Oh My God (SebaCiel)

Together.

~~~~still ciel's cute ass pov~~~

After Alois' soul finally returned to him, he called Bard to come over and haul the human sized dildo out of my room and over to his. But, of course, the idiot hit his toe against the pale peach nightstand guarding our upstairs hallway and fell over with the metal practically crushing him. So all three of us, Alois, Sebastian, and me, had to help pull it off of him.

Have you ever held ninety pounds of dick in your hands before?

No? Wish I could relate.

"Thanks mates, I'm not r'lly a fan of these things m'self... but bloody hell Alois! Don't ya think it's a li'le drastic?"

We all turned to look at the pervert who just shrugged and marched back into his room, slamming the door on his way in.

"A'right buddy, I'all see ya this weekend for dinna."

"I can't fucking wait Bard, say 'hi' to Finny for me!"

Me and Sebastian walked Bard out and watched as he crossed the street and entered the home he shares with his boyfriend of fifteen years.

Fifteen years.

Could you imagine?

God, I want that.

Speaking of want, I glanced to my side and saw Sebastian looking off into the distance, as if he was thinking something over.

"Hey."

Nothing.

"Asshole."

Not even a flinch.

"Baby."

There we go. Worked like a charm. His ears turned the cutest shade of red as he brought his beautiful hands up to cover his face.

I let out a soft laugh and bit my bottom lip, letting my back hit the door frame as I looked this man up and down, so glad that he stepped out of that car this morning. So glad he made an effort to talk to me. So fucking glad Alois butt-dialed me while he was in the middle of having sex with that weirdo.

"Ciel."

I shook myself out of it and swung my head up to meet those pretty red eyes again. Another part of him I'll never get sick of.

"It's getting kind of late and it is a school night, so I should start heading home."

I wanted to whine and pull him back up to my room so he could hold me while I force him to watch Sekaiichi Hatsukoi til three in the morning and shed tears of frustration 'cause of fucking Ritsu and his 'nonexistent' feelings.

But I stop myself. Because he's right, the sun has already set, leaving behind a darker pale blue than usual and I couldn't live with myself if I let him walk all alone in the pitch black night.

"Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow then."

"Yes."

"Mm."

"Goodnight, Ciel."

"G'night, you piece of shit."

Sebastian chuckled as he started down the steps and made his way onto the sidewalk.

I ran back inside and hurled myself towards the side window and pulled the curtains just enough to see Sebastian's long body grow smaller and smaller until he's left the neighborhood.

Then I sighed and pulled myself away to slump against the wall.

"Grr....uGH!!!!!!!! WHY??!!!!?!?"

"WHY DOES SOCIETY SAY WE HAVE TO WAIT AN ENTIRE WEEK BEFORE WE CAN FUCK?!?!?"

Wait. No, that's not right. That's for a date, not making love.

It takes at least a month before all that good stuff, doesn't it?

Somebody step on me.

Please.

I'll pay you....

No I won't.

"Why is he so hot?"

"I know right."

And I scream for the nth time today to look at the source of my most recent distress: Alois Trampy.

"I'm not talking to you."

"But you just did."

"Asshole."

"I mean it is pretty tight, not gonna l-"

I giggle, turning around to grab the Spice Girls pillow sitting on the window sill, ready to destroy him with it, when he sits on his knees in front of me, letting them support the weight of his ass so he can lean over and give me one of his gay hugs.

He's such a homo.

But a homo I love so much, so I hug back and take in the sweet scent of peaches that engulfs me, the one I had been missing since he dropped me off at hell over twelve hours ago.

"Did you mean it?"

"Of course not. You just make me so worried sometimes. I never know what you're gonna pull, if one day you're gonna become a prostitute or a stripper. Hell, I've dreamt one too many times of you cosplaying for a living. And to be quite honest with you, I hope I'm not alive to see that."

I shove him off of me and he falls back, hitting the floor while clutching his stomach from the muted laughter leaving his mouth. He looks like a dying animal.

"I'm going to bed."

"Gasp...wait, Ciel! Come back down here and tell me about your boyfriend!"

"Go to hell, you whore."

I shut my door and walk over to my cozy bed, fitted in you guessed it a Captain Levi comforter. Can't buy that shit at Walmart. I feel my body sink into the warm mattress and turn my head to look at the poster of Eren and Levi posing together. I ship it.

Fuck. Hajime Isayama, please make that shit happen.

I'm kinda surprised Sebastian didn't say anything about my room. It's not exactly the straightest place on the planet, but hey, at least it's not Disneyland, like somebody's room. I've never been ashamed of it, but then again, I don't exactly invite anyone to come see it. Sebastian's the first person I've ever even brought home.

And fuck does that feel nice.

I pray to God I get to see him in here every damn day.

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