31 Shiptober Errorink Writing Challenge

25. Gazing Into Each Others' Eyes

Ink absolutely adored every aspect of Errors eyes.

As such why he kept getting caught gazing into them- though he had to look away when Error snapped something to him about being stared at.

But, he just couldn't help it.

Mix-matched.

The best way to describe them.

His blood red sockets that very well might have symbolized all the blood-shed he caused around the Multiverse.

His singular white pinprick in his right socket- he almost had thought it was yellow but when he had put more focus into it, he realized he was wrong about that- perhaps symbolizing the Anti-Void he lived in.

And his left? A sphere of yellow with a secondary, dark blue pinprick inside- he wasn't quite sure what that could have symbolized, but soul wise? 

That dark blue could mean Integrity- but he wasn't too sure where morals and complete honesty fit into Errors game of destruction.

The yellow; Justice- but what justice could murdering innocents give? Perhaps ending the Frisks (or Charas, if it be a swap route) endless resets could be counted here.

It was just so... mesmerizing to get lost in them, the red pools that seemed to draw him in- the bright color was unsurprisingly eye-catching and yet so beautiful.

His eyes were a contrast (or a complete match) to the rest of him, the dark bones too his red pools of blood.

But Ink also knew he had red bones, not to mention his multi-colored palpates.

All in all, he loved staring into them.

Error, however, did not like the constant attention his apparently 'pretty' eyesockets got.

"Ink." He snapped, only continuing when Ink blinked at him. "You're staring again."

"Sorry, I cant help it, their so beautiful- like you!" Ink grinned.

Already ruffled by this repeating way too many times, he tried to offend him so maybe he would finally stop giving him that swooning look. "Yeah- well! Your ey-es are -um..." He gulped, searching for something to offend him about his eyes.

"Are what Error?" Ink smirked- one of his eyelights had swirled into a question mark, the other was still the pinkish-orangish color they had been for almost the entire time.

"Thei-r... wei-rd." He finally spat, turning away.

"So are yours." 

"Yo-urs are... -ugly!" 

"Okay, I bet you my entire chocolate stack that you can't look at my eyes without blushing."

Error glared at the (in his opinion) way too cocky Ink, but he wouldn't allow himself to back down per his ego's sake. "And if I don-t blush?"

"You get chocolate anyway." Ink shrugged.

"De-al." It was a win-win for him, Ink just got bragging rights if he lost and that wasn't too bad- but he'd prefer to win so he wouldn't have to bear through the definitely-going-to-be-mentioned (if he lost) defeat.

Error stared.

Inks eyes were... unique.

That was the best way to say it.

He didn't over complicate them with speculations and trying to match them into something he knew about Ink.

He just... liked them.

Plain and simple, no need to overthink it.

The way they constantly swirled and changed, forming into new shapes and colors every time- all connected to his emotions as well!

He'd seen a lot of them- the different mixtures of shape and color.

And he could say each and every combo was beautiful.

The way they swirled and differed was incredible, and quite mesmerizing.

He could get lost in his sockets, the way the deep pool of ink-black seemed to draw him in.

His soul pounded as if it were playing a dangerous game each time it dared to explore the void-like sockets.

Thankfully, he rarely saw them without a pinprick.

His personal favorite was a pink heart.

It was almost funny, undeniably cute, but also funny as he didn't even realize when his pinpricks were changing- he could guess what shape and color yeah, but not know for sure.

And it was utterly adorable when he had to inform him of how his eyelights were changing for him.

Because whenever Ink looked at him for a little too long, it shifted into that beautiful pink heart- and he never even realized!

Just like it was right now- his soul fluttered at the familiar sight of it.

He felt the warmth flooding his cheeks before Ink gave him a victorious grin.

"Your blushing." Ink pointed out, still grinning.

Error growled and, accompanied with a scowl, refused to acknowledge the truth; he really couldn't stare into Inks eyes without blushing- he ducked into his scarf, face half hidden by it.

He could tell it wasn't perfectly effective with hiding his blush, but it was good enough.

"Your blus-hing to-too." He noted, almost as a payback method.

At the notice, Inks rainbow blush became more apparent. 

"You-r eyes a-re also he-arts-"

"-Okay! I'm gonna go get your chocolate ha-ha-ha! Just stay right there..!" Ink left the room quickly, nervous laughter following him.

Error rolled his eyes; and Ink teased him about being flustered easily.

Eh, he was getting free chocolate and honestly that was all that mattered right now- if he was lucky, Ink wouldn't even tease him about his defeat due to being flustered himself.

I'm going on a short camping trip so have this one early -3-