I bleed for you ~A sequel to I bleed Red | An Ink x Reader~

~Y/n's POV~

I slumped onto the bed with a loud and obvious sigh. Ink seemed oblivious to my sign that I wanted to talk and laid his scarf on the pitch black night stand next to the bed. Either that, or he was purposefully ignoring me. I doubted that was the case. Sometimes Ink was just clueless.

Ink pulled up his side of the blankets before he realized I wasn't lying down any time soon. He looked up at me with an inquiring look, both of his eye lights had turned into green question marks. I think that was one of the best parts of him being able to feel emotions freely, I got to see his eyes change more often. I quickly shook off that thought and reminded myself why I wanted to catch his attention. 

"Ink... we need to talk. About Blade." I began, looking at him with a determined expression. He instantly tensed up and looked terrified. "Please." I added on pleadingly.

Ink looked down at the bed sheets, and then I saw his eyes flicker to something in the right corner of the room. I glanced over there, but once again I couldn't see anything. It had to be Blade that he kept looking at. I wish I could hear what she was saying to him...

I turned my head back around and saw Ink had shut his eye sockets tightly and he was gripping the sheets dangerously. I didn't hesitate for a second to grab onto his shoulder to calm him down. What the hell did she say to him? 

Ink opened his eyes when he felt my comforting pressure on his shoulder, and he looked back up into my eyes. I gave him a reassuring smile and gestured for him to sit on the bed. His eyes flickered to the corner again, and then he jumped up to sit on the side of the bed.

I shifted my position to that I was sitting right next to him, our knees pressed against each other as I leaned my head onto his shoulder. He wrapped his arm around my waist as he usually did and we sat there in silence for a little bit. Then, I felt his grip tighten as he glanced back at the corner again.

"What ever she's saying isn't true, Ink. I just want to understand the situation. I think that's the least you owe me after this whole fiasco." I moved my hand to grip his bony thigh, hoping it would bring his attention back to me. I couldn't help but feel a little jealous that Blade kept distracting him. I knew it couldn't be for good reasons, but I just couldn't control my emotions.

My attempt worked and he looked back around to look at me. His grip loosened and I could feel him sigh. "I owe you so much more, I'm really sorry for what I did. It wasn't right of me." He sounded so resigned and it pained my very SOUL. Speaking of SOULs, that gave me an idea.

"Ink, can I see your SOUL?" I blurted out the question without really thinking. I felt heat rise to my cheeks slightly in embarrassment. Ink looked surprised at my request and once again I saw his eyes flicker to the corner. However, he nodded and put his hand to his chest. When he had retracted his hand, a rainbow colored heart followed.

"When I first saw your SOUL, you said you had made modifications to it." I had meant it to be a question, but it turned out more like a statement. Ink still nodded, pressing me to continue. "Could I see it without them? Without the modifications?" 

Ink looked at me warily, but he could tell I really wanted him to. He gulped nervously (somehow), but did so anyway. He didn't think that he had the right to say no to me after his actions today. With a wave of his bony hand, the heart completely changed it's coloring and condition. 

The SOUL standing in front of us was the exact one I had seen in my timeline jump. It was a deep dark red, almost like blood. I was knowledgeable enough on SOULs to know that the trait was DETERMINATION, one of the most dangerous ones in my opinion. Did that mean Blade had the power to RESET? Could Ink RESET now? I felt chills go up my spine, I never did like the idea that someone could completely undo a timeline.