🌙When the Lights Go Down🌙

Chapter 9

Ciel paced the floor in his bedroom, glancing at the clock and cursing under his breath when he realized it hadn't changed since the last time he looked. He forced himself to take a deep breath and try to calm down, but found that it was near impossible. His mind was racing with too many thoughts for it to calm down and Ciel was quickly working himself into a panic attack.

It had been four hours since the kiss he had shared with Sebastian. He stopped and shook his head; kisses would be the better word. There had been four total, the middle two had been the best and just the thought of them made Ciel smile slightly. But that wasn't the point. The point was that Ciel ran from that room as though it was hell and Sebastian was the devil himself.

He felt like an idiot for acting that way and Ciel could already guess how Sebastian was feeling. Ciel's emotions were in turmoil and he didn't even want to think how Sebastian was faring. The older male had probably yearned for him longer than Ciel had and after getting a brief taste, Ciel had ripped it away from Sebastian.

Scratch that, he didn't feel like an idiot, he felt like an ass.

Dinner with his parents had been a stressful time with Ciel trying his hardest not to snap at his parents. He ate mostly in silence, barely aware of his actions and the only thing that ran through his mind was that Sebastian's cooking was better than the cooks were. Just that thought had Ciel's stomach churning.

Sebastian, Sebastian, Sebastian.

The man was always in his thoughts now and Ciel didn't even know when it had happened but somehow it had. It wasn't a bad thing and Ciel found that he enjoyed thinking about Sebastian and spending time with him. But what did it all mean? He wasn't the right person to answer that question and right when Ciel came home, he had called Elizabeth, hoping to get her advice.

She knew more about the matters of the heart and never failed to give him good advice. Except for the one time she told him that jumping off the swing when it was going really high was a good idea. That advice had landed Ciel in the hospital with a broken wrist when he was nine but that was all water under the bridge.

Now, Ciel was waiting for Elizabeth to call back. Her text message said that she would call at 8:25 and it was a minute past that. The extra minute was making Ciel's nerves grow even more frazzled and he paced another circuit around his room. He was by the door when the phone rang on his bed and Ciel made a dive for the device, nearly knocking it off the covers.

He fumbled for it and brought it to his ear. "You're late," he said, rolling onto his back.

"Hello to you too. I'm having a wonderful vacation thanks for asking," Elizabeth drawled. "Which, need I remind you; I am taking time from to help you."

"I know," Ciel muttered. "And thank you for that, I'm really grateful. It's just...I need your help with something."

Elizabeth hummed and Ciel could just see her waving her hand, urging him on. "I know, I heard your message. What's the matter, Ciel? I don't think I've heard you sound this troubled in a while." She asked, concern lacing her voice.

Ciel worried his lower lip between his teeth for a moment before plowing forward. "I kissed a guy today and I liked it." He mentally kicked himself for his words the moment they left his mouth.

A small giggle left Elizabeth's mouth. "I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't laugh because this is obviously bothering you, but even you have to admit that it's funny." She cleared her throat and continued. "But what's so bad about that? You already knew that you liked guys and have kissed them before, so what makes this one any different?"

"For starters, its Claude's brother," Ciel admitted and winced at the small squeal that left Elizabeth's throat. "But you would never know that if you looked at them. Sebastian is Claude's opposite. He's mute, dresses in really baggy clothes, and had really greasy hair. He lives in the shadows and you would never know that he was there if you weren't looking. He works for us, but only part time and he doesn't make enough to support himself, and you can tell he's low on money."