Forgotten Sebastian X Reader

Chapter Seven: Delivery

As we pulled up to the Phantomhive manor, I realized my jaw had dropped seeing the large building. When the carriage had stopped, the door was opened by a blonde boy who seemed to have the same amount of energy as Lizzie and big, happy eyes. He also had a pink bow tie and mittens.

"I'll get it!" he said, reaching in and taking the cake from our laps. I was shocked as he held it effortlessly and began walking, "Follow me. My name's Finny, by the way."

"Chiyo," I said. I couldn't help but smile at how sweet he was and when Baldroy offered his hand, I took his assistance out of the carriage.

"Franklin," Franklin said, stepping out of the carriage. We followed Finny around the side of the manor to what I assumed was the kitchen, as Sebastian had mentioned. Franklin hurried ahead and opened the door for him and he walked through. 

"Mr. Sebastian said to put the cake on the cart in the hall," Finny said, "Tell me where it is."

"Okay," I said, hurrying up beside Finny, but not fast enough to prevent him from bumping into a maid with pretty red hair. She cried out as the plates in her hand fell. Finny, with Franklins help, managed to keep the box with cake upright while I jumped forward to save a few of the plates. In the end, only three of the ten plates were broken. I sighed.

"Oh, I'm really sorry Mey-Rin!" Finny cried as the woman, Mey-Rin apologized as well.

"I'm really sorry, Miss," she said to me, "I didn't mean to throw the dinner plates at your feet."

"It's fine," I said, "Let's just clean up."

"What have we here?"

I turned to see Sebastian with his arms crossed. He lifted one hand and rubbed the bridge of his nose between his thumb and forefinger, "You two are the only servants I know who can create catastrophes as fast as they are cleaned up, including Baldroy."

"The blonde man with the cigarette?" I asked.

"Yes, why?" Sebastian asked.

"He mentioned something about making dinner for the servants. Is that a problem?"

"It could end up being one," he said, "Thank you for telling me." He hurried away and I watched after him.

"Get the broom Mey-Rin," I said, "That will only occupy him for so long."

"You lied to Mr. Sebastian?" Mey-Rin gasped, "You'll be in a lot of trouble if he finds out."

"I didn't lie. I'm just only fifty percent sure that's what I heard Baldroy say. He would've wanted to check anyway. Go get the broom."

"Right," Mey-Rin said.

"And Mey-Rin, be careful," I added.

"Right!" Mey-Rin turned and speed-walked away.

"Franklin, lead Finny to find that cart while I help Mey-Rin with the mess."

"Oh, sure," Franklin said, still shocked that you had been so brave with the terrifying man. He tugged Finny's arm lightly to lead him around the mess and further down the hall. I jumped when I felt a hand on my shoulder. When I realized it was Sebastian, I stood up from the pieces of glass I had gathered into a pile.

"Yes, Sebastian?"

"I caught Baldroy nearly five minutes before he intended to use his flamethrower. The way I see it, you are either psychic, or your lie worked out in your favor."

"Well..." I started, then pursed my lips.

Sebastian leaned down and picked up the intact plates from the floor.

"I see you did, however, manage to keep all the plates from being shattered, so, I suppose we can make a deal. I pretend you never lied and you will stay by my side tonight."

"What? Why?" I asked.

"If a person is willing to lie for something so small, then they are willing to lie for something big. I have little faith that you or friend are not planning some sort of murder. While I wanted to think the best of you, you little white lie has unfortunately caused me to feel uncertain about you. If you agree to stay in my line of sight, you may yet earn back my trust."

"Alright," I said softly. Some part of me did feel bad. After Sebastian and I had been getting along so well at the cafe, had my lie actually bothered him that much? Sebastian's fingertips lifted my chin and he looked into my eyes before smiling.

"No sense dwelling on this, though. When Mey-Rin returns, if you like, you may help her. Then continue on down this hall and you will find the main stairs. Mey-Rin can help you if you need."

I nodded, still feeling guilt clawing at me. Sebastian put a hand on my cheek and made me look up into his eyes again.

"I'm not angry. Now, please, I want you to enjoy this party." His jovial smile was back and he turned and walked down the hall as Mey-Rin came running back with a broom and dust pan.

"Mey-Rin, don't run," Sebastian said, glancing back at her.

"Yes, Sir, Mr. Sebastian," she said, slowing to a walk and continuing to me. 

As Mey-Rin swept the small pieces into a pile, I put the large pieces into the dustpan. When the glass was in the dust pan, Mey-Rin stood up and bowed.

"I'm terribly sorry you had to help me Miss, yes I am."

"It's fine," I said, smiling slightly, "Could you help me find the room I need to be in?"

"Yes, of course!" she said, "Let me empty the dust pan first."

Mey-Rin hurried toward the kitchen while I started slowly walked down the hall. Mey-Rin came rushing up behind me and smiled, adjusting her cracked glasses.

"Do you plan to replace those?" I asked.

"Oh no. This pair was given to me by the Master. I wouldn't want to change them no matter what."

"That's sweet, Mey-Rin."

She gave me a big smile as we reached a set of doors.

"Stay here," she said. She cracked open the door, revealing it to be a dining room and slipped over to Sebastian. After a quick, quiet exchange, Mey-Rin hurried back out, "Mr. Sebastian wants you to come and stand beside him."

"What?" I asked.

"Yes. I wonder why?"

Mey-Rin ushered me inside and I took the same path she had to reached Sebastian's side.

"All you need to do is stand here quietly and wait until it is time to go to the ballroom," Sebastian leaned down and whispered in my ear.

I nodded, getting the sense that if I disturbed the meal, I was in a lot of trouble.