Oh My God (SebaCiel)

Grown Men.

~~~~sebastian's fine ass pov~~~~

   What the hell am I doing.

    I have no idea what I was thinking when my body just moved on its own to sit next to Ciel—the boy of my dreams.

   Oh no, I'm falling for him, aren't I?

    And I really asked him to be mine for the night. What was I thinking?

    For some reason, he seems different from everyone else. He looks at me like I'm just another teenage; a kid trying to get through high school in one piece. He doesn't look at me like a chewed up piece of gum stuck to the bottom of his new shoes.

    I'm sure he's heard it all. How I have probably slept with half of the student body. Or maybe that I fathered Miss. Red's newborn baby. Or perhaps the rumors about my apparent drug abuse.

    I stopped trying to defend my name a long time ago.

    This morning, I wouldn't have cared for a second about whether or not I had won him over. In fact, he pissed me off a little, but I must be a weirdo because I kind of liked it.

    Either way, he doesn't really seem to care. He still makes an effort to talk to me and sometimes I think he might even be staring at me.

    When we make eye contact, I feel like I'm on fire. And when he's in a daze and I get the chance to really look at him, my lungs hurt because he takes my breath away. And when he tries to put some distance between I us, I can't take it anymore and find myself doing anything to get closer.

     Oh, my god. I sound like a stalker. But he just makes me so crazy, and he doesn't even know it.

     When he told me that he hadn't thought of me all day, I won't lie, it killed a piece of me inside.

     But then I saw him singing his heart out in the middle of the street and, for the first time in my life, I think I might've fallen in love. Who knew people that beautiful really existed.

     So here we are. About to watch that anime crap he seems so obsessed with. Usually, this stuff isn't my cup of tea, I've always thought it was just a little too much. But, for him, I'd read a book a million times and watch the same episode all day if he just asked.

      So yeah, I don't really mind being surrounded by Barbie's furniture or having Ciel sit so close yet with all of his attention focused on some kid called Midoriya who apparently Ciel "ships" with Bakugou, a blonde with serious anger issues. Sebastian, just imagine it, nothing would be hotter.

      Truthfully, I don't have to imagine anything, I was already blessed with seeing him.

      A few episodes later and now I really, really don't mind as I can no longer keep my eyes on the television in front of us because Ciel's soft face has fallen onto my right shoulder and I've forgotten how to breathe again with how good he smells.

" Sebastiaaaaan, maybe we should call it a night, I think it's already past my bedtime."

       I smiled at him and his pretty yawn as I reached for my phone that had somehow ended up at the bottom of a now empty bowl of popcorn.

"Ciel, it's 8:30."

"Oh fUCK! SeBASTian, we have school tomorrow, get the fuck outta here!!! Oh fUcK, it's so fucking lAte what the shit happened to juSt onE episODE?!!?"

        I sat there in shock as Ciel grabbed the Britney Spears blankets and launched them towards the pink staircase and continued to pace around the living room picking up everything that hinted at our afternoon together.

        Finally, I stood up and started cleaning too when I heard loud foreign music, definitely not American , bouncing off the walls.

       What the heck is that?

        I turned around to see Ciel looking down on his phone, scrolling through his music until he felt my stare and glanced up at me.

"What, have you never heard angels sing before ?"

        I bit my lip to hold my laughter back, but Ciel saw right through me and gasped as he put the volume even higher ran over to me, grabbed my hands and started teaching me the dance.

"Okay, Sebs, here we gOOO! Are yOu READY FOR THIS?"

"As ready as I'll ever be."

" WHY??? 'CAUSE IIIIIIIIII NEED YOU! WHAAAT?!!? FAaaNCYYYYY, YOUUUUUOUUUUUUUUU!!!"

       My hips shook left and right as I swung my arm from one side to the other in sync with Ciel. It was kind of fun, the song was really catchy. But I'm sure I looked ridiculous while he looked absolutely stunning.

" OnE more tIME, na na na na na na Na ALL Daaaaaay, FANCYYYYY YOUOUUUU-aHH, whAt the FUCK?!?!"

        The things you do for- suddenly, the music stopped and Ciel and I took a breath to look for his phone and instead found the culprit standing behind the couch looking anything but amused.

        There stood a blonde boy, around our age if not younger, dressed in slacks with matching black loafers and a lilac button up. He crossed his arms and spoke to Ciel, but not once letting his eyes leave me.

"Yo, I understand that you're a horny teenager with raging hormones and all, Ciel, but couldn't you at least, I don't know, ask before you start messing around with men old enough to be your father?"

         Ciel and I both shared a look, but before I could defend myself, the boy carried on, apparently not finished throwing his punches.

" I mean, seriously, I let you off the hook half the time because you're a self-proclaimed 'otaku' or whatever that means and your only friends are my employees, me, and your goddamn reflection. And sure, the anime obsession is almost okay, if you weren't spending more time watching it than with your own best friend! But now you go and do this..."

          Blondie wasn't exactly happy and when I dared to see Ciel's reaction, I almost choked as I felt my stomach drop. He was crying and his gorgeous eyes were now glossy with unshed tears and his cheeks were growing red as he sniffed and rubbed his nose with the sleeve of his sweater.

"Wait-Ciel, I'm sorry today was just a long day and-"

          The blonde boy tried to stop him but Ciel was already halfway up the stairs stepping over forgotten blankets. When he got to top, he stopped mid step and turned his beautiful face around and spoke to me through the forming of new tears, weighing down his eyelids.

"C-Come up here already...sniff... please,"

          How could I ever say 'no' to that.