Mr. Phantomhive(Sebaciel Yaoi/ Teacher AU)

Chapter 28 (Ciel) - Oops

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"Is there something you want to tell me?"

I stare up at Sebastian with what I'm sure is a nasty look, but I can't help it.

It's just my face, okay?

His red eyes flick down to my own for a split second, then he looks away so fast I'm surprised I didn't hear his neck snap. I watch the blush spread over his cheeks like wild fire, and it only makes me all the more upset.

Ever since Finni called him a couple days ago, his face gets red every time he looks at me and it's absolutely infuriating. I've asked him countless times if there's something wrong, but God forbid he answers my question. It's not like he's ignoring me, quite the opposite - Sebastian's been rather touchy these past days, more so than usual.

I wouldn't be complaining if not for the fact that every time this touching occurs, his damn face lights up like a fucking Christmas tree.

Whenever he kisses me, he blushes.

If I say his name, he blushes.

If he says my name, he blushes.

When we hold hands, he blushes.

I don't have a fucking clue what I did to make this happen, I just know that it needs to stop. I don't know how the hell he handles me blushing all the time - he's always told me that it's cute - but it's honestly pretty irritating.

He hasn't been coming to my house after school lately - which gives me more time to focus on my lessons for the next day and whatever - but it's getting on my nerves. I'm reminded of all the times that I've thought about how annoying it was to have him around and how flustered he made me, but the truth is that when he's not with me....

I may or may not miss him. You'll never know which one it is, so don't ask. It's irrelevant.

Right now the two of us are sitting alone in my classroom and I'm trying my best not to crawl over this desk and smash his shins up with my stapler. I just want to beat his fucking kneecaps in with the thing, but I'm holding back.

For now.

"Wh-what are you talking about?"
Oh yes, that's another thing that's slowly making my hair turn gray.

Since when did Sebastian stutter? Ever since that day it's been
'H-Hey babe,' or 'Right, so-sorry Mr. Ph-Phantomhive.'

I'm gonna shove his stupid ass in the oven if he doesn't tell me what's going on, oh my God.

Here I am, on my lunch hour - without any food because I'm focused on this brat in front of me.

"Sebastian," I state firmly and sure enough, his face turns a light shade of pink.

"What's gotten into you these past couple of days?"