The Phantomhive Cafe (Sebastian Michaelis x GN!reader)

The Second Meeting

Your boots crunched in the melting snow as you made your way to work. The weather had been on and off the entirety of February. Sometimes it'd be sunny, allowing most of the snow to melt away. Other times it would start snowing all over again.

Today was one of the sunny days, salt that'd been added a couple days prior helped keep the sidewalk mostly clear. You were glad that the streets were free of ice, having almost slipped plenty of times. The only reason you didn't slip during the night was because Sebastian had been there to catch you. Though, not without getting more fuel to tease you.

You arrived at work with no problems, but you couldn't shake the feeling that there were eyes on you. You brushed it off, assuming that Undertaker was peering at you from his shop door again. You stepped inside the cafe and slid your coat off, hanging it up before heading to the kitchen.

Bardroy was already chopping vegetables, Mei-rin sweeping the floor while chatting with the blonde chef. You greeted them, headed over to the sink to finish the previous night's dishes that Tanaka had split with you.

Finny entered the kitchen from the back door, knocking his boots clean of mud. "(Name), you're here! Did you get those treats that Pluto likes? I'm sure he'd love them after not having them for so long."

You turned to Finny and smiled, "Yep!" You reached into your pocket and took out a little baggie of treats that you picked up from the bakery. They were pretty expensive, so you didn't get them too often, but Pluto loved them.

You tossed the baggie to Finnian, who caught them before heading back outside. You heard Pluto's excited barking and assumed he had smelled the treats. You couldn't help but smile, turning the sink back on and continuing with your morning chores.

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You were cleaning up the kitchen with the help of Sebastian. You swept the floors while he wiped down counters and put away dishes. You made occasional small talk, but you had to admit that things were a bit awkward. Here you were, alone in the kitchen with your partner who had a tendency to flirt. You brushed it off, figuring he wouldn't dare try anything in the kitchen where the food and dishes were.

"(Name)? What are you thinking about?" Sebastian suddenly asked, a small smile on his lips.

You looked up, a bit startled, "Oh uh... Nothing too concerning." You gave him an awkward smile, gathering dirt into the dust pan and tossing it. "Just about us."

Sebastian hummed, putting away the last dish and closing the cabinets, "You're wondering if I'd dare try anything... Intimate with you while we're alone."

You nearly choked on your own spit. How did he know that?! Before you could even ask, he gave you a smile. You knew that grin, it was his "I'm one hell of a butler, don't question it!" grin. You sighed, setting the broom aside.

"Sebastian, if you've been able to read minds this whole time, I swear."

"Oh no, it's not that." But the smile on his face said otherwise.

You frowned, not bothering to question it. Instead, you decided to fess up, "Yeah, I was thinking about that."

Sebastian nodded once, folding his hands in front of him, "Well, if I were to try something, it certainly wouldn't be here. That would be unsanitary, and I'm sure the young master would be upset."

You nodded, "Yeah, I figured."

"Would you like to do something like that?"