Sanscest One-shots

Ink x Error: Pocky!

Okay, ink, don't panic. Everything is fine. You just gotta muster enough courage to do this! And that's what you're all about, right? That's the spirit! C'mon, toughen up! You can do this!!!

All of these pathetic thoughts of encouragement soared through Ink's mind as he stuck a pocky stick in his mouth like he was smoking. His hands were shaking as he gently laid the box of cream-coloured sticks on the white floor of the anti-void. Ink took a deep breath. Damn it, he wasn't even facing him yet and his knees were already shaking like a leaf.

A feeling of dread surrounds him. What if he rejects me? What happens if he laughs at me? Oh god, what will I do then? Ink felt his face getting hotter by the second and knew that a rainbow blush could be easily spotted by anybody within miles away.

It's okay Ink! Chill! Whatever happens, you'll still be friends with him, right?

Ink sighed and glanced to his left. There, sat a skeleton with bones as black as oil, extraordinary eyes and a perfect smile. He wore a bored expression as he continued playing with his blue strings, strings that could somehow shoot out from his fingertips. He was paying no attention whatsoever to what Ink was doing and only focused on the knots he was tying.

C'mon Ink!

He glanced in Error's direction. "Hey, Error?" he said sweetly, turning his whole body towards him.

"'sup, shorty?" he asked, untangling himself from the strings. Error looked over to Ink and saw the greatest surprise of his life. Ink was sitting cross-legged, his left eye a purple triangle, the right one an orange square. But the change of colour and shape in the painter's eyes wasn't the thing that surprised Error.

Ink had a pocky stick in his mouth.

And he was looking at him sweetly.

With the cutest blush Error had ever seen.

"Uhh, Ink?" Error could feel his cheeks burning up. He knew his face must have shone brighter than the sun as he struggled to figure out how to handle this particular situation.

In that moment, he saw something flicker in Ink's eyes. Disappointment. He must be thinking that Error was rejecting him.

Well, he thought wrong.

Error bit on the pocky, making Ink jump. He was going to do it! Ink blushed a rainbow, feeling sweat roll down his forehead. Thank god!

They continued to bite down the stick, until they were inches from each other's face. Now, one bite from either party, and their teeth were going to clank together in a mock kiss.

Error was enjoying every minute of this. Heck, he should have thought of this sooner! What made the moment priceless was the fact that he knew skittle face would fall over if he bit down the last bit of pocky.

And that's EXACTLY why he did it.

Ink's face was flushed, and after a mere second of the so-called kiss, he broke it, covering his rainbow-coloured face with his hands. Error chuckled, watching his reaction. Damn, he was adorable, with his rapidly changing eyes and colourful blush.

"What's wrong, shorty?" he asked her mockingly. "Enjoyed our little moment?"

Ink's face just got more flustered. "Shut up." he grumbled. Error smirked. "It WAS your idea y'know?" he implied.

"Don't make me regret it." he mumbled. Error laughed.

"I won't."

Error then put an arm around his shoulders.

"You dork."