the necklace on.

"But I loved the ring! Did you return it?" Ink whined, even if he did like the necklace the ring was still amazing and gorgeous.

"No, of course not, that's a second surprise we have for you." Dust said, kneeling down in front of him and opening yet another box for him.

This one was his wedding band, a gorgeous silver with a black gemstone, though now it had a silver chain strung through the middle of it. The band itself looked like a vine, or a tree branch or something like that, but no matter what it looked like Ink loved it. He smiled excitedly and immediately picked up the necklace/ring combo and, with Killer's help, put it on properly. He smiled, kissing his lovers, the ones that were close to him at least. Nightmare first, then Killer, then Dust.

They were happy, they had all been happy. After all the years that passed. Even with Swap fully leaving Dream after another two years of caring for him and moving in, they hadn't changed. It was all different for them, and after what had become of all of them was amazing and much more loving. Error had become much more accustomed to touching people, Dust being more open, Killer and Cross not changing all that much, but still opening up more, Nightmare also opening a little more, and Horror just kinda relaxing. It may have been five years, but not much had really changed other than some much more extreme healing over trauma.

Ink, though, had changed quite a bit more. It took the Bad Sanses a long time to even convince him that he deserved them. He had bad days, running off to them and begging for them to tell him that they hated him, or to just hurt him and just get it all over with. They never did, they would never do that. No matter what he did, they never even yelled at him, they didn't even show any sign that they were angry at him. It took all these years to convince him that he deserved all this, and that he wasn't a pathetic waste of life that the creators told him he was and Dream made him feel like he was. For once in his entire life he felt like he was worth something, and he was happier than he had ever been.

He was safe with his lovers, bound to them forever by their wedding rings and the ceremony itself. Swap lived alongside them and took Nightmare up on his offer from all those years ago. He was surrounded by people who loved him and he was happy. He hoped the rest of his life would be like this, for as long as he was alive he wanted to be at their side being loved and loving them in return.

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