I Tolerate You

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"You're meant to be working, Ciel," you said with a grin as you shut the study door behind you. Ciel frowned slightly, the tips of his ears reddening slightly.

"Ciel? Is everything okay?" You placed a tea tray on his desk and began to make a cup of tea, your worry increasing steadily with every second the young lord stayed silent.

"Everything is... Fine. But I wish to speak with you." He sat up slightly straighter and looked you in the eyes as the blush became more noticeable and spread across his face.

"I, ahem, appreciate your presence, my Lady. It's always nice to have you around." You smiled softly.

"Is that you saying you like me, Ciel?" Ciel's entire face was now red as he looked away, hiding behind some papers.

"... It just means that I tolerate you."

"Whatever you say, Ciel."

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