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onebizarrekai · 6 years

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His Plan (IBVS Errink)

Finally! I did it. Jeez, so much work- So long too. Hope you enjoy, though, I really enjoyed writing it!!

It may be almost midnight for me. Oops.

submitted by @jackalsfangs

AHHH

I FREAKIN LOVE THIS

“So, why did you want me here again?” Error asked, flopping down on the couch and huffing. This was gonna be boring. “I mean, you just wanted to meet Ink-”

“Of course! We’re going to bond.”

“Wait, what,” Ink cut in, actually majorly confused. “I thought I was here to draw cats.”

“Well, you are, but I figured we could become friends, too! All three of us.” ‘Blueberry’ shot a pointed glare at Error, who mumbled something under his breath and turned away, puffing his cheeks out.

There was the strong desire from Ink to just leave now, but seeing how much Error was bothered by it… he couldn’t help but grin, holding out his left hand for Blueberry to shake, after taking off his winter gloves. “Sounds good. Am I drawing out back?”

Blue shook his head, bending down and picking up one of the tiny kittens that had scampered over. “I’ve taken my animals inside for the winter! Who would leave them out in the cold?” He pet the small black and white creature, allowing Ink to reach over and pet it as well.

Ink shrugged, glancing over at Error, who was staring at Ink. He didn’t turn away, as he realized Ink had caught him, narrowing his eyes and scoffing lightly, Ink winking at him. Hadn’t that… happened before? But this time, Error flushed a bright red before he turned away, crossing his arms for a moment, only to bring one hand up to touch his own face gently.

Ink blinked a few times, mostly in confusion, before turning back to Blue. “I wouldn’t. I just didn’t know when you took them in or put them back out,” he explained, eyes lighting up as Blue let him hold the small kitten, about thirteen weeks old now.

“I take them in around the time it starts getting cold, but I might bring a few out if there are some warmer days.” Ink nodded in response, focused on the squirming animal in his grasp. It bit his pinkie finger gently, gnawing on it.

“Are you ready to draw? I had the perfect model… where did he go-? I’ll go look.” Blue walked off, leaving Ink with the wriggling bundle in his arms. He bent down to let it free, as it seemed to be getting a bit antsy.

He began to take off his hat and coat, as well as his winter boots. He shuffled over to the couch, sitting down on it as far away from Error as he could get. He glanced around the interior of the home, pulling the ponytail holder out of his hair and trying to make it look less messy (Error thought he looked really cute with his hair down and quickly looked away, trying to distract himself with his own hair).

Ink looked over, raising a brow. “What are you doi-”

“None of your business!” Error cut in, pulling out his phone to check his hair. But that’s even when he started questioning himself; would Ink like it? Would he care if even one hair was out of place? Was Error handsome to him?

Error’s face flushed once again as he realized what he was thinking, and he shoved his phone back into his pocket. Whatever, didn’t matter. Nope.

Ink was just leaning against the armrest now, watching a few of the cats jump all over the furniture. Some of them were pretty fluffy, leaving a little bit of fur anywhere they sat for… over five minutes? Probably. Blue had been gone for a while now. Ink sighed, resting on the back of the couch instead of the armrest, pulling out his phone to check text messages.

Nope, nothing from Cross.

How long had it been, a month? Yeah, a month.

… He turned off his phone and put it away, looking away for just a second only to feel a weight on his legs. He glanced down, his right eye twitching as he saw what, no, who, was on his legs. Error had just apparently decided it would be a good idea to lay his head on Ink’s lap.

Was that gay? That was really gay to Ink.

He shoved Error off the couch.

“MOTHERF#CKER-”

“Language!” Blue called down from the second floor. There was a thump and a crash, though, and- “F#ck sh#t oW!”

“You really do try, Blue!” Error called, pulling himself off the floor. He sat back down on the couch, this time in the middle, resting his arm on Ink’s shoulder and his chin on Ink’s head.

“What are you doing?” Ink asked, trying to push him off, to no avail.

“Taking advantage of how short and weak you are,” Error replied, wrapping his other arm around Ink and covering his mouth with his sleeve. “now shut up.”

Blue came back eventually with a huge gray, fluffy cat in his arms, only to find them in that same position. Ink had crossed his arms and looked a bit annoyed, but other than that, the same.

He sighed, rolling his eyes. “Error, unless you and Ink are going to suck face, could you please free him? We don’t have time for this.”

Ink gagged, while Error just kind of choked and turned red as a tomato. Ink was a bit red, too, but that was easily hidden by the thin, beige scarf he had chosen to keep on. Error quickly let go of Ink, who jumped up. “Alright so, where am I supposed to set up?” He asked quickly, trying to ignore the temperature rise of his face.

Blue just grinned, leading Ink into another room, where he had already set up a canvas, paint and a chair, along with a cat bed, which he placed the cat in. “His name is Puffball, by the way,” Blue said, watching the large cat get comfy. “You should have a few hours until he gets up and moves.”

Ink nodded, sitting himself down in the chair and adjusting the canvas placement to his liking, and began once Blue moved out of the way.

Eventually, Error decided to come in and watch, bringing a chair with him. He sat down next to Ink in the chair, watching him as he continued to sketch. He… had to admit, it was pretty good, even for just a half-finished sketch.

What the two didn’t realize, was that it had just began to snow, and the intensity was quickly picking up.

“Done!” Ink exclaimed, putting down his paintbrush and admiring his art. Error had to bite his tongue in order to hold himself back from complimenting Ink too much, but a little, “That’s good,” may have slipped out on accident, causing him to blush and stutter out a tiny “I mean-” in order to try and redeem himself. Too late.

Ink chuckled at the comment, rolling his eyes and glancing over at Blue, who was looking worriedly out the window. Well, that’s what Ink and Error thought, in all honesty he was smirking. Phase two… complete? Yeah. He turned to the two other males, now appearing guilty. “Well, sorry to tell you guys this- But it seems the snow flurries I thought would pass quickly… weren’t really flurries,” he proceeded to show the two the window, where there was so much snow falling they could barely even see a few feet out. “You guys will have to stay over, there’s no way I’m letting Error drive in this weather.”

As Error and Ink panicked a little at the thought of staying with each other, with Blue, overnight, Blue shut the blinds, picking up one of the shorthair kittens and snuggling it, trying to keep the small cat warm.

Luckily, when Error and Ink finally agreed and each texted their parents, they agreed wholeheartedly with Blue, telling them to be home as soon as they could, though.

Phase three.

Blue snuggled himself up in blankets on the couch, giving Ink and Error two blankets… total. They were sort of thick, not enough to keep them warm if they each used one, though. He watched as they eventually resorted to sharing the blankets after much debating, putting them extra close together. They seemed much warmer after that… especially their faces.

They had agreed on a movie, eventually, and were watching it with popcorn, chips, water and some sour cream & onion dip. It was an okay movie, could be better in Ink’s opinion. He did get into it after a while, gently entangling his legs with Error’s to keep them warm. Blue had lent Ink some of his fuzzy socks, and then told Error his feet were too big and he would rip any pair he tried to put on.

So Ink was just laughing internally at him as he tried to put the blankets over his feet as well, and well, failing. Eventually Error did give up, though, allowing Ink to tangle their legs together.

Before the movie ended, the power ended up going out, making the three teens groan in frustration, all of them getting their phones and turning on the flashlight.

“Bed, then?” Blue asked, tossing the blankets off of himself. Error and Ink nodded, each grabbing one blanket.

“Where are we sleeping?” Ink asked, glancing around the dark room.

Blue’s grin twitched as he tried to stop a smirk from making it’s way onto his face, but his smugness was heard even through his voice. “You and Error will be sleeping in my bed, I’m on the couch.”

“Oh, f#ck no! I’m not sleeping with him!” Error exclaimed, throwing a piece of popcorn at Blue. Blue caught in his mouth, grinning.

“You guys are my guests, I insist! My bed is way comfier than the couch!”

“Fine, I’ll sleep in your bed,” Ink blurted out, walking past him. “where is your room?”

Blue grinned, grabbing Error’s wrist and pulling the taller with him as he began to lead Ink up the stairs. “I’ll show you! Error already knows where it is, but clearly he won’t come willingly. I shall be your guide!”

Error’s face flushed as he finally gave in, only trying to pull away when they got to the top of the stairs. Unfortunately, Blue knew his friend more than most, and Error was unable to escape.

“God dammit, Blue-” Error cursed, shaking his free fist angrily at his friend, only getting a small laugh out of the blue eyed boy.

“Come on, Error, I’m doing you a favor!” Blue insisted, opening the door to his room, letting Ink in, and shoving Error in after him. “You’ll thank me later!” He assured, not even surprised that soon after, he could hear shuffling and two figures flopping onto the bed… one hit the floor soon after, but that was fine! … he hoped.

He stayed up there for a little while to make sure Error didn’t try and leave, listening to the two argue and one hit the floor every so often. He left before their arguing was done, though Blue was sure it would end soon, they sounded like they were getting tired…

“Sleep on the floor, Ink!” Error shoved him off the bed once again, spreading himself out on the king size, only to get pushed off again by the (surprisingly strong when he wants to be) artist nerd. It went on for a while, each male determined to… claim the bed as his? Yeah, sure. Are males territorial now? Maybe they’ve always been and the author’s just too lesbian to figure it out because she doesn’t hang with guys? Yep.

But whatever.

The two eventually did get tired, Ink sooner than Error because he didn’t play sports… and he had to deal with Error’s bullsh#t which was even worse than simply pushing him off a bed.

He let Error fall asleep before crawling onto the bed again, not even surprised to find that Error had barely taken up a half of the bed, and stretched out on his own side, not bothering to push Error off. Don’t poke a sleeping bear, jeez.

Ink found himself falling asleep sooner than he thought, only covered in a sheet and a sort of thin blanket. Cold, too, cause the heater was off.

He heard the bed creak a little as he drifted off, but didn’t even pay any attention to it, he was too tired.

Ink woke up earlier than Error, not surprising, but the surprising thing was how warm he was. Had the power turned on again?

He opened his left eye, finding his vision full of white… was there a cat on him? The answer was yeah, one of Blue’s fluffier cats. But there was something else. He slowly opened his other eye, surprised to find most of his vision blocked by a surprisingly familiar shade of brown.

He then started wondering what the hell he was hugging. And, well it wasn’t too obvious to figure out what, or who was holding him, therefore not hard to figure out who he was clinging onto so tightly to. He would’ve wiggled out, but the cat on top of them was still sleeping.

Should he? Nah, it would wake up soon enough. Around dawn would be when it would wake, probably, and judging by the darkness of the room, it was around 4 AM. Since when did he wake up that early… ?

He didn’t care anymore, he was still tired, he couldn’t move, so he went back to sleep.

Error awoke a few hours later, probably around 8. A miracle Ink had been able to fall asleep and stay asleep for that long. The cat was gone, so obviously Error had no reason (in his mind) not to scream, pry Ink off him, and fall off the bed. Which he did, blushing like mad.

That woke Ink up, who was pretty shook at that. He shuffled over, looking down at Error. He snorted, spotting the other’s blush. “Damn, you must’ve really liked cuddling with me or I don’t think you’d have slept that late-”

He listened to Error splutter out incoherent words, just a bunch of gibberish to him honestly. He stepped out of bed, stretching and cracking his knuckles. “Morning, by the way.”

Ink laughed quietly and grinned as Error pulled himself up, shaking and blushing. He left Error, heading downstairs, where Blue was making pancakes and giggling at something on his phone.

Ink narrowed his eyes in suspicion, but sighed, grabbing his beanie and a blanket and wrapping it around himself. Still cold. “Hey Blue, is it safe to get going yet? I kinda want to get home-”

“Nonsense! You’re at least staying to eat breakfast first. Besides, knowing Error he’ll be asleep for a few more hours,” Blue said loudly, handing Ink a plate of pancakes.

‘How is he so peppy?’ Ink wondered, sitting down at the table. 'It’s only eight!’

Ink finished up as Error was coming down, putting his plate in the sink as Error stumbled into the kitchen, looking more awake than he should’ve. Thinking that Blue would question him, he had prepared himself with an answer, but Blue just grinned up at him knowingly as he handed him a few chocolate chip pancakes. Error squinted in confusion at him, gaping as Blue held up his phone, a picture of the two sleeping together up. Phase three complete. Phase four??

“You-!” Error placed the plate on the counter, making a grab for the phone, Blue leading him in a five-minute chase all over the house. Luckily he hadn’t been making any pancakes at the time.

Error eventually flopped down onto the couch, groaning. “Blue- Give me that phone, I swear I’ll tell everyone about your crush-”

Blue giggled, bouncing around with energy. “What crush, Error? I hope you don’t think I have a crush on that Jovel boy!”

Ink was a bit confused, raising a brow at their actions as he got ready to go. “Which Jovel? Drew or Nevin?”

Error sat up, huffing, “Never mind. It’s not important. You better delete that, Blueberry!” He got up and grabbed his pancakes, as well as a fork and some syrup, drowning his pancakes in the sweet liquid and munching angrily on the breakfast food.

“No promises!” Blueberry just laughed as Error shot him a glare, putting his phone away and using up the rest of the batter on pancakes.

Ink zipped up his jacket, silently urging Error to hurry up so they could get out of there.

Error eventually finished, leaving his plate on the table and shooting another glare at Blue as he went to get ready. Blue grabbed Error’s plate and put it in the sink, walking over to them to wish them both goodbye, of course telling them to stay safe.

He did manage to swipe Error’s phone from his pocket, if only to have an excuse to go out and catch them, but doing what? Only Blue knew.

Bonus that I wasn’t gonna put in but my friend wanted me to.

He waved Error and Ink goodbye as they walked out, quickly putting on his shoes and waiting.

Error unlocked the van, hopping in on his side as Ink got in on the passenger’s side. Ink and Error both closed their doors, Ink fixing his hair while Error practically copied him and did the same, staring at the other out of the corner of his eye.

Ink glanced over as Error finished fixing his hair, snorting quietly. “Dude, what are you doing? Your hair looks fine.”

Error froze, stopping and slowly taking his gloves off to drive. Ink buckled his seatbelt, raising a brow.

“What?” they both asked at the same time, stopping to process that. Only Ink laughed, but as his eyes were closed, Error found himself leaning in and in a split second, Ink’s laugh was silenced by a soft kiss, his eyes shooting open in surprise.

It lasted only a second and Error felt all too soon he was pulling away. He stared at Ink for a moment, his face slowly heating up. “F#ck, I just did that, I’m so stupid, I don’t even know why-”

It was a surprise to find Ink’s lips pressed to his once again, but this time they both had a chance to kiss each other, not even bothering to speak as they did it again and again, both asking why and how and when.

“You know, I can see you guys.”

Blue grinned as both teens jumped, facing him. Error let go of Ink, opening the door. “What do you want?” He was a bit upset that Blue had interrupted, but he was trying not to let that through, obviously failing.

“You forgot your phone,” Blue stated, holding out Error’s phone to him. “thought you might want it.”

Error snatched it, blushing. “Thanks.”

Blue didn’t ask any questions before he went back inside, he already knew. Besides, this was his plan, his fault that it happened this early. Error didn’t know whether to be amazed or downright mad.

He went with both. Ink went with amazed.

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