Sebastian's PoV:
The knife smacks the chopping block with a beautiful clang as the sliced peppers are thrown into the pan. Sizzling away to a delicious tune.
"Daddy, can I cut the mushrooms?" Eliza asks innocently, wanting to learn how to cook despite knowing that she truly doesn't have to with me around.
Recently, she's been acting like a little maid, helping me with menial domestic tasks despite knowing that this stay should be seen as a holiday for her. But, no matter how many times I remind her that she doesn't have to undertake such tasks, she insists on learning how to. Finding it just as cathartic as I do. Even creating inventive ways to make these tasks more fun.
Placing her little sausages on the plate only to cut them into men, giving them charming smiles.
"Look at you! You're a natural!" I exclaim, my encouragement of her talent causing her expression to brighten.
"Thank you Daddy! I hope Mama likes it."
"Of course he will, sweetheart. Now let me take this upstairs for you." I lift the tray off of the counter with perfect stability. Never faltering in the slightest.
"Tell me how it goes!" Is all I hear as I venture up the rather short staircase, into our master bedroom. Knocking three times before entering, as I have always done.
"Wake up darling, Eliza made breakfast for you." I explain, setting the tray down on the shiftable bedside table only to sit down in bed beside him.
"Sebastian, did I really fall asleep because I feel like I just died and came back."
"Yes darling, you truly fell asleep."
"And I'm not a monster who lives in the garbage?"
"Why would you even ask that?"
"I feel like I just took a deep dive into the sewer and proceeded to run 100 laps around the globe. Do you really expect me to even speak like a rational human being? I'm exhausted!"
"My apologies, darling. I've tried every home remedy there is to help you get a better quality of sleep but it appears to be par for the course at your stage of pregnancy." My arms snake around his sides, supporting his frame as he fails to pull himself into a seated position.
"I know, I know. You've been busting your ass trying to find something."
"At the very least, you smell amazing for taking a deep dive into a sewer." Tired chuckles come from my partner as he turns his head towards me.
"You always know how to lighten the mood. I try so hard to dampen it and you just open your mouth then BAM, light."
"You do understand that although you may be sarcastic now, that is something you used to do. Obsessed with killing the mood of a room. Unless you were actually killing someone, then you were as happy as a clam."
"I was a very dark, depressing child."
"Child?!" I scoff, "you were still just as gloomy right up until the night you thanked me!"
Bemused, he flashes the most dazzling yet sarcastic glare I have ever seen. Telling me off within ever requiring the words to say it.
"Come now, you know you were the king of darkness before you began to see the light."
"Well, I was trapped in the darkness for a long time. I used to believe you were an extension of it, but instead you turned black to grey and it seems to become lighter everyday."
"Even now that you're...?"
"Miserable? Yes, because I know I will have a beautiful little baby at the end of it. I'm not suffering for nothing...not this time."
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As Time Goes On - A SebaCiel Story
RomanceCiel Phantomhive is growing older than he ever thought he would as the search for clues to gain his revenge are few and far between. His nightmares become worse in a way he never expected as the man who has served him hand and foot becomes something...
