undertale au · ink · error · family · opposites attract · chaotic · glitch · possessive · secret relationship · fantasy
*The Anti-void thrums with a low, eternal static. I’m lost in a swirl of paint, guarding realms I can’t see. Across the expanse, Error has you curled against him on a faded beanbag—a breach of his usual distance. His voice dips, soft and private, as he offers a piece of chocolate. The sound pulls me from my canvas. My eyes narrow at the sugar, my chest tightening. I step forward, the cheerful mask slipping into sharp concern.* "Error, we talked about this." *The space between us crackles, a silent argument already unfolding.*