(A/N: I realised i wrote the noon on the other chapter for the timing rather than evening, so its like 5pm they got back to the house hold sorry i thought I'll let you guys know)
Sebastian Point Of View:
Although Y/N took the blame for todays affairs and the other servant got away, they where not getting off that easily. I professionally made them feel guilty and ordered a lot more work on their hands, at least i hope they do so correctly rather than destroying the manor. The young master has fallen asleep on his office and bid me not to disturb, and as a loyal butler, I accept.
It has been exactly an hour, and I force myself away from the duties. I look up to an old antique grandfather clock sitting in a hall which read 6:46pm. Time for an evening hunt.
I retired from the house affairs and retreated outside, smelling the sent of the sutle wind which blew gently across my face. Y/N sent hit me like a tsunami. A breath taking mixture of berries and sweets, her soul is truly desirable. I make may way out of the mansion and onto the public streets. The sun has started to set yet still peeks leaving a pleasing sunset. I walk into the shadows to collect Y/N.
Your point of view:
I ran until I arrived at an familiar area. I took deep breaths which sank me as i leaned against the wall. Honestly, i cant deal with such irresponsible people, not the servants, i mean the brat lord and his filthy obedient dog.
I look around to see if anyone was around but to my surprise the area was deserted. I ripped of the bandana and let it fall onto a puddle, soaking it up, and allowed my cursed ears to feel the breeze of the wind. I walked freely down the street, lit by lamps of candles and the last few moments of the sunset. However, I came to a holt as i turned to see a familiar yet unfamiliar shop. It was a funeral shop with coffins visible within the windows which had thin translucent curtains, the same shop i came across today.
A sudden instinct made my tail stiff under my black cloke and i instantly bounced high as i turned to see who was behind me. A strange man with long grey hair, bangs covering his eyes started to giggle chillingly. His choice of clothing was rather unusual, as if he came back from the dead, however I enjoy people who go beyond the rules of society. The strange man then spoke up with little giggles heard inbetween his speech.
"You should of seen your face" he looked down on me, slouching as he held his stomach from giggling. I felt both disgusted but interested with the man, especially with a familiar sent lingering off him. "You're the new servent hanging with the Phantomhives special servents?" he questioned, tilting his head side ways.
" I was", i said confidently, "however today was my last", remembering what happened today made me sick and upset; the mixture boiling up uncomfortably and making my stomach feel pain.
" Oh what a brave child you must be able", he ended the sentence with a chuckle, "Stepping up to young boy with a demon on his side".
I became rather confused and concern. Does this man know what happen a long moment ago? Better yet how does he know that Sebastian is a demon?
" Who, or what are you" i kept a small distance from him to keep myself safe from any attack the man may do. The reaction only made him chuckle a little more.
"I thought a fox like you would of guest by know" and he was correct, the sent coming of him was in fact of the odor of a grim reaper. I sigh in relief and lean against the shop wall. "You may call me the Undertaker" he then walked to the door and unlocked it, opened it wide and signalled me to enter. i accepted his offer as i knew very well grim reapers are not vicious creatures, but of course not all are saints.
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Tail Coat And A Tail (Sebastian X Reader)
Hayran Kurgu(Sebastian X fem reader) 18+ You were experimented and became a freak to society of the Victorian London. You lived among the poor and helped protect the weak and cold, as you had no other purpose in life. You are a hero to poor, but a thief and an...
