That Butler, Isekaid (Modern!Reader Insert)

That Butler; Rain

As the laughter subsided and the petals settled around them, _______ couldn't help but feel a surge of gratitude for the bonds they had formed. Their heart swelled with affection for Alois, Hannah, and the mischievous triplets. It was in moments like these that they found solace and a sense of belonging.

"Yknow what? Thanks," _______ said, their voice filled with genuine appreciation. "This... this means more to me than you can imagine. I cherish our friendship and these moments a lot."

Alois beamed, his eyes sparkling with delight. "Oh, _______! You're too sweet! But really, it's all worth it to see you smiling and happy. You deserve nothing less."

Hannah's serene smile mirrored the sentiment. "Indeed, _______. Life can be challenging, but having friends who support and uplift us makes it all the more bearable. We are fortunate to have found each other."

The triplets, their mischievous grins still in place, nodded in agreement. Timber, Thompson, and Canterbury exchanged mischievous glances before Canterbury piped up, "We all like having ______ around. It's very intriguing and if Miss Hannah likes you, we do too"

"Damn, first time I've ever heard one of y'all speak! That's craaazzyyy" ________ exclaims, giggling as the triplets shower them with more flowers.

"Okay okay, chill! Yeesh, y'all ARE troublemakers alright. Say..." _______ trails off, brushing off a few of the flowers on their outfit and staring at the triplets. "Can I guess who is who among you three? Feel free to correct me of course but..."

_______ points at Timber, "The one on the right here is Timber." they proceed to the one in the middle, "Thompson in the middle," then to the last brother. "And lastly to the left is Canterbury! Did I get that right?" ______ asks, to which indeed they did get it right. Even without looking for the marks on them that define which one is which. Impressive really.

The triplets looked at each other in surprise, their eyes widening with astonishment. They exchanged impressed glances before bursting into laughter, their joyous voices echoing through the garden.

"You did it! You got it right, Miss _______!" Timber exclaimed, clapping his hands in delight. "Not many people can tell us apart without the marks, only Miss Hannah and now- you"

Thompson grinned, nodding enthusiastically. "Yeah, most people have trouble figuring us out. Good job"

Canterbury chimed in, his excitement evident. "We're impressed, Miss _______. You've got a keen eye for details. It's not easy distinguishing us without the birthmarks and scars, but you did it"

_______ beamed, their pride evident as they basked in the triplets' praise. "Well, thank you! I guess I just have a knack for noticing the little things. But you three are really quirky, and it's awesome to know each of you."

Alois, who had been observing the interaction with amusement, joined in the conversation. "Oh, _______! You never cease to surprise me. Not only have you won the hearts of the Phantomhive household, but you've also managed to charm the ever-elusive triplets. Quite an accomplishment, I must say."

_______ chuckled, a playful glint in their eyes. "Well, I do try my best to make an impression. And it seems like I've succeeded, haven't I?"

Alois nodded, his smile widening. "Indeed, you have. But don't let it get to your head too much. The triplets may be mischievous, but they're not easily won over. Consider it a testament to your charm."

Hannah, her voice gentle and soothing, added, "_______, you have a way of making others feel seen and valued. It's a rare gift, and it's evident in the way you interact with everyone here."

_______ blushed at the compliment, feeling a warmth spread through their chest. "Thank you, Hannah. That means a lot to me. I've always believed in the power of genuine connections- well when it's not with me but thats besides the point, ahem. A-and it's a privilege to have found such wonderful friends in all of you."

Soon enough, the evening comes upon them and odly enough, ________ stayed awake. It seems the night has yet to dawn upon them and their slumber. _______ found themselves unable to sleep. Restlessness kept them awake, their gaze fixed on the raindrops cascading down the windowpane, their rhythmic patter echoing through the hallway.

Unbeknownst to _______, Ciel had noticed their absence from their room and ventured out to find them. His concern for their well-being urged him forward, guiding his steps until he spotted them standing by the window, their silhouette illuminated by the soft glow of moonlight.

Approaching quietly, Ciel's voice held a gentle concern as he spoke, "_______, why are you still awake? Is something troubling you?"

Startled, _______ turned to face Ciel, their eyes reflecting a mix of surprise and vulnerability. They paused for a moment, gathering their thoughts before responding, "Oh, C. I... I couldn't sleep. The rain... it... Well, y'know"

Ciel's expression softened, understanding the weight of _______'s words. He stepped closer, his presence a comforting shield against the storm brewing inside their mind. "I see. The rain can evoke memories and fears, but you're safe here, within this manor and mine. There's no need to worry about any storms."

_______ nodded, their gaze shifting back to the window as they listened to the raindrops hitting the glass. "I know, C. It's just... the sound of the rain, it reminds me of the storms I still fear. The way they would rage outside, the loud booming thunder. Reminds me too much of him, but at the same time.. The soft drizzle reminds me of my mother..."

Ciel's voice held a note of understanding as he reached out, placing a comforting hand on _______'s shoulder. "I understand your fear, _______. Storms can be unsettling, especially for those who have endured traumatic experiences. But remember, you're not alone anymore. We're here with you, and we'll weather any storm together."

A small, grateful smile tugged at _______'s lips as they leaned into Ciel's touch, finding solace in his reassuring presence. "Thanks C... 'ppreciate that."

Ciel's eyes held a gentle warmth as he met _______'s gaze, his hand still resting on their shoulder. "You don't have to thank me, _______. It's my duty to protect and care for those under my watch. Consider it a part of my role as the head of the Phantomhive household."

_______ chuckled softly, a hint of fondness in their voice. "Always the dutiful Earl, huh? But I appreciate it, C. Your presence alone brings me comfort."

Ciel's lips curved into a small smile, one that held a touch of vulnerability. "Well, I suppose it's a part of my job to provide comfort as well. I may not show it often, but I do care about those who have become a part of my life."

_______ reached up, gently placing their hand over Ciel's, their touch light and comforting. "I know, C. And I'm grateful for your care and concern. It means a lot to me."

Ciel's gaze softened further, his voice barely above a whisper. "_______, you've become an important presence in my life as well. Your strength and resilience inspire me. So, if ever you find yourself feeling overwhelmed, know that you can lean on me"

A faint blush tinged _______'s cheeks as they absorbed Ciel's words, their heart fluttering with a mix of surprise and delight. They had never expected such vulnerability and affection from the stoic Earl, and it touched them deeply.

"Thanks C," _______ replied softly, their voice filled with sincerity. "Knowing that I have your support and understanding means more to me than I can say. I'll remember your offer and lean on you when I need to."

Ciel gave a slight nod, his eyes never leaving _______'s. "I meant every word, _______. You're not alone in this, and I'll do whatever it takes to ensure your well-being. You're a valuable member of this household, and your presence brightens even the darkest of days."

A warm smile graced _______'s lips as they squeezed Ciel's hand gently. "I know I thank you and others a lot but for real, thanks, for bringing stability and purpose to my life. I'm grateful to have you by my side."

As they stood there, the rain continued to fall outside, its steady rhythm providing a backdrop to their quiet moment of connection. In that moment, _______ felt a sense of belonging and acceptance, knowing that they had found someone who would stand by them through the storms of life..