ink x error

ink & error part 4

Ink couldn't help but smile, feeling appreciated by Error's words. "Thanks, Error. It's just nice to feel like you care," he said.

Error nodded, determined to give Ink the attention and care that he deserved. From that moment on, he balanced his focus on both Ink and his internal work, understanding that both were important.

Ink had been having a bad day. Everything that could go wrong seemed to be going wrong, and his frustration levels were through the roof. As Error approached him, Ink couldn't help but snap, "What do you want?"

Error was taken aback by Ink's tone, sensing the pent-up frustration in his voice. "I just wanted to check in and see how you're doing," he replied, trying to keep his own emotions in check.

"Well, obviously not good," Ink replied, his tone harsh. "I feel like you don't even care about me, like you're just using me as some sort of experiment."

Error's heart sank at Ink's words. He had been trying so hard to help him, but now it seemed like all his efforts had been for nothing. "What are you talking about? I care about you, Ink. I wouldn't be working on you if I didn't," he said, his voice shaking with emotion.

Ink glared at Error, not believing his words. "You're just saying that because it's what you think I want to hear," he spat.

Error felt a pang of hurt at Ink's words. He had been working so hard and trying to do his best, and now it felt like all that effort was being dismissed. "I'm sorry, Ink. I really am. But you have to believe me when I say that I care about you," he said, his voice pleading.

Ink looked at Error, seeing the sincerity in his eyes. Slowly, his anger began to dissipate, replaced by a sense of guilt. "I'm sorry, Error. I guess I've just been having a really rough day," he said, his voice softer.

Error smiled, relieved that the tension was easing. "It's okay, Ink. We all have days like that. But just remember, I'm here to help you, no matter what," he said, his tone reassuring.

Ink nodded, feeling a sense of gratitude towards Error. Despite his frustration, he knew that Error was doing his best to help him, and that was something he could always count on.

Ink had been feeling under the weather for a few days, and it wasn't long before he realized he had caught a cold. As he tried to continue his work alongside Error, his sniffles and coughs grew more frequent, making it harder for him to concentrate.

"Are you okay, Ink? You sound really congested," Error asked, noticing Ink's condition.

"I think I've caught a cold," Ink replied, his voice raspy.

Error frowned, knowing that working while sick would only make Ink's condition worse. "Maybe you should take a break and rest for a bit. The work can wait," he suggested.

Ink shook his head, determined to soldier on. "I can't afford to take a break right now. There's too much work to be done," he said, coughing as he spoke.

Error sighed, not wanting to push Ink too hard but also not wanting to let the work fall behind. "Okay, but just promise me you'll take it easy and take care of yourself, okay? Don't push yourself too hard," he said, his tone concerned.

Ink nodded, appreciating Error's concern. "Thanks, Error. I'll try my best," he said, his voice still congested.

As they continued to work together, Error tried to pitch in more, taking on some of Ink's load so that he didn't overexert himself. And though ink still coughed and sniffled, he pushed through, determined to finish the work at hand. In the end, their teamwork paid off, and they were able to complete the project successfully. But as soon as it was done, Ink collapsed into bed, finally allowing himself to rest and recover.