we'll make this work -- (Error x F!Dream)

chapter 13 -- ashamed on both sides

The king turned to Ink and pulled her close, covering their faces with one of his tentacles so the others couldn't see. Then, Ink hadn't expected it, he whispered a very odd request.

"N-Nighty I can't do that-" Ink protested, placing her hands on his chest to push him away. He gave her a hard stare, and she eventually caved in with a reluctant nod of agreement. Silently, Nightmare placed a gently kiss on her forehead and walked into the portal, promptly closing it behind him.

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Dream finished changing into her pajamas for the night. Stepping over the threshold, she breathed in the night air from her balcony. Turning around, she went back inside and closed the door, making sure it was locked.

She turned around and crossed the room, flopping onto her bed tiredly. "Goodness...It really is nice to be home, in bed, with no noise except the peace and quiet...Well, I suppose that's not noise, now is it?"

She smiled softly to herself, reflecting on the day she had spent with her friends...

Out of nowhere, someone had appeared on her bed, causing it to shift, making Dream bolt upright and meet eyes with the intruder. "I-Ink?! Goodness you scared me-" Dream said, placing a hand to her chest as she tried to calm her rapidly beating heart. "What are you doing here anyway, you could've just..."

Ink scooted over, so close to the point their legs touched, and leaned in a bit. "Y-you could've knocked if you wanted something...I-Ink w-what are you-"

Without a word, Ink pressed her hand to Dream's mouth, silencing her. The Guardian's eyes widened, confused, several red flags going off inside her mind. She tried to push Ink away and stand up, though the other quickly grabbed both her wrists and pinned them behind her, forcing her onto her back to trap her own hands. Dream tried to yell, shout, scream, anything, anything at all, to try and make her friend stop, though Ink didn't listen.

Ink straddled her middle, leaning down to the other's neck and giving it a quick nibble. Dream winced at the action and her body began to tremble as Ink continued to leave kisses and nibbles up and down her neck. She tried to squirm away, though to no success. Ink's free hand slipped up Dream's t-shirt, her thumb rubbing circles along the other's (triggered) skin.

Dream sucked in a sharp gasp at the sudden touch, Ink removed her hand from Dream's mouth, and then something happened – something Ink hadn't thought would happen.

Dream began to cry. Tears prickled her eyes and tripped down her cheeks, her breaths were short and strained, and her pleas to stop were barely audible.

"P-please...I-Ink s-st-stop p-please...p-please Ink stop, stop, sto-stop...!"

"Ink, get off her, NOW."

Ink's eyes were downcast, filled with colors of gray and deep blue, of regret, as she stood up from the bed, crossing her arms over her chest. Dream quickly sat up, her hands gripping the bedsheets tighter as her eyes scanned the room and found the owner of the voice in the corner.

Nightmare stood there, his expression unreadable, his stance stiff yet still intimidating. Dream didn't know what to think. She couldn't even comprehend what had happened and its relation to Nightmare being there, her brother being there.

Dream grabbed the blanket and tossed it over herself, teleporting from the room to somewhere she knew for a fact she'd be safe.

"...We messed up big time, Nightmare."

"...I think for once, you might be right..."

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"WHAT HAVE I DONE WRONG TO DESERVE THIS?!" she screamed into the abyss. Dream's heart ached, her entire body was sore and tired, beaten and worn, just like her emotions. She kicked a rock into the bottomless pit of Outertale's space.