Another pause settled, until you decided to break the silence.
"Hey Ink?" You started.
"Hmm?" He hummed in response.
"I-I....I need to tell you something"
"What is it? You can tell me anything"
"I-I....I uh...." You couldn't say what you wanted to. The words wouldn't come out. Then an idea came to you.
"Can you tell me the meanings of each color please?" You asked innocently.
Drawn back by your question, he raised an eyebrow. But agreed to it anyway.
"Uh okay sure! Where would you like me to start?"
"Uh, yellow"
"Okay, well yellow can have a meaning for happiness and warmth" Ink answered.
"Cool, how about Blue?"
"Oh starting with primary colors huh? Well blue can be seen as a neutral and calming color"
"Green?"
"Balance and even jealousy"
"Orange!" You called.
"Oh well that color can be like 'yellow', when it can also mean happiness or youthfulness"
You hummed in thought of a new color, "Uh, purple!"
Ink laughed, "Purple is for creativity and mystery~" He said dramatically to make it sound 'mysterious'. That made you giggle.
Then it came down to the more obvious colors. 'Okay, here we go. Don't stuff this up'
"How about~ Pink!"
He blushed at this, "U-uh, pink can be for sensitive and caring...uh, tenderness"
Then is was down to the last one.
"....T-Then how about red?" You asked.
This made the skeleton artist blush harder, "U-uh...um....well red is passion, energy, excitement and....a-and...." Ink trailed off...
"A-and what? Ink?"
"And Love" He finished.
You were now blushing crimson.
"W-well then, Ink. I have one thing to say..."
He looked to you, and you turned around to see his face. Facing long ways as your legs rested on his knees. You were both very nervous...but Ink didn't know what was coming. Or so you thought.
"I-Ink I-" You were cut off.
"Colors of the rainbow,
did you know?
My favorite colors red,
why not another color instead?
Because red is the color of Love.
and the one thing I know, is that all I love is you" He breathed, with that calm melodic voice.
But you were so happy, the tears came to your eyes once more. Ink inched closer to your face, soon your lips connected with his teeth. Resembling a passionate 'kiss' as he brought a bony hand to cup your cheek. It lasted a while, but you needed to part for air.
"I love you Y/N" He confirmed, and you chuckled happily.
"Me too Ink, I love you always"
It was the happiest day of my life, where I came to accept who I was and my love for this one skeleton that started on that one windy day in the park that blew my mind.It was time for a new beginning to a fresh chapter of my story......time for me to start over with the love of my life....
