It's a new school year and both Ciel and Sebastian thought it would be a normal year for everyone but they never thought they would meet someone who makes them feel so special. It all seems like a fairytale but, every story has a villain or two and...
Sebastian's POV "C-Ciel! What are you doing! Get off of me!" I cry when I wake up to see Ciel cuddled up to me on top of me. "Hm? Ah! Sorry!" He screams as he climbs off of me. He buries his head in the pillow with shame. I move his face away from the pillow and look into his eyes. I smile when he moves a bit closer and hugs me. He mutters something that I can't fully understand before falling asleep in my arms. I close my arms and fall asleep. ~ (❁'◡'❁) ~ The Next Day ~ (❁'◡'❁) ~ "Sebby! Ciel! Come down for breakfast!" Jacklyn calls out from downstairs. Ciel tiredly opens his eyes, still clinging to me. "Okay! Coming!" I yell out, startling Ciel. I get up and put a hoodie over my bare chest. I carry Ciel out of bed since he wouldn't get up if I didn't. He keeps holding on to me and refuses to walk on his own. "I'm not going to carry you to the kitchen," "If you were my butler I'd just order you to carry me downstairs," "I'd also probably be a demon," Ciel and I laugh as drop him on the bed. "SEBBY! CIEL!" Jacklyn yells, running up to my room. Ciel pulls me down onto the bed. "Umm," Jacklyn says. "Jacklyn! Umm, let's just go downstairs," ~ (❁'◡'❁) ~ Later That Day ~ (❁'◡'❁) Ciel's POV "Ciel, can we talk in my room?" Jacklyn asks me while we are sitting in the living room. "Oh, sure," I reply. I get up and walk with Jacklyn towards her room which is the largest room besides their parent's room. Her room is quite bright and filled with pastel colours. She may be almost 20 but she decorates her room like a 7-year-old girl.
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Jacklyn's Room ^ Jacklyn's POV I sit down on my bed and pat the spot next to me for Ciel to sit on. "Has Sebastian told you about his past experience with love?" I ask, pushing his hair away from his eye. "Mhm," He says with a sad tone. "Well, he probably didn't tell you the whole story," "Huh?" "They boys name was Claude, he was quite annoying as you would know but one day, he was in Sebby's room and hit him, he then forced Sebby onto the bed and started taking off his own clothes then Sebby's and you could probably tell what happened next, " "H-he went through that?" He started at me, his blue eyes filling with tears. He fell into my arms and buried his head in my shoulder. He cried as a slid my arms around him. I rubbed his back till I felt something, a small indent in his back. He pulled away in pain when I touched it. "P-Please don't touch there, i-it hurts, " "Is it okay if I look at it though?" He nods and takes off his shirt and turns around showing a small orange circle like mark that looks similar to a ying-yang symbol. It seems to be burned into his skin. I guess Sebby's not the only one with a traumatic past.
