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||Sebastian's POV||
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I understood this was hard for Ciel to talk about, to I held out my arms and felt him fall perfectly into them. He was sobbing uncontrollably, and ranting on and on so I figured I would let him let it all out before we talk more.

"I-I've been hiding all of this from you because I didn't want to tell you why, and -er, I didn't want you to freak, or make this awkward, and-" he kept going on, and on, for about fifteen minutes. I figured out he was procrastinating to tell me why.

"Ciel,"

"Hm?"

"Why were you doing all those things to yourself? Was it self harm?" I whispered. I tried to make Ciel feel as comfortable as possible. I felt him reposition him on my lap, and that was when I realized about my chest.

"Wait-Ciel are you okay you were touching my chest-"

"I'm fine Sebastian it isn't hot at all for me." He ran his pale hands down my tailcoat and looked back up at me. I felt it again and my chest felt fine. I was so damn confused by this point.

"About the self harm, it's a sticky situation. I wish I felt that way about myself-let me explain. I know what I feel is wrong, and I should hate myself for it, but I don't. It makes me feel amazing when it shouldn't. I don't hate myself, I hate that I don't feel guilty. It's confusing, I know. I would ask you about it but.."

"But what?"

"It's about you."

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