"My my, what a terrible mess you made (Y/N)" his voice sounded so deep which makes you tense up.
"Didn't I taught you to handle this kind of event more gracefully? "
Walking up to your form, you could hear the tapping of his shoes getting closer to you.
"And infront of the Young Master's eyes"Your hands clasped in a tight fist at your slightly torn dress, pouting at the ground with teary eyes.
He only sighed at you, he can't believe that you have that effect on him. He was originally going to scold you but stopped, looking at your irrestistable face considering you protected the Young Master after all, even though how messy and unorganised you disposed them.
Sebastian knelt to match your height and took a handkerchief from his pocket, using it to remove the blood that got on your face.
"Look at this dress..." he sighed, looking at the torn fabric at the hem of your dress, slightly grazing it with his gloved hands. "We need to fit you into another one" putting his hand on his chin, he think of it deeply of what dress is going to look best on you.
"Father... " you mumbled, cutting him and his thoughts.
"What is it, little one?" he asked.
"Uhm... You forgot the Young Master"
Hearing that, he quickly look at the stack of boxes which have the Earl standing with a deadly impatient glare in his face.
(((a/n: another short filler haha)))