Day 2: I will always take care of you, no matter what.

My son

        
    Sebastian sighed as he dipped the cloth into cold water, he gently laid it back on his masters head.

  Sebastian looked at his pale and sweaty master, guilt pulled on heart strings. He couldn't help him get better or feel better.

  He had to just watch as he wheezed and slept. He sighed and wonder if this is what the late phantomhives thought when their child would get badly sick. Nothing they could do but take care of him until he got better or worse.

   Ciel cracked on a tired blue eye and watched Sebastian poor a glass of water, "young master, Have some water before you sleep", Sebastian said helping Ciel get in a sitting position.

   Sebastian helped Ciel take a sip of water before helping him back down to lay. "Dad, I don't feel good", Sebastian sighed and rubbed Ciels head, "You have a fever, hopefully you'll be better by tomorrow. For now just sleep", Ciel sighed and closed his eyes.

  Sebastian froze in realization of what his master just called him, he must have thought he was Vincent Phantomhive, yeah that's it, he has a fever and it messing with his Brain.

  Nothing less, nothing more.