"Who put this in here? And which piece is this?" You ask, pulling a chess piece out of the bag. "That is the queen piece and it's mine" You turned your head to see Ciel, Earl of Phantomhive.
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"My lord.." "Shall we?" He offered his hand to you and you went into the closet. "Sebastian, make sure we are not disturbed. That's an order" "Yes, my lord"
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"So what do we do in here?"
"I...I'm not sure my lord..." You bit your lip and glanced at him. You had loved him for quite some time and envied that he was engaged to such a childish little wench. You could barely see him, but could still make out his silhouette in the dim light. "My lord?" "Yes?" "May... May I kiss you?" "I thought you'd never ask..."
He smashed his lips onto yours, pulling you closer to him. "I've waited so long for this (Y/N).... I love you" "I love you too Ciel" ************ "BUT BASSY! HOW ARE WE SUPPOSED TO FINISH THE GAME WITHOUT A CLOSET?!??" Wailed Grell. "Silence. We will simply find another one to use." The party moved to another room and they left you two alone *********** Hours passed and the two of you left the closet after straightening yourselves up. "(Y/N)?" "Yes Ciel?" "I want to marry you instead." "Oh Ciel... But what about Elizabeth?" "She'll be fine. We're cousins. It wouldn't have worked out..." "I love you Ciel Phantomhive" "I love you too (Y/FN) (Y/LN)"
