My creative soulmate ~Ink Sans x Fem! Creative! Reader (DISCONTINUED)

Chapter 1: Meet the protector

Y/N's POV

I left school at 4 p.m., there was this beautiful painting project that my teacher created for those students that are good at drawing, and there was even my best friend, BF/N. She's good at drawing too, especially on the computer, but after some time, she started to lose her love for drawing... Fortunately I did yesterday all my homeworks for the next week, so now I can go out with BF/N or stay at home drawing as always. I asked her if she wanna go out but she had to do her last homework, so I decided to draw...for returning home I always walk near some bushes, it was so calm, until I heard a strange noise...there were glitches in the air...I looked to a bush near me and saw...ERROR scripts?...Do I have hallucinations?...I couldn't blink my eyes that there were blue strings appearing from everywhere. I was so scared that I fell down, closed my eyes and tried to protect myself with my arms...I was ready to feel the contact of the strings..................but nothing happened...I opened my eyes, and saw a guy in front of me...he had a long scarf and on his boney hand...wait...did I just say "boney"? And his head...HE HAD NO HAIRS AND...HE WAS WHITE IN HIS HEAD!...can some skeletons actually live after death? As I was saying, on his boney hand he had a big paintbrush that was blocking all the strings...

???: ERROR! STOP! SHE NEVER DID ANYTHING TO YOU!

With that, he left...what just happened?

This weird guy with the paintbrush turned around and I saw his face...he has a black spot (I think it's made of ink?) on his left part of the face, his left eye is blue, while the other eye is a yellow star...am I dreaming? He kneeled down and started talking

???: Don't worry, he won't hurt you anymore *smile*

I was shaking a bit...

???: Don't worry! I'm a good guy! What's your name?

Me: Y/N...

???: Well, hi Y/N! I'm Ink!

Me: Ummm, hi...

I sat up and Ink looked at me, and then he stared at my bag.

Ink: Hey! You love drawing, huh?

Y/N: Well, yeah...

I looked again at his paintbrush and then I noticed that he had some giant colors on a belt around his "stomach".

Y/N: Heeey! That are some big colors!

Ink: Thank you, I use them to feel.

Y/N: Feel?

Ink: Ah don't worry

We stood there in silence.

Ink: Well, I have to go now, before Error attacks someone else!

He disappeared in a pool of color, and I went back at home

~~that night~~

I couldn't stop thinking about Ink. I was drawing him in my room. He wasn't a hallucination. He was real...

But I couldn't stop thinking about what he told me. "Feel"...what does he mean?

But then, I heard someone knocking at my window and...Ink?!