ღHis Kittenღ {Sebastian Michaelis}

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It was the middle of the night when [Name] opened her eyes under a ruffle of her own hair. She dashed her dark eyes everywhere, trying to figure out why she saw everything sideways. Brushing away ticklish hair, she was able to see clearer and abruptly sat up, gasping.

Thunk! “Ow!” She whimpered in pain soon after bumping her head.

Oh, yeah… bad idea to sit up under a bed. Rubbing the throbbing on her head, she looked forward to see a large mirror. Tilting her head in wonder, [Name] began to cautiously crawl forth until her head popped out from under the bed. She checked left and right, seeing nothing but a clean carpet; then she looks at the mirror.

‘My face…’ She pressed a hand at her cheek, caressing it to see if what she saw was real—and frowned. ‘This isn’t my face.’  Crawling further, she slid out from under the bed and moved closer to see herself on the mirror. Although the moonlight was the closest lighting she could get, [Name] still managed to realize that that image was unrecognizable. The hair color (jet black) was wrong, the color in her eyes (also black) were wrong—even the shape of her face was wrong. Everything was wrong!

‘Who is this person?!’

Agitated, she stood to her feet this time; her legs trembled as if she was using them for the first time. But when she felt a sudden shiver and felt goose bumps on her arms and legs, she looked down at herself. It was then she realized and blushed red enough to color her pale skin.

‘W-Why am I naked?!’

[Name] lost her balance, startled, and fell to her knees. She looked everywhere for a piece of clothing to cover herself until finally she recognized the space behind the mirror to be a closet. She crawled forward, digging her hand in the closet to grab the first clothing item she could find: a white dress shirt. As she slips on the garment, a sweet scent fills her nose; she smiled at first and rubbed the sleeve on her cheek, inhaling the fragrance that triggered a skip to her heartbeat.

 It smelled… attractive, like an aphrodisiac… like—

“Sebastian,” she murmured under her breath, smiling—and suddenly froze. Wait…SEBASTIAN!

She whirled around at the sound of low rustling and stared at the bump on the king-sized bed, rolling to the right. ‘Oh it’s him!’ She intended to stand but her legs were fuzzy at first, and fell on her butt. Letting out an impatient huff, [Name] finally got the blood to pump them alive and stood up straight, ignoring the tickling in her limbs.

Making sure the shirt covered her appropriately, she took baby steps forward; her hand brushed along the sheets of the bed as she continued walking around towards the right side, where Sebastian’s sleeping expression was facing.

“Hey,” she whispered as she knelt before him. “Hello?” She gently poked his cheek this time, flinching to his warm skin. ‘I know this feeling.’ She raised a brow and pressed her whole hand against his cheek, only to make Sebastian wince in his sleep. Her hand was cold, though she didn’t notice until he pulls up the blanket up to his chin that she pulls back her hand.

“Wake up~” she kept pestering him with her begging whispers, resting her chin on the mattress to stare at him. Tilting her head side to side, she got curious when the alluring scent sent her a shiver down her back and leans in closer so the tip of her nose tapped his, sighing with her eyes shut. “Sebastian…”

But little did she know that his eyes were slowly opening after the cold sensation woke him out of his sleep. He blinked his groggy vision until he found a dark silhouette right in front of him. Sebastian propped up on his elbow to get a closer look and patted her head thinking it was his pet (which he was correct). [Name] opened her eyes, only to round them in shock.