Tainted (Sebastian x Reader's Butler x Reader x Ciel)

Relief

   Damien's POV

   You were driving back from the Undertakers. You had finally finished transporting the bodies, and so you decided to go back and see how (F/N) was doing. As you pulled up in the driveway, you sighed and patted the horse's back and jumped off the reigns. You unclipped the horses and led them to the stables.

   "Thank you, Amaimon." You stroked the horse before walking off to the front of the Manor. As you opened the door, you took off your coat and straightened your gloves. You walked to your Master's room and knocked on the door.

   "What is it?" Ciel called from inside. Your eyes widened at the thought of the Earl and Lady Grimm together. She was yours, not Ciel's. As you opened the door, your foot tapped against something metal on the floor. You looked down and gasped; it was the same knife that (F/N) had tried to kill herself with four times. You slammed it open and looked at the bed, only to see Ciel curled up and hugging onto a pillow.

   "Earl Phantomhive, where is my Master?!" You asked impatiently. Ciel looked up at you and shrugged.

   "She ran off."

   "Do you know where she went? Did she harm herself?" You took a step towards the Earl.

   "No, I woke up and heard her screaming." He stood up and threw the pillow back on the bed. "When I arrived, she had the knife to her heart but I stopped her." He walked out of the room, kicking the knife behind him. You sighed in relief and combed your hair with your hands.

   "You can't sleep in here! It's my room!" The familiar voice of Bard echoed throughout the halls. Walking out of the room, you picked up the dagger and closed the door behind you.

   You calmly walked to Bard's room. On the way there, you were met by Mey-Rin and Bard giving an asleep Finny a piggy-back ride, both of them whispering to each other. You stopped in front of them.

   "Yeah! Then we ca-" Bard walked into you, nearly dropping a tired Finny. He took a step back to steady himself.

   "Hey, sorry Damien. Hehehe..." He whispered, obviously hiding something.

   "Where is Lady Grimm?" You asked them, "And why are you all up so late? Clearly, Finny should not have been up at this time." You said, pinching the bridge of your nose and pointing at the Gardener. "Just make sure you all back in your quarters by the time I come back. Especially you, Mey-Rin. And try not to fall over, I don't want any injuries." 

   "She's in my room asleep." Bard said angrily. You raised an eyebrow at him, to which he grunted. "Don't ask me why she's in there! Ask her!" He pointed a thumb to a room behind him and the trio hurried off to their rooms.

   Only a few steps later, you had arrived at Bard's room. You knocked on the door, but no-one answered. You slowly opened the door and looked in. Your Master was peacefully asleep on the end of the bed, hugging a pillow. You smiled and walked in, closing the door behind you.

   As you walked over to the bed, you knelt on one knee and watched your Master sleep. As you looked closer, you could see her eyes were red and her cheeks were wet.

   You gently stroked her cheek and sighed. 

   Why, out of all people, did my Master have to suffer?

   You leant forward and placed a kiss on her soft lips, hoping that that would be enough to make her feel happier, but judging from the argument you had yesterday, that wasn't going to work. You gently caressed the Contract mark on her back, knowing that that was the only connection you had.

   "I tried to make you happy, Master," You sighed, standing up and walking to the door. You rested your head against the wall and looked at her. "I tried my hardest. If that is not enough, then I have failed as your Butler. I... I am sorry. I won't bother you again." You walked out of the door sadly, knowing that your Master would be better off with someone like the Earl or his Butler.

   You sighed. You were getting used to the pain in your heart. She had unknowingly caused your heart so much pain within the three years you had spent with her, you no longer cared. It didn't hurt you any more. You let go of the door handle, closing it behind you.