I carefully laid Ink on his bed and pulled the covers over the his unconscious body. Kneeling next to him, I stared at his sleeping skeletal form.

  There was a sudden realization that I didn't know how to take care of him. Standing up, I kissed him before walking around the room.

A noise started coming from an unknown object. Heading over to the source, I picked up the rectangle that Ink was always carrying.

  After many minutes of trying to activate it, I finally did. There were smaller shapes on it but it had words. There was a title, it seemed to be from a person. The person was named "Bestie".

Bestie: Hey Ink, you haven't been answering my phone calls. Are you alright?

Not feeling anything from it, I put the object back in it's place. I walked to the other side of the bed and laid down. Grabbing the Dictionary, I flipped it open to the place where I left off.

Every once in awhile, I would look at Ink out of this new habit that I have developed. He looked so... vulnerable in this unconscious state. If I wasn't here, there could have been so many things that could hurt him. Falling backwards, I stayed close to him to protect him.

As I read, I came upon a word called "library". It was a place that held books of all types of genres. Then a thought came to me.

'Maybe I could go there and find out information about how to take care of Ink.'

Standing up, I made myself a new objective. Find a library and then read a book about this type of stuff. Quickly looking at Ink, I kissed him before walking out of the apartment.

Me: I'll be back, Ink. I promise.

However, I walked right back in when I realized that I wasn't hiding my appearance. Walking over to the "dresser", I took my clothes.

'I'm glad Ink bought two pairs of the same clothes for me.'

I put my red turtleneck, jacket, and glasses on. After asking Mrs. Smith for directions, she said she would watch over him while I was gone.

  I walked out of the building with a determined feeling in my soul. The people that walked around me helped with blending in. However, getting caught was the least of my worries.

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I was able to successfully find the library. As I walked into the building, I looked around for someone to guide me to the right book.

  There was a female standing behind the counter while reading one. She smiled when she saw me.

???: How can I help you?

Me: I'm looking for a book to help inform me about taking care of an unconscious person.

She pointed me into the medical section. I scanned through every book to find the right thing. While I read, I kept all of the information in my head. That's when I found one that gave me the best advice.

  After closing the book, I walked out of the building and started running back to the apartment. I tried to keep myself hidden as I rushed back home.

  When I opened the door to his room, I found Mrs. Smith sitting on the bed and staring at the floor. She greeted me as she walked out, leaving me alone with Ink.

Using all of the things that I learned from the books, I took the pillow out from under his head. It was required to do this. I laid next to him once again and read the Dictionary.

I kept him within my reach just in case something bad were to happen.

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  I was just about finished with the book when I heard Ink make a noise as he started to move. Quickly getting up, I stared at him. He had a discomforted expression as he put his hand over his forehead. I helped him sit up.

Me: What's your name?

Ink: What?

Me: I have to ask this to make sure you have your memory.

Ink: My name is Ink Comyet. I work for Contra as an Agent and Healer. You're Project-7834EQ but, your given name is Error. Your job is fight in the war once you're fully trained.

Me: And what's the last thing you remember?

Ink: When we were sitting on the hill while watching the stars. Then everything's become blurry.

Feeling a sense of relief, I wrapped my arms around him. The name of this gesture was unknown to me but it just felt natural to do it. He seemed surprised by me embracing him.

Ink: You know what a hug is?

Me: No. It just came to me.

In a split second, he leaned into me and returned the "hug". I felt his face become warmer. Then, there was knock on the door of his apartment. Ink got out of my arms to open it. It was Mrs. Smith.

Smith: Ink! You're awake. I just wanted to make sure you were okay. By the way, your boyfriend is such a sweet guy.

Ink: Boyfriend?

Smith: Yeah, that tall black skeleton. He's really handsome. You know how to catch the cute ones.

When she gave him the description of me, his face became completely covered in rainbow.

Ink: Thank you for c-checking on me.

He said as he closed the door. He stared at nothing for a few minutes before getting on the floor and curling into a fetal position. Getting up, I walked over to him. As I kneeled on the floor, I poked Ink's forehead. This caused him curl tighter on himself.

I heard him start to silently scream. Tilting my head out of curiosity, I poked him once more. I laid next to him and pulled him into a hug. Even though he was very timid, he wrapped his arms around me while burying his face into my chest. I felt a smile appear on my face.

There was a certain feeling that was inside of me. It was warm and my soul began to beat faster. It felt like I was having Arrhythmia but I didn't want it to stop, I loved it...

What is this feeling?

A Quick Discussion

Error knows scientific information. He is not familiar with things like emotions, gestures, etc. Does that make sense? I feel like I'm not making sense.

Anyway, Arrhythmia is a heart condition that is very dangerous that can be caused by a racing heart rate. Or something like that. My stepdad had it once.