Trapped in Black Butler || Sebastian X Reader

XV

When you've led both reaper and demon to the loungeroom to deliver the gifts the three of you part ways. Sebastian and Grell heading to the games room where the guests and Ciel have no doubt begun discussing the matter of drug traffickers, as per the show. You, on the other hand, were left without much direction, aside from Sebastian telling you that he'd come to collect you when you were needed. His words exactly.

Something about the way he says he will 'collect' you makes him seem even more inhuman that you already knew he was. You'd think he would know that an everyday human would say they'd come to 'get' you. Same meaning but a little less... possessive. 

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You pass the time by trying to find where the other three members of staff had found themselves, knowing that wherever it was, they were probably causing problems. You first check the kitchen, the upper right wing and then back down to the loungeroom, wondering if maybe you'd passed each other like some kind of looney toons skit with a hall of doors. 

Albeit tired and bored, you weren't completely surprised to not find them in such a huge space. You are however surprised to have not heard them making a ruckus. Given the small snippet you had seen from this episode of them dealing with the rat problem, you'd assumed you would have heard something already.

As if on cue, you catch a glimpse of something small dart across an intersection in the hallway, followed by the thundering of clumsy footsteps. 

"Hurry up! 'ts gettin' away!" 

"'m tryin' but the net ain't long enough!"

"Don' hurt the poor thing!"

The voices of Mey-rin, Bard and Finny cut through the chaos and soon after you see them barreling after, what you assume was, a rat. 

Without much thought to it, you quickly run after them, grabbing at your skirt to keep it up above your knees. "Hey, wait up!" you shout, panting as you try match their pace.

As they turn a corner, you'd almost managed to catch up to them when you're suddenly brought to a complete stop, not of your own volition. You sputter, having the wind completely knocked out of you by a hand wrapped around your midsection. You cough, followed by a heaving breath.

"I expect it of them," You look over your shoulder at Sebastian, who was clearly displeased, "Don't make me expect it of you." 

You breathe out, tilting forward at your waist as you do, "Ow." is all you supply as you push away from the demon. When you turn you notice him holding onto the handle of a cart, teapot and cups placed neatly on a tray. "Serving tea?" You ask, though it was probably a pointless question. 

He turns away from you to instead push the cart, eyes half lidded in annoyance, "Quite an astute observation." his words are punctuated with a sigh, and you shuffle in place awkwardly as you watch him walk off. When you don't follow, Sebastian stops and beckons you by his side, "Come, I will find a better use for your time than chasing vermin." 

You do as you're told. "So where're the young lord and his guests? Are they in the loungeroom?" 

"Yes. The master and a few remaining guests are awaiting refreshments." he tells you, "Seeing as you have failed to occupy your time appropriately, you will join me in serving them."

You don't argue with him, aside from the fact that you don't feel like disobeying a literal spawn of Satan, you can't say you really mind the duty. "Can do."

He doesn't dignify your modern terminology with a response this time, instead he continues pushing the cart until he's reached the doors to the loungeroom. "Now, I am sure there is no need to tell you this, but it would be best that you refrain from doing and saying as you please." He warns, which you understand is warranted. "Do as I say." You feel like there is more he wants to tell you but he doesn't.