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Hey, can you possible write something about Sebastian trying to comfort Ciel (maybe he had a nightmare or tripped and fell, etc.) but he’s really bad at emotions?
Of course! Thank you for the request! <3
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Where was he? Why couldn’t he move? Everything hurt so much; it was unbearable. Wait, who are the people surrounding him? What’s wrong with their faces? No, not faces. Masks, cult, knife, sacrifice! No! No, no, no, no, no! Help! Someone, please! I’m scared! They’re going to hurt me again! They’re going to kill me! Help! Sebastian! Sebastian!
“Sebastian!” Ciel screamed as he awoke from his night terror. He quickly set up and wrapped the blankets all the way around him.
Sebastian was at his side instantaneously.
“You called, my lord?”
Ciel curled up and rested his head on his knees.
“Tell me they’re dead. Tell me you killed them.” Ciel ordered. Sebastian raised an eyebrow.
“Killed who, my lord? If you’ll recall, I’ve killed quite a few people.”
“Them.” Ciel hissed. “The ones who kept me in a cage and made my life a living nightmare. Are they dead? Did you kill them all?”
Sebastian thought the question was a bit silly. Of course they were dead. Since when does he leave things incomplete? Plus, Ciel had been present when he slain the cultists. Why was Ciel asking a question he very well knew the answer to? Still, Ciel had asked a question, so Sebastian answered.
“Yes, my lord. Every cultist in that room faced a violent and painful death, I assure you.”
“Good. Good.” Ciel said, shakily.
How strange. Why was Ciel shuddering? Was he cold? Sebastian retrieved another blanket from the closet and wrapped it around Ciel’s shoulders. That’s when he noticed the tears.
“Young master? Why are you crying?”
“I’m not crying.” Ciel said, voice cracking.
“Yes, you are.”
“No, I’m not.”
Sebastian ignored him and cupped Ciel’s face. He gently lifted Ciel’s face to meet his gaze. Sebastian used a handkerchief to dab the tears away.
“Well, if these aren’t tears, I’m afraid we must call a doctor.”
Ciel said nothing, but allowed Sebastian to continue.
“What happened, my lord? Did you hurt yourself?”
Ciel shook his head.
“You’ll laugh.”
“No, I won’t. That would go against my aesthetic. What kind of butler would I be if I laughed at my young master’s distress? Surely, not a good one.”
Ciel found a bit of comfort in the familiar phrase.
“It’s… dumb.”
“Maybe it is, but you have me intrigued.”
“I had a nightmare.” Ciel mumbled.
“I can’t understand you, my lord.”
“I said I had a nightmare.” Ciel said a little louder.
“Oh, is that all?” Sebastian asked after a moment.
“See! You think it’s dumb.”
“I said nothing of the sort. I was merely surprised that a trivial nightmare is the cause of your tears.”
“I know, you don’t have to tell me.” Ciel said, burying his face back into his knees.
Sebastian brushed down a few stray hairs on Ciel’s head before leaving the room.
Of course he left. Why would he stay? The whole situation was ridiculous. Ciel Phantomhive, the Earl of Phantomhive, the Queen’s Guard Dog is crying over a nightmare. What a joke. What kind of Earl was he? He foolishly called for his butler and let him see him weak. He should never be weak. Why did he call for Sebastian anyway? He can’t fight a nightmare. What was he expecting? For Sebastian to care? For Sebastian to tell him that everything was alright? How idiotic. How childish.
Ciel’s head snapped up when he heard his door open again. Sebastian re-entered the room with a tray that held a cup of warm milk and a jar of honey. Sebastian sat the tray down next to Ciel. Ciel used the honey dipper to sweeten the milk to his preference. No words were exchanged. Ciel finished his drink and lied back down. Sebastian tucked Ciel in before speaking.
“Worry not, my little lord. The servants and I will keep you safe. You will get your revenge in due time. Then, I’ll devour your soul and you’ll never be in pain again.”
“No more pain…” Ciel muttered before falling asleep once more.
Sebastian gathered the tray, empty cup, and jar of honey and moved to leave. Sebastian placed his hand on the door knob and turned back towards Ciel.
“Sweet dreams, Bocchan.” Sebastian said and he left Ciel to his rest.
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I hope this was satisfactory! Thank you again for requesting it! <3