(A/N please leave comments! I don't know if I'm doing alright or downright horrible without feed back!
-TRIGGER WARNING- Cutting on Sebastian's behalf)
He looked at the newly acquired knife in his hand, a tear dripping to the blade as he put it to his wrist. He closed his eyes and jerked his hand, new tears coming as the smell of his own blood reached his nose. He made another cut , and then another. He didn't care about making them shallow or unnoticable. His main goal was death. He felt dizzy, his vision blurry to where he could barely make out what he was seeing. He felt sick, but for some reason couldn't move. He vomited on the floor, tears stinging his eyes as he slumped against the wall. His window pushed open but he didn't hear it, nor did he hear footsteps pacing across his floor. He vomited again, coughing weakly as he winced. He didn't hear his name called from outside the bathroom door either. Claude had shown up, glancing around as he smelled blood. His breath caught in his throat as he tried the bathroom door, finding it was locked. He became even more frantic, eventually twisting it so it broke, coming off in his hand as he yanked the door open. He looked down, Sebastian barely consious and laying on the floor. Claude put a hand on his shoulder as he flinched away, tears running down his face. Claude held back tears of his own, gently petting Sebastian's hair. He rummaged around in a cabinet, finding bandages and beginning to clean Sebastian up. Sebastian began to lose conciousness, Claude, patting his face gently and talking to him, stupid questions to keep him awake.
"What is my name?"
"Claude...."
"Are cats adorable?"
"Uh huh....."
"Uh....... What is the butler aesthetic?"
Sebastian whimpered, breathing heavily and holding his stomach, "T-To make sure....my master lives a comforted life...."
"Okay..... What are you?"
Sebastian went quiet for a moment, Claude shaking his shoulder slightly until he answered in a low, miserable voice, "A-A disgrace....."
Claude shook his head, "No you aren't.... what are you?"
Sebastian began closing his eyes, Claude petting his hair and wiping tears from Sebastian's face, "A demon," he answered weakly, "And I've failed."
