You fixed me ❁cielois❁

❦Chapter 7: Just a nosebleed❦

Hello dear readers, hope you're enjoying my new fanfiction so far. I need to mention that this chapter in particular is very triggering in terms of self harm so if you can't deal with that or it would trigger something then please don't read any further. Thank you. xox.

I was awoken to the sound of soft humming and rustling of clothes. Feeling my eyes slowly flutter open, my gaze found Alois, standing on the other side of the room without a-

Shit. He's shirtless.

I felt myself turn red and I slowly sat up, rubbing my eyes. Our eyes met as he began to pull a grey t-shirt over his toned porcelain chest. Ciel stop. Seriously, you're being so perverted. Why does this happen? I sighed, quickly looking away.

"S-Sorry..." I said softly, trying to hide my blush, "I didn't know you were changing."

"If you want, I can take it off again..." Alois smirked.

"That's not necessary. Idiot."

"Suit yourself." He shrugged, "Oh and Sebastian gave me some of your clothes, hope you don't mind."

I shook my head.

"Great. Also, I'm gonna need to use your phone to call my mom." He said, scratching the back of his head nervously.

"Look, you can use anything you want," I sighed, "You don't need to be so polite."

He nodded and smiled, folding up the black silk pyjamas he slept in and placing them on top of the drawer.

"Let's ditch school." Alois said, walking over to me and sitting on the bed, "It's a Friday anyway, doesn't even matter." He sighed.

"Okay."

"Do wanna go out on a date?" He said, smirking suggestively and leaning close to me.

"What?" I exclaimed, turning red.

"Ha, just kidding." He laughed, "I mean we totally can if you want."

"I hate you."

"You don't." He smiled, leaning even closer.

"I d-do."

"That's what you're going to say when we get married." He laughed.

"Oh shut up!" I exclaimed, hitting him on the shoulder.

"Wait," He began, looking intensely at my face, "What's under your fringe? You're not wearing the eyepatch." He smirked, cupping my face with his hands.

"Go ahead..." I mumbled, "It's just a stupid eye."

Alois smiled and gently brushed my fringe away, exposing a bright purple eye. He gasped, leaning close to my face and staring at it. Smiling softly, I felt his thumb run underneath my purple eye.

"It's beautiful..." He said, smiling warmly, "How did it become that colour?"

"Well it's certainly not a sob story or anything like that," I began, "When I was born, the blue pigment in that eye had something wrong with it. I don't exactly know why it's freaking purple, but I keep it hidden so people don't tease me like they did when I was young. That's really it, nothing special." I stated.

"No." Alois said softly, "No it is special. It's so beautiful, purple is my favourite colour."

"Really?"

"Yeah." He smiled, leaning so close to my face that our lips almost touched.

"What are you doing?" I exclaimed, pushing him away.

"What the hell do you mean?" He said.

"Don't get that close...Idiot." I exclaimed.

"You fucking kissed me last night." He replied, slightly angry.