Angel and Demon ||Sebastian x OC||

Worst

I look to see Sebastian watching me with everything.

"What?"

"You seem different." I cock my brow, I place the towel back on the rack before turning and looking at him.

"What do you mean? Different how?" Sebastian comes closer to me, lifting my chin so that I have to give him my undivided attention.

"Ever since your trip, you've had something about you that's different..."

"You glow more and are far more attractive than you already were... Like being wherever you were enhanced every part of you." I cocked my brow.

"Is that a good thing?" Sebastian turned my head gently.

"Time will tell, my love." Sebastian concludes. I roll my eyes slightly as I chuckle.

"My love, huh?" I chuckled once more as I walked towards Ciel's study. It was then that I felt the tiny heartbeat. I shake my head before knocking on the door, Ciel mutters a reply so I open the door and smile at him.

"Hello, little lord." Ciel immediately looks up with wide eyes and I smile. He came and gave me a gentle smile while tinting his head.

"Hello, canary." I chuckle before walking inside his office. He caught me up on what happened and I chuckled before walking up to his desk and looking over the draft reports he had written. My brows furrowing with one particular case. I held it up for Ciel's attention, he glanced up and huffed.

"What about it?" He asked, almost in a disgruntled way.

"Is your fiancée okay? Is this thing over? This whole horse crap about the unclean and the filthy needing to be purge from the world?" I asked, my mind was reeling. Ciel leant back and massaged his brow.

"I have a feeling it's not, I want you to read over the report and tell me what you think." I nod and begin to read the report.

It was about how Elizabeth Midford, Ciel's fiancée, was kidnapped for all of two days, they found the missing children but they were turned into dolls that were controlled by the nursery rhyme 'London Bridge is Falling Down', Sebastian saved the day and everything was being controlled by a puppet, the puppeteer has yet to be found.

I hummed and I looked over the report, rubbing my temples as my stomach began to churn slightly. I pat it before looking at the report once more.

"Something's up, little lord, I can't say I know for sure. The next ninety years will be interesting..." I mumbled the last part to myself, but apparently not quiet enough.

"What do you mean by that?" I gulp and grab Ciel's hand, allowing him to feel the tiniest of heartbeats. Ciel's eyes widen.

"You're..?" I nod shamefully.

"It seems I'm in the first trimester, but since I'm a half breed, angel and demon, the development will be ninety years..." I let out a sigh before sitting back down.

"The little one will be slow to develop for the first ten years before growing in physical age at least every week." Ciel nods before getting up and hugging me.

"I'm the uncle or the god father." I chuckle, patting his head.

"Okay, okay." I pull away from him, giving him a smile.

"You'll most likely be an old man when he's born, though." Ciel just smirks.

"I'll be scarier dead than I am alive, canary. Either that or I'll find a way to stay alive." He mocks and I chuckle.

"Of course, that's why I call you little lord until you grow some more." He looks at me with an agitated looked before lecturing me about making him have a height complex. I just chuckled as I held my hands up in surrender.