Black Butler; The Purest Souls Hide In The Darkest Places {Ciel x Reader}

Convincing

Sebastian and (Y/N) made their way through the tents, Sebastian had woken (Y/N) up only moments before. She quickly got dressed and followed Sebastian to find Ciel, who was peeling potatoes. He certainly did look like quite the mess, he looked cold and his clothes were hectic.

"My, just as I expected, you can't even dress yourself without help," Sebastian teased.

"I was in a bit of a hurry," Ciel turned away from the two, his strong demeanor coming through strong as ever.

"This won't do. You'll have a devil of a time untying this yourself," Sebastian began to fix Ciel's eye patch as everyone, except (Y/N) watched in shock and started to laugh at them.

"It's a habit- I mean he's good with knots," Ciel lied, turning to Sebastian to whisper, "This won't do, you can't go on acting like I'm your master while we're here. Just leave me be!"

"Do friends not help each other out?" (Y/N) tilted her head, confused as to why people cared so much about Ciel needing help with something. Was it that shocking that sometimes people need help?

"I understand completely, I'll begin straight away." Sebastian stood back up, "What is this Smile? You can't be planning to use these potatoes? You've peeled them to pieces!"

(Y/N) looked down to the buckets, nervously chuckling, "Well, at least he tried."

"Look! Those look fit for the rubbish pile!"

"I suppose there's no help for it. I know I saw some fish in the supply tent, let's fry these poor things up, shall we? Fish and chips should be simple enough," Sebastian quickly came up with an idea to fix Ciel's terrible kitchen skills.

Ciel was seated at a table with (Y/N) and his roommate, who had piles of food on his plate. Ciel and (Y/N) had both barely gotten a piece of bread each. Ciel was out of breath, his hair a mess and somehow looking worse than this morning. (Y/N) felt terrible, she wanted to pull Ciel aside and fix his hair and coat, this was no way for an earl to be living.

"What's the matter with ya? You two only got some measly bread? Ah, all right, I guess I can share mine with you," He placed a bit of food on each of their plates. (Y/N) wasn't feeling very hungry, she was more concerned with Ciel at this point.

"Oh thank you, you're too kind," (Y/N) smiled as Ciel nodded in agreement.

"This is amazing! I should have gotten more!" Freckles praised.

"Yes, it is quite good I suppose," Ciel held a piece of fish on his fork, struggling to bit e a piece of it off.

"He even made your potatoes tasty, and that's saying something!"

"Quite impressive," Ciel mumbled with the fish still in his mouth. He could not get a piece of it off.

"Having trouble?" (Y/N) whispered, earning a glare from the boy, "I'm not making fun of you. Do you want help though?"

Before Ciel could answer Freckles announced that he was finished and ran off, saying it was time to go to practice. Ciel placed his fish down, having a few bites of his bread and the potatoes as (Y/N) did the same before following after Freckles to the tent.

Ciel seemed to be struggling, he wasn't doing so well and it didn't go unnoticed. Sebastian and William were showing off yet again, doing things that didn't seem to be possible. Sebastian was balancing on a tower of balls, standing on one leg with (Y/N), his unwilling assistant, in his arms bridal style.