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

(I say this a lot but I'm sorry for the delay in chapters. I'm working on a side story that is proving to be a lot of work if I want to get it out on time. I've also haven't had a lot of motivation here lately)

~Y/n's POV~

I felt myself jolt awake as the nightmare ended. I quickly calmed down once I realized what had happened and took a deep steady breath. That was a lot of information to take in. I was scared of what Nightmare might see, I didn't want him to be subject to that horror. I supposed there would be one positive of him remembering... We would be able to get inside info about the other skeletons in Nightmare's old group.

I turned to my side to see if Ink was awake. Oh, he was already out of bed... That was odd. He usually never left bed without me. We usually woke up at the same time, in fact. I sighed with slight worry and got out of bed. I had to search for a little bit for my shirt because I didn't remember where I had thrown it. Luckily it wasn't terribly hard to find, it had apparently landed on one of the standing mirrors in the room. 

I stared at myself in the mirror as I got dressed. I looked unusually pale and there was a very faint outline of my ribs against my skin. The marks of the VOID would always haunt me even if I wasn't there anymore. I swear I could occasionally still hear it whisper to me, begging me to come back into it's icy embrace. I shivered as painful memories started to resurface. I wished I could just forget that it even happened. I wished I could just remember the times I had with Nightmare in there.

Actually, there were some moments I did wish I could forget about him. While mostly all the time I spent with Nightmare was good... we had our moments. Moments I would carry to my grave if I was lucky. Things were desperate while we were stuck. Ink wasn't the only one with secrets kept hidden. I don't think I could ever tell him. Even though I regretted what I did deeply, would he still be upset? 

I slapped myself gently as I felt a single tear run down my cheek. Stop it, Y/n... you're better than this. You're better than the desperate and lonely woman you had become in there. Me and Nightmare were back in the multiverse and we left those parts of ourselves behind in the VOID. The parts that so craved physical intimacy and emotional comfort that we... 

I heard the door creak open behind me and I flinched. I turned my head around and to my surprise it was Nightmare who had come in. I had been expecting Ink but this made more sense. Of course he noticed my negative emotions. With all the time we spent together, he had become really fine-tuned to my feelings.

"You alright?" Night asked me as he gently shut the door behind him. I knew it was just a rhetorical question considering he definitely knew I wasn't. I shook my head anyway and turned back to face the mirror.

"Sorry... Sometimes after experiencing one of my nightmares there some side effects. Like remembering bad memories, increased sensitivity to negativity, amplified emotions, and some other ones." He explained guiltily, not making eye contact with me in the mirror.

"It's fine, Night. You can't control it. I'm just experiencing the first thing you listed. I'll get over it." 

"Bad memories? Do you, um, want to talk about it?"

I pondered this for a moment. For one, he already knew about this memory. But that also made it worse. I didn't want to hurt his feelings. Even though I'm sure he already knew about how I felt about that whole thing. After all, I was the one who had stopped it. I wasn't sure what to do, did I tell him or not? I did want to vent a bit, and he was the only one I could tell.

"Do you remember... in the VOID... when we kissed?" I finally questioned softly. I definitely didn't want to risk Dream or Ink hearing it. Especially Ink. If he found out what we had done... he would be crushed.