Contract Killers (Multiship)

Chapter 11 - Drunk Soul

Ink's POV

I was playing on the Super Nintendo when I got a call on my phone. I didn't recognize the number but I answered it anyway. I wish I didn't though. Once I heard the voice on the other side, I had made the biggest mistake of my life.

Me: Hello?

???: Hey babe.

I felt tears begin to form in the corners of my eyes.

Me: Noah?!

It was my ex.

Noah: That's right. I wanted to apologize for what I did to you. I'm still in love with you. Would you be willing to come over so we can makeup?

A part of me wanted to say no but the rest, screamed that it wished he was telling the truth. I thought about it for a second then gave him my answer.

Me: I would love to.

My inner conscience yelled in protest but my emotions got the better of me.

Me: When do you want to meet up?

Noah: Let's try.... tonight~

Me: Alright, let me pack. I'll be there in a few hours.

Noah: You don't have to bring anything~

I giggled.

Me: Um, okay.

I saved my game and turned off the SNES. I looked at the clock and saw that it was 20:23. This meant that I had to sneak out of house because Nightmare is really strict on rules. When someone is not on a mission, we are not allowed outside past 20:00.

I slowly crept down the stairs and checked to see if my surroundings were clear. Once I confirmed that there was no one awake, I snuck to the platform that had the jet. I got onto the jet quietly but I forgot about the AI.

AI: {Hello Ink. I noticed that you are out during a restricted time. Should I report you to Nightmare?}

Me: No, please. Just turn on stealth mode and start a route to Canada. I promise I won't do this again.

AI: {Alright but if we get caught, you know that Nightmare is going to shut me down. I was made to strictly follow his orders. I'm going to need you to sit down so you are safe.}

I sat down and stared out the window.

AI: {Would you like me to turn the panels?}

Me: Yes please.

The sides of the jet soon became the night sky. Clouds acted like a white floor and the sky, a black ceiling with tiny sparkling lights.

I leaned back and enjoyed the flight to Canada. I never flew in the evening. It was... relaxing.

(Time Skip)

AI: {It's time to wake up.}

Alice softly woke me from my slumber. I lazily looked at the clock.

'22:42'

I got up and walked out of the jet. I continued walking to Noah's house. When I knocked on the door, I heard someone's footsteps coming closer. My inner self screamed at me to turn around and leave but I couldn't help it. I loved being around this skeleton.

Noah opened the door and immediately pulled me into a passionate kiss. He wrapped his arms around my waist and dragged me into the living room. He pinned me on the couch and continued to have a make out session with me.

I was in total bliss but then I saw something in the corner of my eye that broke my 'soul' into a million pieces. I saw a female cat monster sneaking out of the house.

I pushed Noah off of me. I should have listened to my inner self. Deep down, I knew that I was going to get heartbroken if I came back. Now look where I am.

I rushed out of the house and never turned back. I could hear Noah calling my name.

'I'm not falling for this again, Noah'

I got onto the jet and closed the door. I stomped over to the bar. I'm going to drink away my feelings.

(Time Skip)

After 10..20..30? I don't remember how much I drank. I stumbled out of the jet and back into the house. Even though I was drunk as all hell, I still remembered to be somewhat quiet. Once I got to my room, I flopped onto the bed face first.

For some reason, the pillows smelt different. They smelled like..... Old Spice and Cologne. I never used Old Spice or Cologne. Maybe my sheets were washed when I left for Russia. However, I became addicted to this smell so I kept my face in the pillows. I finally fell asleep into a blissful drunken slumber.

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Error's POV

I had gotten home from a mission pretty late this time. This target was hard to find but I always succeed in my job. I tiredly walked up the stairs and into my room. I then flipped the fuck out. Ink was laying in my bed. A drunken sleep. How do I know? I've been drunk enough times to be experienced.

'Okay, calm down Error. It's not like your crush is asleep in your bed drunk off their ass. Who also happens to be your boss's best friend. And your boss is able to run around the world twice and still have enough energy to break your neck.'

I blushed at the sight of Ink. Him laying in my bed is something that I've been wanting but I want him to remember, not drunk and make a mistake on who's bedroom this is.

I slowly walked over to him and picked him up bridle style. Imagine him in a wedding dress. I call him my wife and we have children together. We live in a nice house somewhere more isolated from society.

My daydream was soon shattered by a voice.

Nightmare: If you're thinking about fucking my best friend, I don't want to see it.

I almost dropped Ink but luckily I wasn't startled that much. I turned around, careful not to wake Ink.

Me: He's drunk so I think he mistook my bedroom for his.

Nightmare: Wait, drunk?

Me: Yeah.

Nightmare: From what?

I shrugged. I was the only one Ink told about his Canadian boyfriend. I didn't want to reveal his secret. I respect and love Ink more than he'll ever know.

Nightmare: Well get him to bed. I'll talk with him in the morning.

He walked off and left me alone with a sleeping angel in my arms.

I laid him in his bed and tucked him in. I was fixing to leave when I felt a tug on my sleeve. I turned around at stared at Ink.

Ink: Stay please.

He didn't actually say that though. He was sleep talking. It was probably the alcohol talking.

I sighed and laid down beside him. He wrapped his arms around me and snuggled his face into a my chest. I was a blushing mess and almost on the verge of crashing. Soon, I got used to the contact. I wrapped my arms around his waist and closed my eyes.

I can stay like this forever