Dom! Ink x Sub! Error (Heat)

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Yes, yes, I know that there is a big list of requests that I need to do-
But for some reason I just can't bring myself to do them ;w;
Also- my view on Errink has uh-
Changed -
I think of Error as a sub now-
He just seems to fit it much better.

Error: Italics
Ink: Bold

Error: Omega
Ink: Alpha

~+Error's Pov+~

Eugh.

I hate this.

It hurts to even move.

I hate it.

I'd look down again to see, what would you guess- an even brighter glow than before. If you couldn't guess, it's a bad heat.

I hate this.

I'd feel every bone in my warm body sore whilst laying on the bed that felt alike needles piercing at every angle possible.

I'd reach over to the nightstand, grasping the glasses that would sit. Slipping them on, I'd slide over my phone aswell.

He's gonna hate me for this...

I'd scroll thru the contacts until I found Ink's. Waiting for him to pick up, I'd attempt to sit up, at least.

I'd hear it pick up.

"Heya Error, what's up?"

" I uh-"

Quick think of an excuse-

"I uh... B-broke a lamp...? Can you come over and fix it-"

I'd attempt to hold my stutter, trying to sound as if nothing was wrong.

I'd hear a sigh on the other end.

"Alright, alright, I'm comin' over now"

"O-ok-"

I'd hear it hang up on the end.

Sliding out of bed, I'd try to balance without tripping onto the floor, as I'd probably not be able to get back up again. I'd feel the cold air hit my already sore bones, although waved it off and kept going over to the door.

He's gonna hate me...

Damnit.

It hurts...

I mean- I know we're like a "thing" or whatever-

But he's been taking it slow-

"Ghh... F-fuck... Just a bit- a bit more to go-"

I'd hear the doorbell ring.

He had a key- didn't he?

Probably just making sure I knew he was here.

The front door would creak open-

"GAH-"

<Thump.>

Aaand... I fell down the stairs-

Great.

"Pfft... you alright, Glitchy?

" ... "

"Uh.. Error?"

~+Nobody's Pov+~

Error rose from his spot, giving Ink a... Look. Before tackling Ink and teleporting himself along with the squid into the bedroom. He'd summon strings, tying Ink down.

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