Sebaciel- The Whisper

Choices

Sebastian's p.o.v.~

The young master is still asleep, I thought as I looked at my pocket watch. I still haven't prepared his tea.

I sighed, closed my pocket watch, and put it back in my pocket. "I must hurry..."

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A few minutes later, I frantically rushed to my young master's room with his favorite tea, Earl Grey.

When I opened his door, much to my fears, he was already awake and sitting up in his bed. "You're late Sebastian."

I bowed my head. "Yes, sorry sir. It won't happen again."

I brought his tea over, and not long after, he drained to contents of the cup. When he put the cup down, I grabbed his eye patch and tied it over the eye that marked his contract with me.

All the while, he sat there sighing, as I started to undress him from his night clothes. When his shirt was off, I couldn't stop myself. My hand ran across his chest, slowly. He jumped back, cheeks red. "S-Sebastian?! What is the meaning of this?!"

I pulled my hand back, whispering, "Deeply sorry sir...."

Ciel just blinked. His hands trembled, and his chest heaved. He made a small noise, grabbed the collar of my shirt, and pulled my face close to his. He put his forehead against mine, then pressed his lips softly together with mine. When he pulled away, I was dumbfounded, sitting on my knees on the floor.

He looked down, cheeks even redder than before. "Don't tell anyone of this."

I bowed my head, "As you wish, sir."

I want to tell him. But how...? I don't just want to say it right out of the blue.... Then again...

I look up at him with soft eyes.

He did kiss me....

Should I tell him?

If he loves me...

Will he say something....?

Darn it all... I'm acting like a child.

This choice...

This... Impossible choice....

It's getting to my head....

What do I do?