Contract Killers (Multiship)

Chapter 17 - Spilt Coffee - (Short Chapter)

Ink's POV

Nightmare and I were in his room. He was resting his head in my lap while I petted his head. He sighed and used my hand to cover his eye. I guess he wanted to vent to me... maybe.

Me: Do you want to talk about it?

Nightmare: No. I just want to lay here and spend some time with my best friend.

I lightly giggled.

Me: Okay.

We stayed in silence for a little bit. Until someone knocked on the door.

Nightmare: Can it wait?

Error: Not really.

Error opened the door and came in. When he saw Nightmare laying on my lap, his demeanor changed.

Error: Ink, can I speak with you for a second?

Me: Yeah, of course.

I softly pushed Nightmare off and walked up to Error.

Me: What is it?

Error: Privately.

Me: Oh.

He grabbed me by the wrist and dragged me towards his room. As we were walking through the hallway, we made a sharp turn. I bumped into someone and they spilled their coffee on me. The liquid staining my perfectly good sweater.

Blue: Ink. I'm so sorry.

Error looked at him with a pissed off expression while helping me to my feet. His eyes softened when I told Blue it was alright.

Blue ran off to get paper towels.

Error: Come here.

We continued making our way to his room. Once we were in the room, he closed the door and turned to me.

Error: Take off your sweater.

Me: What?!

Error: So I can wash it. It was my fault for not alerting you about Blue and his coffee.

I awkwardly took off my sweater. Looking down in embarrassment, I handed it to him. He took it and threw it onto his bed. Then he proceeded to take off his turtleneck and give it to me.

Error: Put it on for now.

I took it and put it on.

Me: You're acting like we are not at our home. We have our clothing here.

When he realized this, he started blushing.

Error: I wasn't thinking.

Error's red turtleneck was warm and had the smell of old spice. For some reason, the scent was familiar and addicting to me.

Me: By the way, what is it you wanted to ask me?

Error: I wanted to ask if you would like to get some coffee with me sometime.

He rubbed the back of his neck.

Me: ... I would love that.

He eyes glowed with happiness. A smile grew on his face. He was fixing to say something when someone barged through the door. It was Nightmare. He saw me wearing Error's turtleneck and a topless Error.

Nightmare's Thoughts
'1) Best friend is wearing someone else's shirt, that person also wanting to have my best friend's pussy.
2) That person does not have a shirt on.
3) No authoritative supervision.'

Back to Ink

It looked like he was having a mental breakdown.

'What the heck?'

He shook his head and smirked at Error.

Nightmare: I see what's going on. Whelp, I'll leave you to it.

I realized what he was talking about.

Me: Wait, that's not what's happening.

I was going to explain but he didn't listen to me and walked out.

I ran out of the room and chased after Nightmare, leaving Error alone.

Me: Nightmare wait!

I caught up to him.

Me: It's not what it looked like.

He chuckled and patted my head. He handed me a card.

Nightmare: I know. Here, you have a mission.

I thanked him and scanned the card. Looks like I only have one this time. I walked back to Error's room and saw him holding my sweater. I took off the turtleneck and tossed it to him. I took my sweater and put it back on. I have to go back to my room to get a new change clothes. Then...

Time to kill