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It took strength to wield the magic she had , strength that she had shown Ciel and everyone else in her life time and time again that she was more than capable of handling .. For something like this to happen .. If it truly was her , then surely something much more obvious would have triggered it, no? Something had to have happened to her , something big , to cause such a shift in control of a magic she spent eons studying and learning about in order to master it to the extent she has now . It almost felt unfair to blame her , but rational thinking aimed all the blame on her .. who else could it be ? Sebastian ? Another unlikely suspect , but one nonetheless , could this be his cruel way of .. sending some message ? No .. She wanted to blame him , but she had no evidence . Even if Sebastian held the power to freeze things , did he have the ability to do so without so much as even touching or looking at the object he wanted to freeze over ? That ought to be impossible , even for her . And Sebastian was bound by contract to never bring harm to his master , right ? He’d never dare lay a hand in malice .. Or try anything that should bring him discomfort .. Well , it’s not like he hasn’t made Ciel uncomfortable before .. She’s doing what she can to shift the blame on to Sebastian , but there’s only so much that can really point at him . . She felt terrified , unsure and uncomfortable about the situation . To think that her own magic could be capable of this .. That and the fact that she could possibly be harming Ciel .. No , no no ! To harm him .. She’d break the very vow she made to herself the first day she laid her eyes on him ! To protect him , to keep him safe ! She couldn’t possibly !! She felt a wave hit her , of emotion - almost fear - washing over her and nearly paralyzing her . The mere thought of hurting him .. It sent shivers down her spine .. She knows it couldn’t be her , she knows not because she’s sure of her power — but because she knows she’d never bring harm to him .. Subconsciously or not , she was enamored by him in a way no other being could possibly be .

When he approaches , she does as well, and though he is distant - her arms would always remain open , should he wish to be tucked safely within them. She was always a safe haven for him , a sanctuary of comfort and someone he could rely on to tear down the facade of ruthless earl and wicked watchdog to the queen . Those labels held no importance to Flint , to her he was only Ciel Phantomhive , the wielder of her heart , and human boy . Before hes able to be embraced by her , a burn strikes Ciel — one she’s unable to notice until he gives an audible reaction and causes her to flinch somewhat . Mainly out of surprise - seeing as she wasn’t expecting such a reaction from drawing near her . She finds herself frightened though , had she done something again ?! He finally comes close enough to hold , and though he finds himself taking a tight grip of her blouse - she’s hesitant - out of fear she may be he cause of the sudden source of pain . She eventually dismissed it , focusing moreso on Ciels safety than her own comfort and taking him in . It takes only a matter of seconds to spot the glow beneath his clothes . Tightening her hold , she rubs the area around the burning area gently before shaking her head. . “ O-Okay — Hey, you’ll be alright — Listen - L-Listen ! ” She takes in a deep breath , trying her best to calm him . Though she finds it a bit hard to do so herself .. “It’ll be okay just .. Listen , my love, I need you to lift your shirt okay? I’m going to get something cool there ..” She said , gently squeezing the arms she’d taken a gentle- but firm hold of . “ You’ll be okay, we’ll see what it is, I’m sure you’ll be fine. ” the doubt is clear in her tone , but so is the effort . Something was making his back glow .. glow . That should never happen to a human , leading her to believe whatever was happening was obviously a supernatural phenomenon.. but what yet.. she didn’t know . She wouldn’t fight if he said no to lifting his shirt , but rather than wet his already damp shirt to cool whatever was down there — she may as well take the opportunity to look as well while she tries to help.

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It was devastating for her .. she’d never dealt with something like this .. Or well , she had , but when she was years younger.. When she’s a toddler learning to manage this .. unimaginable power. It was normal !! For things to freeze out of nowhere , for wildlife to die around her , she didn’t know what she was doing nor how to stop it ! Hell , she didn’t even fully understand how bad her actions were . As a deity , those who don’t act with at the very least some caution tend to see the world as their own dollhouse . Mistreating the “toys” inside as though they weren’t beings with life within them . She’d learned her lesson long ago , and while she was most certainly among the most reckless of deity’s , even Ciel couldn’t really say she was that out of absolute control with her magic .. So to see this ? It was terrifying , she had absolutely no idea what was going on . Unbeknownst to either of the two , what was happening wasn’t her doing , not in the slightest . But she was the only one here with this ability , as far as they knew of course . This most certainly not the faithful butler- Sebastian’s doing .. Even if he held a great dislike for her , even if he hated her , he wouldn’t.. She approached Ciel , but when her eye caught sight of him taking a step back — she froze .. it was as though she could feel her little heart break into pieces . She loved him … all she ever wanted to bring him was safety and comfort whenever he needed it , whenever he wanted it .. Now , he had a glint in his eyes, one she wished she hadn’t recognized , but one she’d seen too many times in her life . A look of fear seemed to cross his face , worry — worried about what she was capable of doing .. The next events leave Flint worried sick , when all she’d ever wanted was to grant Ciel comfort and gone out of her way to do so — What was she to do when her powers seemed to go so out of control they were beginning to worry the earl ? There was nothing she could do , it wasn’t even her doing .. She felt panicked , she was literally just standing in place for a moment there . Tense , worried , and almost afraid .

When his back hit the counter and his hand rose to immediately cover his mouth — she took another step forward before freezing again. “ C-Ciel! Hey, love, be careful! ” it was only moments after that the clear liquid he struggled to keep from escaping made its way up and out of its host , splattering onto the floor and making her move back . Not out of disgust , but rather out of anxiousness . She was worried , and the look on her face made it apparent . But even then , she was worried about approaching , the reason being was his reaction to drawing closer . It was almost as though he viewed her as a threat . . He wouldn’t , right? Surely he understood that she’d never lay a hand on him in malicious intent .. but . . If her magic was performing so gods damned poorly .. He had a right to be afraid around her . Her magic was dark , as entirely unpredictable as it was wild like it’s weirder .. ! She looks down , noticing the way that the water had eerily begun freezing — She hadn’t said a word , nor had she even done so much as raised a hand . “ I’m .. I- I’m not doing anything.. ” She whimpered , she wanted to reassure him that things would be fine , but she wasn’t in control of what was happening at all.. She couldn’t do that .. She approached when he fell back , the thunder outside of the manor window being enough to startle her for once before focusing back on Ciel , she kneeled , a hand raising to take his shoulder before his voice broke through and sent his message across .

“ Wh- Ciel but — I’m not .. ” He wouldn’t believe her I he said so .. Confessing it felt so gods damned embarrassing , even concerning . If she wasn’t doing willingly , how was she doing it ?? Clearly it was her , right?? Who else could do something like this ?

“ S-Sebastian? I’m sorry— Should I fetch him ? I don’t want to hurt you.. ” She whimpered , eyes glancing downward in clear sadness . Not because she had to call Sebastian , but because of the earls words . They ring in her head , making this almighty goddess feel all that much smaller .. She wondered if humans felt this often - if Ciel had .. Now was no time to rethink on the subject though , now she was to focus on Ciel , which she was . She’s still worried though , too scared of whatever she might be doing to even approach him .

“ I’m sorry.. I’m sorry.. ” She shook her head , trying to raise her hands defensively . “ I don’t know how it’s happening.. ”

CIEL   was   insistent   that   he   was   fine   most   of   the   time.   He   did   so   now   as   well,   holding   up   a   dismissive   hand   as   he   rose   and   turned   to   the   sink   to   wash   out   his   mouth   and   scrub   his   hands   clean.   The   same   towel   used   to   wipe   up   the   water   from   the   glass   is   then   applied   to   the   water   that   left   him.   Floor   clean   and   hands   warm   from   the   hot   water   in   the   sink,   he   presses   his   back   ‘gainst   the   counter   again   to   take   a   breath.   His   emotions   were   very   unstable   and   he   felt   as   though   he   were   dangerous.   He   didn’t   understand   why   things   happened   the   way   they   did   at   present,   but   all   he   could   think   of   at   the   moment   was   the   fact   that   this   couldn’t   be   the   deity’s   doing   at   all.   She   could   tame   her   magic   very   well,   so   for   her   to   lose   control   suddenly   just   isn’t   like   her   at   all.   He   refused   to   believe   it   was   her   doing   when   clearly   it   was   not.   Was   that   a   bad   move   ?   Should   he   suspect   Flint   to   be   the   culprit   of   such   events   ?

He   shouldn’t.   Did   he   have   merit   for   that   ?  No,   but   he   also   had   no   merit   blaming   her   when   his   gut   was   telling   him   otherwise,   and   quite   literally   at   that.   His   hand   clutches   his   belly   upon   remembrance   of   what   had   happened,   as   if   there   was   an   ocean   within   him   that   hit   the   coastline   of   his   stomach   wall   and   then   shot   out   of   him   by   the   mouth.   It   wasn’t   just   any   kind   of   sick.   His   thoughts   whirled   in   his   head   as   his   hand   massaged   his   centre   to   hopefully   calm   down   the   rough   ocean   within.   Surely   the   waves   were   caused   by   his   unrest   and   the   anxiety   he   was   feeling.   Apprehension         —         what   a   strange   conclusion   to   the   chaos   unfolded.   Rain   had   turned   to   snow   in   the   matter   of   minutes   and   once   he   was   composed,   he   found   himself   nearing   Flint,   attracted   to   the   warmth   she   emitted.   Though,   as   he   moved,   there   was   a   stinging   on   his   back   and   he   couldn’t   help   but   wince   because   of   it.   Teeth   grit   and   he   whines,   finding   her   neck   as   his   breaths   grow   heavier.   

“Ah         —         ow,   ow   !”   The   heat   growing   on   his   back   continued   to   burn   excessively,   hand   rising   from   his   belly   to   grip   to   her   shirt.   From   the   collar   of   his   undershirt   was   a   clear,   blue-white   glow   radiating   from   inside.   Whatever   it   was   seemed   to   be   hurting   him   as   a   sweat   broke   on   his   hairline,   skin   heating   along   with   it   as   his   body   warmed   up   immediately   in   a   hot   flash.   Turning   his   head,   his   hand   stretches   down   his   shoulder   to   feel   along   his   back   as   far   as   he   could   reach.   “It’s   burning—”   Ciel   said,   shaking   his   head   in   her   neck.   This   was   like   the   branding   mark,   only   much   milder.   Still,   it   brought   back   memories.   Memories   that   seem   to   flood   his   mind   in   a   moment,   his   free   hand   gripping   her   blouse   more so   as   the   tragedy   of   his   past   whizzed   right   by   him.   Shaking   his   head,   he   stares   into   nothing,   three   thousand   miles   away   as   his   breaths   increase.   “No—   no,   what   is   happening–”  

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It was devastating for her .. she’d never dealt with something like this .. Or well , she had , but when she was years younger.. When she’s a toddler learning to manage this .. unimaginable power. It was normal !! For things to freeze out of nowhere , for wildlife to die around her , she didn’t know what she was doing nor how to stop it ! Hell , she didn’t even fully understand how bad her actions were . As a deity , those who don’t act with at the very least some caution tend to see the world as their own dollhouse . Mistreating the “toys” inside as though they weren’t beings with life within them . She’d learned her lesson long ago , and while she was most certainly among the most reckless of deity’s , even Ciel couldn’t really say she was that out of absolute control with her magic .. So to see this ? It was terrifying , she had absolutely no idea what was going on . Unbeknownst to either of the two , what was happening wasn’t her doing , not in the slightest . But she was the only one here with this ability , as far as they knew of course . This most certainly not the faithful butler- Sebastian’s doing .. Even if he held a great dislike for her , even if he hated her , he wouldn’t.. She approached Ciel , but when her eye caught sight of him taking a step back — she froze .. it was as though she could feel her little heart break into pieces . She loved him … all she ever wanted to bring him was safety and comfort whenever he needed it , whenever he wanted it .. Now , he had a glint in his eyes, one she wished she hadn’t recognized , but one she’d seen too many times in her life . A look of fear seemed to cross his face , worry — worried about what she was capable of doing .. The next events leave Flint worried sick , when all she’d ever wanted was to grant Ciel comfort and gone out of her way to do so — What was she to do when her powers seemed to go so out of control they were beginning to worry the earl ? There was nothing she could do , it wasn’t even her doing .. She felt panicked , she was literally just standing in place for a moment there . Tense , worried , and almost afraid .

When his back hit the counter and his hand rose to immediately cover his mouth — she took another step forward before freezing again. “ C-Ciel! Hey, love, be careful! ” it was only moments after that the clear liquid he struggled to keep from escaping made its way up and out of its host , splattering onto the floor and making her move back . Not out of disgust , but rather out of anxiousness . She was worried , and the look on her face made it apparent . But even then , she was worried about approaching , the reason being was his reaction to drawing closer . It was almost as though he viewed her as a threat . . He wouldn’t , right? Surely he understood that she’d never lay a hand on him in malicious intent .. but . . If her magic was performing so gods damned poorly .. He had a right to be afraid around her . Her magic was dark , as entirely unpredictable as it was wild like it’s weirder .. ! She looks down , noticing the way that the water had eerily begun freezing — She hadn’t said a word , nor had she even done so much as raised a hand . “ I’m .. I- I’m not doing anything.. ” She whimpered , she wanted to reassure him that things would be fine , but she wasn’t in control of what was happening at all.. She couldn’t do that .. She approached when he fell back , the thunder outside of the manor window being enough to startle her for once before focusing back on Ciel , she kneeled , a hand raising to take his shoulder before his voice broke through and sent his message across .

“ Wh- Ciel but — I’m not .. ” He wouldn’t believe her I he said so .. Confessing it felt so gods damned embarrassing , even concerning . If she wasn’t doing willingly , how was she doing it ?? Clearly it was her , right?? Who else could do something like this ?

“ S-Sebastian? I’m sorry— Should I fetch him ? I don’t want to hurt you.. ” She whimpered , eyes glancing downward in clear sadness . Not because she had to call Sebastian , but because of the earls words . They ring in her head , making this almighty goddess feel all that much smaller .. She wondered if humans felt this often - if Ciel had .. Now was no time to rethink on the subject though , now she was to focus on Ciel , which she was . She’s still worried though , too scared of whatever she might be doing to even approach him .

“ I’m sorry.. I’m sorry.. ” She shook her head , trying to raise her hands defensively . “ I don’t know how it’s happening.. ”

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She was in her own world , honestly .. She looked down at her hands . She held the ability to freeze things at will , sure , but it was something she rarely used . Her magic was near infinite , but still something within her control .. right ? Could one truly grasp power at such a degree ? She felt a tinge of shame strike her , she should never doubt her own abilities as a deity . She was born as one for a reason , if she wasn’t capable of handling this then she would’ve been destined to be born human .. Even so .. Ciel needn’t worry about feeling an ounce of guilt over what had happened or her reaction to it . Reason being .. There was quite literally no other logical explanation for what had happened other than Flint accidentally using her magic without even realizing . There could literally be no other explanation , she began to wash the dishes she’d used to cook the food , making sure to use hot water before pausing . She placed her finger in a dirty glass she’d filled with water and waited , she didn’t do a thing and the water remained the same . She set it down and waited , nothing . If she tried to use her magic , surely it would .. Taking the glass and pouring the water out , she focused her energy back on cleaning . She felt a guilt wash over her .. that and a wave of anxiety threatening to make her squeeze a glass to its breaking point . The possibility of her magic being on the fritz was terrifying .. What could be done about it if she’s not even sure what caused it or why it even happened to begin with .. She glanced back to eye up Ciel - only to find him unmoving . Frozen where he sat , she’s just about to call him name before he suddenly jolts up . It’s enough to nearly make her flinch , watching as he came over to fill his cup with glass . She moves away , almost as though anxious she’d freeze his cup , or worse — another liquid , one possibly located in his body . What a nightmare it would be if she was to freeze him .. She couldn’t even begin to imagine how it’d happen , or how she’d even be able to do it .. Still , if she was able to freeze a cup she’d barely touched without commanding a single thing .. Gods know what she could do if she lay a hand on him .. Ciel no doubt noted her anxiousness , but she left him no time to voice anything regarding it as he filled a glass , one oddly getting colder by the moment . Her attention goes to the rain , noting how it wasn’t snow . No stray snowflake would make its way inside .. Of that, she could be sure .. If there was an open window or something like it she would’ve caught it .. she would’ve.. right?? Gods .. She’s about ready to lose her mind about the entire situation . Certainly it was just an honest mistake on her end.. She finds herself too preoccupied on thoroughly cleaning the area she had used as workspace to cook in to notice Ciel . She’s a bit too embarrassed to do so much as look at him regardless — how humiliating it feels to believe she could be that hopelessly reckless .

She hears water running , something she’d soon turn to see was in fact not the rain water pouring down the window, but rather water he’d spilled on himself . Now though , the sounds are dismissed , drowned out more than anything by the pitter patter of rain against the windows of the manor . Ever increasing as the clouds drew closer to them . With all sincerity , the glass of water Ciel got just mere moments ago shouldn’t even be cold .. let alone beginning to sweat and threaten to freeze the way it had been .. To that , she can offer no explanation .. She eventually finishes , but even so finds herself timid in facing him. “ I’m sorry.. I suppose I have a lot on my mind , I must’ve begun to freeze it when I touched it and .. ” she’s desperately attempting to find a rational excuse for what happened” , “ .. It likely was already freezing by the time I gave it to you and frozen just as you got it— If my powers are acting odd and on the fritz— I’d advise keeping some distance towards me. ” She sighed , unbeknownst to her , the earl was too fixated on his chilling drink to truly hear what she had to say . Not that it mattered regardless , unbeknownst to the pair of lovestruck children in the room , Flint was not responsible for the glass inexplicably freezing as soon as Ciel touched it . She turns , only to see the water spilled on the floor as well as all over him “ C-Ciel! Hey, what happened-? ” It seemed so odd of him.. To just .. spill his drink so carelessly on himself and not even bother to dry himself .. perhaps the drink was warm..? Was he comfortable in it?? She couldn’t tell.. She blinked , blinking rapidly when he spoke again . Despite the anxiety they both seemed to feel , she couldn’t help but give him a smile .. A look that seemed absolutely struck with love . He was too sweet to her , honestly .. To reassure her that what had happened wasn’t her fault despite all rational evidence pointing otherwise .. He made her heart melt with his kindness towards her sometimes .. “ I.. know — even so— ” the next moment happens too quickly for her to fully understand . All she’s able to recognize is Ciel glancing back at the ever increasing rain splattering against the manors glass window before suddenly turning to the cup . His gasp makes her immediately move forward , taking the cup just before it could fall on the floor and shatter .. She gave a sigh of relief , but she’d lie if she said she didn’t fumble a tad after feeling how cold it was . She eyed the glass — more than half empty now that she’d spilled a good portion of it on the floor in her attempt to keep it from shattering when dropped . “ I’m surprised to say this one feels cold too.. I-I’m sorry, ” She shakes her head, setting the cup down elsewhere before placing a towel or two on the floor to dry up the water the two had spilled. It was then that she noticed the water staining his shirt.. She looked back up at him , gently tugging on a cold wet spot before raising an eyebrow . “ Do you care to explain what happened here..? My love, have I hurt you by mistake ? Do you feel cold? “ She asked , taking his hand .. Now , she wouldn’t say it aloud out of fear of worrying him but .. She was warm to the touch , and he .. why, he was as cold as death .. She gave his hand a squeeze, attempting to warm it with her own . She seemed worried about doing so much as touching him but.. she worried more about ensuring he’d be okay..

“ My .. Ciel , you’re very cold , why don’t you go change into something warmer, yes? Please? ” she pleaded , a thumb rising to wipe at a cold little porcelain cheek before offering the sweetest little smile . “ I will too once I’m done here, alright? Perhaps what we both need to just keep ourselves warm, wouldn’t you think? ” she asked, drawing a tad bit closer to his face . “ We can.. relax by a warm fire if you’d like, hm? What do you say? ” she was suggesting this both in an attempt to keep him warm, something she knew he’d likely pick up on but also.. She’d find any excuse to hold him in her arms.. Of course she’d take the opportunity to get him to snuggle up with her by the fire .

IT   comes   as   a   gentle   gesture,   this   odd   feeling   that   something   was   amiss.   Of   course,   she   was   only   trying   to   help   but   there   was   something   immensely   wrong   here   that   Ciel   was   soon   coming   to   realise.   That   comes   as   a   defiant   push   once   the   boy   rationalises   the   situation   despite   the   brain   fog’s   effort   to   do   anything   but   that.   And   to   what   end   do   these   conditions   warrant   ?  That   is   what   the   boy   could   not   decipher,   even   in   the   staggering   moments   of   unrest   born   as   the   product   of   lingering   stares,   chestnut   hands   grabbing   the   glass   before   it   shattered   into   tiny   shards   upon   the   tile.   A   heave   of   breath   fills   the   space   once   time   catches   up   with   him,   leaving   wary   eyes   on   a   half-full   cup   of   water.   At   that   moment,   he   felt   a   drop   of   water   stick   to   his   cheek.   It   was   unprovoked,   perhaps   because   of   the   splashback   of   sloshing   within   the   glass.      A   warm   thumb   wiped   it   away   upon   his   cheekbone   as   the   deity   spoke   to   him   about   unknown   things.   Once   in   view   and   focus,   he   found   himself   in   rejection   of   her   thoughts.   Just   what   game   was   she   playing   ?

If   she   was   the   cause   of   this   wintry   misfortune,   what   could   she   possibly   do   to   him   when   snuggled   by   a   fire   ?   Was   she   capable   of   freezing   him   completely   ?   The   muscles   within   his   neck   are   visibly   tense   as   he   takes   a   sheepish   step   back,   even   if   her   bodily   warmth   was   indeed   tempting.   Those   flashing   feelings   of   guilt   had   dissipated   after   the   recent   events.   The   glass   in   his   hand   had   grown   to   a   dangerous   temperature   and   the   rain   outside   had   gone   from   a   drizzle   to   a   watery   concern.   Streaks   of   rain   rushed   down   the   window   panes,   blurring   their   view   to   the   forest   surrounding   the   estate.   His   gaze   settled   elsewhere,   a   growing   panic   in   his   chest   subtle   and   yet   all   the   more   distracting.   Her   touch   ignited   a   fear   within   him   that   was   ever   growing   due   to   the   series   of   events   that   had   unfolded   without   so   much   as   a   warning.   He   found   himself   forgetful   of   the   moments   before   as   anxiety   poured   into   his   veins.   And   what   was   panic   anyway   and   how   did   he   know   what   it   was   ?  Where   guilt   was   difficult   to   find,   this   fear   that   gripped   him   was   something   more   familiar.   

Ciel   staggers   and   struggles   for   words,   stammering   and   tripping   over   them   as   he   tries   to   find   some   compromise   despite   the   unfolding   unpredictability   of   his   own   emotions.   He   felt   a   cold   sweat   break   on   his   hairline   with   the   faintest   of   head   shakes,   to   dispel   the   possibility   of   growing   warmer   if   in   the   presence   of   someone   who   might   just   freeze   him.   Overwhelming   was   the   turn   of   the   morning,   or   night,   a   feat   Ciel   wished   to   gain.   The   ability   to   recognise   whether   it   be   by   day   or   by   night.   Thunder   roared   ahead   of   his   shaking   dilemma   as   a   surge   of   what   he   felt   was   panic   caught   in   his   throat,   his   body   contorting   in   ways   he   did   not   know   as   the   small   of   his   back   collided   with   the   counter.   Instinct   was   to   slap   a   hand   upon   his   mouth   to   stop   the   fear,   but   frost   spread   behind   him   in   tiny   fragments   of   ice   along   the   counter’s   edge.   Water   spilled   between   his   clamped   fingers,   a   clear,   liquidy   substance.   It   was   almost   as   if   the   glass   itself   had   spilled   from   his   lips,   past   tight   fingers   and   down   his   shirt   to   pool   on   the   floor.   Another   jolt   of   his   body   sends   more   of   the   flood   out   of   him   and   onto   the   floor.   A   strike   of   lightning   flashes   in   the   window,   a   close,   indescribable   boom   shaking   the   house   as   he   dropped   to   his   knees   covered   in   glittering   specks   of   ice.   

The   water   that   had   left   him   had   frozen   solid   on   the   hardwood   ‘neath   his   knees,   still   frightful   and   struggling   to   maintain   control   as   the   window   shutters   shook   and   rattled   in   the   high   winds.   The   storm   had   rolled   in   now,   seemingly   weighing   roughly   on   the   boy   as   he   shivered   and   trembled,   hugging   himself   as   if   to   hold   the   water   inside   of   him.   Sputtering   lips   attempted   cautiously   to   warn   and   warn   on   a   saddened   repeat.   “Stay   back,   stay   back,”   He   said   quietly,   “stay   back,   stay   back.”   And   with   that   the   ice   was   melted   in   a   gradual,   meticulous   mannerism,   leaving   behind   a   very   drenched   Ciel   shaking   on   the   damp   floor.   Hidden   in   a   shadow   of   the   defrosted   counter   and   the   window.  

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She was in her own world , honestly .. She looked down at her hands . She held the ability to freeze things at will , sure , but it was something she rarely used . Her magic was near infinite , but still something within her control .. right ? Could one truly grasp power at such a degree ? She felt a tinge of shame strike her , she should never doubt her own abilities as a deity . She was born as one for a reason , if she wasn’t capable of handling this then she would’ve been destined to be born human .. Even so .. Ciel needn’t worry about feeling an ounce of guilt over what had happened or her reaction to it . Reason being .. There was quite literally no other logical explanation for what had happened other than Flint accidentally using her magic without even realizing . There could literally be no other explanation , she began to wash the dishes she’d used to cook the food , making sure to use hot water before pausing . She placed her finger in a dirty glass she’d filled with water and waited , she didn’t do a thing and the water remained the same . She set it down and waited , nothing . If she tried to use her magic , surely it would .. Taking the glass and pouring the water out , she focused her energy back on cleaning . She felt a guilt wash over her .. that and a wave of anxiety threatening to make her squeeze a glass to its breaking point . The possibility of her magic being on the fritz was terrifying .. What could be done about it if she’s not even sure what caused it or why it even happened to begin with .. She glanced back to eye up Ciel - only to find him unmoving . Frozen where he sat , she’s just about to call him name before he suddenly jolts up . It’s enough to nearly make her flinch , watching as he came over to fill his cup with glass . She moves away , almost as though anxious she’d freeze his cup , or worse — another liquid , one possibly located in his body . What a nightmare it would be if she was to freeze him .. She couldn’t even begin to imagine how it’d happen , or how she’d even be able to do it .. Still , if she was able to freeze a cup she’d barely touched without commanding a single thing .. Gods know what she could do if she lay a hand on him .. Ciel no doubt noted her anxiousness , but she left him no time to voice anything regarding it as he filled a glass , one oddly getting colder by the moment . Her attention goes to the rain , noting how it wasn’t snow . No stray snowflake would make its way inside .. Of that, she could be sure .. If there was an open window or something like it she would’ve caught it .. she would’ve.. right?? Gods .. She’s about ready to lose her mind about the entire situation . Certainly it was just an honest mistake on her end.. She finds herself too preoccupied on thoroughly cleaning the area she had used as workspace to cook in to notice Ciel . She’s a bit too embarrassed to do so much as look at him regardless — how humiliating it feels to believe she could be that hopelessly reckless .

She hears water running , something she’d soon turn to see was in fact not the rain water pouring down the window, but rather water he’d spilled on himself . Now though , the sounds are dismissed , drowned out more than anything by the pitter patter of rain against the windows of the manor . Ever increasing as the clouds drew closer to them . With all sincerity , the glass of water Ciel got just mere moments ago shouldn’t even be cold .. let alone beginning to sweat and threaten to freeze the way it had been .. To that , she can offer no explanation .. She eventually finishes , but even so finds herself timid in facing him. “ I’m sorry.. I suppose I have a lot on my mind , I must’ve begun to freeze it when I touched it and .. ” she’s desperately attempting to find a rational excuse for what happened” , “ .. It likely was already freezing by the time I gave it to you and frozen just as you got it— If my powers are acting odd and on the fritz— I’d advise keeping some distance towards me. ” She sighed , unbeknownst to her , the earl was too fixated on his chilling drink to truly hear what she had to say . Not that it mattered regardless , unbeknownst to the pair of lovestruck children in the room , Flint was not responsible for the glass inexplicably freezing as soon as Ciel touched it . She turns , only to see the water spilled on the floor as well as all over him “ C-Ciel! Hey, what happened-? ” It seemed so odd of him.. To just .. spill his drink so carelessly on himself and not even bother to dry himself .. perhaps the drink was warm..? Was he comfortable in it?? She couldn’t tell.. She blinked , blinking rapidly when he spoke again . Despite the anxiety they both seemed to feel , she couldn’t help but give him a smile .. A look that seemed absolutely struck with love . He was too sweet to her , honestly .. To reassure her that what had happened wasn’t her fault despite all rational evidence pointing otherwise .. He made her heart melt with his kindness towards her sometimes .. “ I.. know — even so— ” the next moment happens too quickly for her to fully understand . All she’s able to recognize is Ciel glancing back at the ever increasing rain splattering against the manors glass window before suddenly turning to the cup . His gasp makes her immediately move forward , taking the cup just before it could fall on the floor and shatter .. She gave a sigh of relief , but she’d lie if she said she didn’t fumble a tad after feeling how cold it was . She eyed the glass — more than half empty now that she’d spilled a good portion of it on the floor in her attempt to keep it from shattering when dropped . “ I’m surprised to say this one feels cold too.. I-I’m sorry, ” She shakes her head, setting the cup down elsewhere before placing a towel or two on the floor to dry up the water the two had spilled. It was then that she noticed the water staining his shirt.. She looked back up at him , gently tugging on a cold wet spot before raising an eyebrow . “ Do you care to explain what happened here..? My love, have I hurt you by mistake ? Do you feel cold? “ She asked , taking his hand .. Now , she wouldn’t say it aloud out of fear of worrying him but .. She was warm to the touch , and he .. why, he was as cold as death .. She gave his hand a squeeze, attempting to warm it with her own . She seemed worried about doing so much as touching him but.. she worried more about ensuring he’d be okay..

“ My .. Ciel , you’re very cold , why don’t you go change into something warmer, yes? Please? ” she pleaded , a thumb rising to wipe at a cold little porcelain cheek before offering the sweetest little smile . “ I will too once I’m done here, alright? Perhaps what we both need to just keep ourselves warm, wouldn’t you think? ” she asked, drawing a tad bit closer to his face . “ We can.. relax by a warm fire if you’d like, hm? What do you say? ” she was suggesting this both in an attempt to keep him warm, something she knew he’d likely pick up on but also.. She’d find any excuse to hold him in her arms.. Of course she’d take the opportunity to get him to snuggle up with her by the fire .

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Please , Flint was pushy almost all of the time , even when she was being gentle . She never meant to make Ciel feel pressured into doing anything , but if she ever did feel he had to do something such as eat a good meal or rest after hours of hard work — she could come off a bit strong . In this case , she was urging him to eat , preparing a meal that was a bit bigger than what she’d usually make , but it wasn’t too much .. or so she believed . The home was warm , she’d made sure of that and asked every servant just to be sure . She was even told she worried too much about the earl . . She wondered what they thought of her .. no doubt they’ve noticed her bedroom was almost entirely unoccupied lest she needed to change in there or fetch something from there .. He treated her as more than a houseguest and she acted like more than one herself . Regardless of all that , with the great concern she felt over him of course she ensured that the house was properly heated to ensure the utmost safety of the head of the house . She was reassured repeatedly that all was well , so when she caught a light shiver while taking a bite of her food- something began to prod at that irritating little part of her head that told her that despite everything — despite the lack of a genuine threat , despite the fact that aside all else Ciel was entirely fine .. something was amiss . She gives him a nod as well, approving his approval and finding the feeling slowly dying down . They were right , she truly did worry too much, huh .. With time , she finished what little food she had and focused on cleaning what she had used to cook the meal . Aware that this was a duty usually handled by the servants , she figured she’d spare them the trouble by doing it herself . It was her mess after all , it was only fair . She doesn’t have time to notice how quickly he’s become full , busying herself with putting the plates away . She didn’t expect Ciel to help , and truthfully she didn’t need nor want it . He’d been working non-stop all day and while she always appreciated the times he tried helping her to the best of his ability, she understood why he couldn’t in certain situations . Flint was a girl who often refused to have others do dirty work for her , while Ciel - as an earl, was expected to do just that . She didn’t mind it one bit , and if anything - she preferred having him eat over helping her .

“ Snow? ” She asked , looking out of the window . Watching the light flakes begin to come down , a light and cold drizzle following shortly after . Usually , this was amongst Flint’s favorite types of weather . She was never bothered by the cold and she’d always been a fan of the rain . A day like this was meant to be enjoyed with the earl inside of the warm manor , wrapped up in something warm by a fire . Usually she’d be more enthusiastic , usually she’d suggest doing such a thing with Ciel . Now she seemed .. puzzled , almost startled by the sudden change in the skies . “ Good gods, you saw the skies this morning , right ? There were hardly any clouds in the sky if any— I don’t understand how it changed so quickly . ” Had the gods done this ? Was this meant to be some message or something along the lines of it ? She doubted so , any god that wished to communicate with her needn’t send her cryptic messages in the form of rain or peculiar weather patterns . She began to ponder if perhaps something had gone wrong ..? She doubted so , sometimes the weather just got like that . As if she hasn’t been witness to such a thing , she’s seen it happen all too often . A day much like any other , bright and sunny with fluffy white clouds in the sky suddenly being taken over by grey ones and striking the land with a severe storm . She couldn’t act as though it was a phenomenon that was entirely unheard of when she’d been there to see it happen multiple times . Even so .. She paused momentarily , watching the drizzle with a curious eye before . She decides to direct her focus on cleaning , sliding over a glass of water for the earl to drink alongside his meal as she put everything in its place .

Magic was something untamed , unpredictable and entirely uncontrollable . Masters and Gods may hold the ability to harness their powers in almost all their entirety , and while Flint may be the only one to wield and truly harness magic of her kind - magic and it’s power would never be something that would ever be entirely predictable . Even by those who dedicate their entire lives to it and devote themselves to studying its craft . Flint was young , very young , she was hardly even considered a teenager despite the years that had come and gone . Her magic was that of a wilder kind , as unpredictable as it’s master and something she had yet to fully grasp . Despite this though , when was the last time Flint had used her magic unsuccessfully around Ciel ? Never, right ? She’d never dare use magic or cast a spell that she wasn’t absolutely sure wouldn’t cause him any harm , whether it be physical or psychological . She was careful , with him more than anyone she’d ever gotten to meet in her lifetime . Her love for him may have something to do with that .. So when the earl speaks up about a snowflake attempting to freeze her glass , she’s ready to dismiss it . “ What are you talking about ? The windows are closed, my love, no snowflake is getting — ” she turned , an empty glass in her hand nearly slipping as she caught sight of the frozen glass of water on the table . “ — inside . . ” She turned , setting the glass down before walking over to the cup . She took the glass in hand and sure enough , water she was entirely sure was once liquid had turned solid . She blinked , absolutely puzzled and entirely confused before looking around herself . Starlight was floating around her , gentle and warm.. right ? Her free hand gently takes a small piece of starlight and pinches it ever so lightly . The burn against her thumb and index finger is proof that her starlight was indeed shining with heat .. She was warm, her hands were warm . She was warm to the bloody touch ! How did it .. “ I.. I’m sorry.. ” She apologized , taking a worried step back before sliding over the empty glass she was about to put away . “ Here.. Fetch yourself some water .. I don’t know what happened but — if my abilities are acting up I’m not sure I can get you water .. ” She said , a frown visible on her lips as she looked back down at her hands . They felt cold now , because she’d touched a glass of frozen water , but she was so sure it couldn’t have been anyone else - her mind is trying to find any way to pin the blame on herself . She walked over to the earl , taking the now frozen glass before apologizing again . “ Hey, if my powers may be acting up then —” she’s ready to place a hand on his cheek before she paused .. What if she harmed him?? She watches her hand , inches away from his own before moving it away and turning to set the glass down elsewhere . “ Be careful around me, alright ..? I’m sorry— I don’t know what’s happening, but I can’t risk bringing you harm.. ”

AND   all   he   could   do   was   observe   her,   a   knit   of   the   brow   nearly   indicating   that   he   didn’t   mean   to   make   him   feel   as   though   this   were   her   responsibility.   Strangely   enough,   this   odd   feeling   he   was   cultivating   was   even   more   worrisome.   It   felt   entirely   different,   this   feeling,   and   he   wasn’t   sure   what   to   name   it.   In   truth,   this   was   the   first   time   he’s   felt   something   in   days   or   perhaps   even   longer   than   that.   Reality   was   that   he   had   been   rather   numb   with   amnesia   for   quite   a   while,   but   he’s   not   sure   from   what   or   what   had   happened   to   warrant   this   weird   sensation.   Understanding   and   reasoning   with   his   situation   was   perhaps   even   more   dire   because   this   was   the   first   he   was   coming   to   terms   with   the   twinge   in   his   chest   meaning   more   than   need   to   breathe.   An   intake   of   breath   dispels   that   theory   because   it   did   nothing   to   ease   the   peculiar   ache   that   urged   him   to   speak   out   ‘gainst   her   reaction.   His   gaze   drops   off   elsewhere   as   he   analyses   the   information   coming   in,   attempting   to   rationalise   what   it   was   that   captivated   him   and   why   it   did.   Ciel   wondered   what   it   could   be   that   absolutely   enthralled   him,   making   him   speechless   as   he   understood   his   feelings.   Was   he   sad   ?

That   couldn’t   have   been   it,   however,   at   the   same   time   he’s   unsure   because   her   words   and   her   actions   and   her   facial   features   all   sparked   something   in   him   he   was   unable   to   decode.   The   boy   pauses   with   great   strife,   a   gaze   upon   the   table   clearly   seeing   through   it   as   though   nothing   had   been   there.      Before   he   is   able   to   worry   her   with   his   inhumanly   still   demeanor,   he   stands   abruptly   and   takes   to   the   sink   to   fill   his   glass   with   water   he’s   likely   unable   to   drink.   All   caught   up   in   his   deciphering   endeavour,   he   fails   to   notice   the   thickening   of   the   clouds   outside   and   how   dark   it   was   becoming.   Rain   poured   down   heavily   now   and   on   an   angle   as   the   wind   blew   it   sideways.   The   breeze   wasn’t   strong   enough   to   be   heard   within   the   manor,   but   enough   to   tilt   the   rain   as   it   came   down   heavily   on   the   land.   Taking   an   overfilled   cup   and   turning   to   press   the   small   of   his   back   into   the   counter,   he   spills   the   water   over   the   top   and   down   his   blouse,   vest   and   even   his   trousers   but   he   doesn’t   notice.   The   glass   is   cold   in   his   hand,   creating   a   foggy   sweat   on   the   exterior.   It   doesn’t   freeze,   but   it   grows   unnaturally   colder   by   the   moment,   resulting   in   the   sweating   glass.   

He   reasons   that   the   feeling   he   was   experiencing   was   guilt   as   the   cool   water   from   his   glass   soaks   into   the   fabrics   and   touches   his   skin.   He   pays   it   no   mind.   He   even   downright   didn’t   notice,   too   distracted   by   the   thoughts   racing   in   his   head.   But   once   he   identifies   the   sentiment,   he   takes   his   time   into   understanding   why   he   felt   it   at   all.   He   wasn’t   responsible   for   the   freezing   of   the   water,   right   ?  His   gaze   locks   on   the   full   glass   of   water   in   his   hand,   immediately   noticing   how   cold   the   water   seemed   to   be.   A   glass   doesn’t   sweat   this   way   unless   ice   was   in   it   and   he   doesn’t   drink   water   that   cold.   His   wary   eye   met   with   heterochromic   hues   after   these   passing   moments   of   introspection   when   he   finally   recentres   himself   and   becomes   more   alert   to   his   current   surroundings.   He   might’ve   missed   a   word   or   two   from   the   deity,   or   he   might’ve   not   but   either   way,   when   he’s   back   in   focus   he   doesn’t   seem   to   know   what   she’s   said   or   done.   Instead,   without   warning,   his   lips   part   and   his   chest   jolts   in   such   a   way   that   he   spills   some   of   the   water   on   the   wooden   floor.   “It’s   not   your   fault,”   Ciel   blurts   out   softly,   “you’d   never   hurt   me,   don’t   speak   such   nonsense   !”   The   rain   splatters   ‘gainst   the   window   behind   him,   earning   another   jolt   and   gasp   that   whirls   him   ‘bout   the   heel   to   face   the   soaked   window   glass   right   above   the   sink.   Teeth   set   and   he   felt   a   sense   of   dread,   fear   rushing   in   to   replace   it   as   his   dainty   digits   released   the   glass   in   his   hand,   the   water   within   coming   to   be   so   cold   that   it   was   burning   his   palm.   “Ah   !”

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Please , Flint was pushy almost all of the time , even when she was being gentle . She never meant to make Ciel feel pressured into doing anything , but if she ever did feel he had to do something such as eat a good meal or rest after hours of hard work — she could come off a bit strong . In this case , she was urging him to eat , preparing a meal that was a bit bigger than what she’d usually make , but it wasn’t too much .. or so she believed . The home was warm , she’d made sure of that and asked every servant just to be sure . She was even told she worried too much about the earl . . She wondered what they thought of her .. no doubt they’ve noticed her bedroom was almost entirely unoccupied lest she needed to change in there or fetch something from there .. He treated her as more than a houseguest and she acted like more than one herself . Regardless of all that , with the great concern she felt over him of course she ensured that the house was properly heated to ensure the utmost safety of the head of the house . She was reassured repeatedly that all was well , so when she caught a light shiver while taking a bite of her food- something began to prod at that irritating little part of her head that told her that despite everything — despite the lack of a genuine threat , despite the fact that aside all else Ciel was entirely fine .. something was amiss . She gives him a nod as well, approving his approval and finding the feeling slowly dying down . They were right , she truly did worry too much, huh .. With time , she finished what little food she had and focused on cleaning what she had used to cook the meal . Aware that this was a duty usually handled by the servants , she figured she’d spare them the trouble by doing it herself . It was her mess after all , it was only fair . She doesn’t have time to notice how quickly he’s become full , busying herself with putting the plates away . She didn’t expect Ciel to help , and truthfully she didn’t need nor want it . He’d been working non-stop all day and while she always appreciated the times he tried helping her to the best of his ability, she understood why he couldn’t in certain situations . Flint was a girl who often refused to have others do dirty work for her , while Ciel - as an earl, was expected to do just that . She didn’t mind it one bit , and if anything - she preferred having him eat over helping her .

“ Snow? ” She asked , looking out of the window . Watching the light flakes begin to come down , a light and cold drizzle following shortly after . Usually , this was amongst Flint's favorite types of weather . She was never bothered by the cold and she’d always been a fan of the rain . A day like this was meant to be enjoyed with the earl inside of the warm manor , wrapped up in something warm by a fire . Usually she’d be more enthusiastic , usually she’d suggest doing such a thing with Ciel . Now she seemed .. puzzled , almost startled by the sudden change in the skies . “ Good gods, you saw the skies this morning , right ? There were hardly any clouds in the sky if any— I don’t understand how it changed so quickly . ” Had the gods done this ? Was this meant to be some message or something along the lines of it ? She doubted so , any god that wished to communicate with her needn’t send her cryptic messages in the form of rain or peculiar weather patterns . She began to ponder if perhaps something had gone wrong ..? She doubted so , sometimes the weather just got like that . As if she hasn’t been witness to such a thing , she’s seen it happen all too often . A day much like any other , bright and sunny with fluffy white clouds in the sky suddenly being taken over by grey ones and striking the land with a severe storm . She couldn’t act as though it was a phenomenon that was entirely unheard of when she’d been there to see it happen multiple times . Even so .. She paused momentarily , watching the drizzle with a curious eye before . She decides to direct her focus on cleaning , sliding over a glass of water for the earl to drink alongside his meal as she put everything in its place .

Magic was something untamed , unpredictable and entirely uncontrollable . Masters and Gods may hold the ability to harness their powers in almost all their entirety , and while Flint may be the only one to wield and truly harness magic of her kind - magic and it’s power would never be something that would ever be entirely predictable . Even by those who dedicate their entire lives to it and devote themselves to studying its craft . Flint was young , very young , she was hardly even considered a teenager despite the years that had come and gone . Her magic was that of a wilder kind , as unpredictable as it’s master and something she had yet to fully grasp . Despite this though , when was the last time Flint had used her magic unsuccessfully around Ciel ? Never, right ? She’d never dare use magic or cast a spell that she wasn’t absolutely sure wouldn’t cause him any harm , whether it be physical or psychological . She was careful , with him more than anyone she’d ever gotten to meet in her lifetime . Her love for him may have something to do with that .. So when the earl speaks up about a snowflake attempting to freeze her glass , she’s ready to dismiss it . “ What are you talking about ? The windows are closed, my love, no snowflake is getting — ” she turned , an empty glass in her hand nearly slipping as she caught sight of the frozen glass of water on the table . “ — inside . . ” She turned , setting the glass down before walking over to the cup . She took the glass in hand and sure enough , water she was entirely sure was once liquid had turned solid . She blinked , absolutely puzzled and entirely confused before looking around herself . Starlight was floating around her , gentle and warm.. right ? Her free hand gently takes a small piece of starlight and pinches it ever so lightly . The burn against her thumb and index finger is proof that her starlight was indeed shining with heat .. She was warm, her hands were warm . She was warm to the bloody touch ! How did it .. “ I.. I’m sorry.. ” She apologized , taking a worried step back before sliding over the empty glass she was about to put away . “ Here.. Fetch yourself some water .. I don’t know what happened but — if my abilities are acting up I’m not sure I can get you water .. ” She said , a frown visible on her lips as she looked back down at her hands . They felt cold now , because she’d touched a glass of frozen water , but she was so sure it couldn’t have been anyone else - her mind is trying to find any way to pin the blame on herself . She walked over to the earl , taking the now frozen glass before apologizing again . “ Hey, if my powers may be acting up then —” she’s ready to place a hand on his cheek before she paused .. What if she harmed him?? She watches her hand , inches away from his own before moving it away and turning to set the glass down elsewhere . “ Be careful around me, alright ..? I’m sorry— I don’t know what’s happening, but I can’t risk bringing you harm.. ”

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Thank gods he said yes .. She had feared Ciel may claim to not be hungry and refuse to move from his seat . She hated whenever happened , whenever he remained stuck to his chair as though he were glued to it and refused to move as well . He brings a smile to her lips when saying yes , and surprisingly enough — he even wished to join her to the kitchen ! She’s patient , waiting for him to rise before taking his hand in her own and leading him down to the kitchen . She releases him when he goes to the kitchen island stool and rests himself upon it . The weather outside was chilly , honestly , cold to someone who struggles with lower temperatures , but with Flint and her starlight on her - that was hardly ever the case . “ Huh.. ” she began , walking to a window to watch the clouds overhead . “ It feels like this is the only place in the world that has weather as unpredictable as this .. There wasn’t a cloud in the sky when I first went out , you know. ” She continued , unsure if he was even listening . She rummaged about until she found everything she needed . “ Hey , how about some chicken ? Or do you want that salmon? ” She asked , going over to grab a potato or two while he made up his mind . She smiled at him , “ Youve been craving potatoes for a while now, is there any particular reason why? ” She rose a brow, there was hardly time for her to sit down right by him to wait for his answer patiently— and while she was in no rush whatsoever , she couldn’t help but feel as though her constant moving about made him feel pressured to answer quickly before she jumped from subject to subject . Which .. truthfully ? Was fair to assume , whenever she moved around so much well .. she tends to talk a bit quicker . She gives him time though , and whenever she’s able to , she lands a quick peck on the back of his head followed by a mischievous giggle .

Cooking was too fun a pastime for her to do alone , while she enjoyed having the kitchen to herself- unlike most , she didn’t grow anxious with a lingering eye watching her prepare a meal . Especially when it was his .. If anything , it helped her ! He spoke up whenever he wanted something or decided he didn’t, ultimately she appreciated everything he had to tell her , and his company was never unwelcome with her . It was difficult to deny her feelings at this point , and by now she’s certain Ciel must know , if he wasn’t too oblivious himself that is . Time continued forward and as it did the scent of the food began to fill the are around them , not long after did she present the earl with a hot meal and a sweet smile on her lips . “ There we go! Tell me what you think! ” Not that there was any doubt he’d love it - she hoped . She’d learned what most of his palette consisted of flavor wise and knows just what to add and sprinkle in to make his food taste well enough to surpass his standards . She places a fork at his side, a cloth already there and ready to be used before she sat beside him with a smaller plate for herself . His plate was already small enough , she didn’t expect him to eat that much and her own was only that much smaller for someone who didn’t rely on eating food for survival . She watched him , gesturing towards the food with an excited little smile on her lips . “ Go on then! Try it! ”

IF   she   wasn’t   pressuring   him   before,   she   certainly   was   now.   His   eyes   land   thoughtfully   on   the   beautiful   plate   of   chicken   in   front   of   him.   The   mashed   potatoes   he   requested   smelled   amazing—-buttery   and   garlicky.   She   steamed   fresh   peas   to   go   alongside   the   dish,   and   Ciel   has   always   been   a   big   fan   of   peas.   They   were   also   coated   in   a   healthy   amount   of   butter.   A   sprinkle   or   two   of   both   pepper   and   salt   complemented   the   flavours,   that   much   he   could   tell   by   the   delicious   smell   in   front   of   him.   The   food   also   had   a   warm   steam   to   it   that   contrasted   the   cold   temperature   of   the   house.   Or   was   it   just   him   ?  He   takes   a   bite   to   warm   himself,   giving   a   nod   of   approval   as   the   flavours   burst   to   life   on   his   tongue.   Phenomenal   as   usual   in   regards   to   her   cooking.   There   wasn’t   a   single   thing   on   this   plate   that   he   didn’t   like,   even   down   to   the   skin   on   the   chicken   breast.   The   cloud   cover   grew   thicker   as   time   went   on   and   the   temperature   drastically   dropped,   sending   a   chill   up   his   back   as   he   picked   along   his   plate.   In   reality,   the   temperature   in   the   home   was   stable,   with   fireplaces   lit   and   ovens   on.   This   home   was   able   to   tackle   every   winter,   keeping   everyone   warm   despite   the   vastness   of   space   in   this   grand   manor.

Placing   his   fork   down,   he   gives   up   not   even   halfway   through   his   plate.   He   felt   strangely   full   even   if   he   didn’t   eat   a   great   sum.   Eyes   return   to   the   outdoors   and   he   swears   he   sees   a   snowflake.   “It’s   too   early   for   snow,   isn’t   it   ?”   The   small   flakes   turn   to   rain   quickly   and   it   begins   to   drizzle,   dampening   green   and   yellow   leaves.   Taking   attention   away,   Ciel   watches   the   deity   as   she   goes   back   to   work   in   the   messy   kitchen,   almost   wanting   to   get   up   and   help   with   the   endeavour   but   the   truth   was,   he   didn’t   know   where   to   put   a   single   thing.   Not   even   the   mugs.   Reaching   for   the   glass   of   water,   he   finds   himself   excited   to   put   something   else   in   his   body   other   than   tea,   but   when   he   wraps   his   porcelain   digits   about   the   circumference   of   the   glass,   the   water   within   freezes   solid.   His   eyes   widen   and   he   takes   his   hand   away,   unable   to   take   his   gaze   from   the   strange   occurrence.   He’s   silent   as   well,   still   as   a   lizard,   observing   the   surroundings   as   though   something   else   had   done   this.   He   wants   to   speak   up   and   ask   if   this   was   her   doing,   but   there   is   a   pang   of   doubt   that   suggests   otherwise.   It   froze   within   his   own   hand.   

“I   don’t   suppose   the   snowflake   came   indoors   in   some   wild   attempt   to   freeze   the   water   in   my   glass         …         ?”        

[luneavi]

Thank gods he said yes .. She had feared Ciel may claim to not be hungry and refuse to move from his seat . She hated whenever happened , whenever he

remained stuck to his chair as though he were glued to it and refused to move as well . He brings a smile to her lips when saying yes , and surprisingly enough — he even wished to join her to the kitchen ! She’s patient , waiting for him to rise before taking his hand in her own and leading him down to the kitchen . She releases him when he goes to the kitchen island stool and rests himself upon it . The weather outside was chilly , honestly , cold to someone who struggles with lower temperatures , but with Flint and her starlight on her - that was hardly ever the case . “ Huh.. ” she began , walking to a window to watch the clouds overhead . “ It feels like this is the only place in the world that has weather as unpredictable as this .. There wasn’t a cloud in the sky when I first went out , you know. ” She continued , unsure if he was even listening . She rummaged about until she found everything she needed . “ Hey , how about some chicken ? Or do you want that salmon? ” She asked , going over to grab a potato or two while he made up his mind . She smiled at him , “ Youve been craving potatoes for a while now, is there any particular reason why? ” She rose a brow, there was hardly time for her to sit down right by him to wait for his answer patiently— and while she was in no rush whatsoever , she couldn’t help but feel as though her constant moving about made him feel pressured to answer quickly before she jumped from subject to subject . Which .. truthfully ? Was fair to assume , whenever she moved around so much well .. she tends to talk a bit quicker . She gives him time though , and whenever she’s able to , she lands a quick peck on the back of his head followed by a mischievous giggle .

Cooking was too fun a pastime for her to do alone , while she enjoyed having the kitchen to herself- unlike most , she didn’t grow anxious with a lingering eye watching her prepare a meal . Especially when it was his .. If anything , it helped her ! He spoke up whenever he wanted something or decided he didn’t, ultimately she appreciated everything he had to tell her , and his company was never unwelcome with her . It was difficult to deny her feelings at this point , and by now she’s certain Ciel must know , if he wasn’t too oblivious himself that is . Time continued forward and as it did the scent of the food began to fill the are around them , not long after did she present the earl with a hot meal and a sweet smile on her lips . “ There we go! Tell me what you think! ” Not that there was any doubt he’d love it - she hoped . She’d learned what most of his palette consisted of flavor wise and knows just what to add and sprinkle in to make his food taste well enough to surpass his standards . She places a fork at his side, a cloth already there and ready to be used before she sat beside him with a smaller plate for herself . His plate was already small enough , she didn’t expect him to eat that much and her own was only that much smaller for someone who didn’t rely on eating food for survival . She watched him , gesturing towards the food with an excited little smile on her lips . “ Go on then! Try it! ”

luneavi​:

𖠵 → 𝑨 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 @chainedfate ✧༺

The air was perfect , a day like this was meant to be spent outside , which Flint was gleefully taking advantage of . This time , she went out- not in a dress, thank the gods, but in a pretty white blouse . It’s size was a tad big on her , but with her size it was just a bit difficult to find clothes that hugged her body just right . Even so, the look got Ciel’s nod of approval and truthfully it was all she needed . She spent some of her time by the garden , curious as she was - she always found herself drawing back to that place while Ciel finished up his work . He’d asked for some time to himself , time to just focus without her attempting to smother him with affection - Which, she understood.. So, she left , for an hour, two, four .. When the fourth hour nearly turned into its fifth , Flint began to show genuine concern . She slipped her way back inside just as the grey clouds followed behind , delicate footsteps led her to his office ( but not before a quick little stop to the kitchen) . Three knocks came before a head full of white curls came peeking out oh so curiously . An eye of blue and brown peek at her love curiously before she slips through the door , a cup of water held delicately in her hands . She gave the earl a shy little smile as she approached, oh poor thing.. He looked just absolutely exhausted . . She set the glass of water down , careful as to keep it away from the papers .

“ Hello you, long time no see. ” She teased , watching as he kept his eyes glued to his work . “ Love, you’ve been trapped in your office for a while now. . Don’t you think you should fetch a bite to eat..? ” She asked ,her brows furrowed in concern, good gods .. She smiled at him . Sweet thing .. He didn’t deserve to spend all day like this . Her hand came to hold his cheek, bringing his face closer before tilting her head . “ You can’t possibly expect me to let you sit here for so long without so much as getting you a bite to eat . How about some salmon , hm? It’s been quite a while since I’ve prepared that for you. ” She smiled , squishing his cheek before straightening her posture . Her gaze then fell towards the window , the sky was getting cloudier by the moment - so asking him to step outside with her to enjoy the fresh air wasn’t exactly about to be an option any time soon . . So be it , she knew Ciel wasn’t exactly the outdoorsy type regardless . She turned back to him , gently giving him a nudge with her hip before speaking once more . “ Don’t forget to stretch too.. If you keep sitting with your back like that your backs going to hurt later. ”

STACKS    of    paper.    Truly    the    mountainous    dread    never    ended.    Document    after    document    pending    approval    from    the    company    head    lay    waiting    on    mahogany,    eager    to    be    read.    About    ten    papers    into    this    loathsome    task,    he    would    only    pay    attention    slightly,    declining    most    until    finding    something    interesting.    By    interesting,    he    meant    remotely    eye-catching.    As    if    papers    who    all    looked    alike    could    truly    entertain    him.    Work    was    work,    however    and    when    needs    must,    they    must.    The    stacks    couldn’t    sit    in    his    study    waiting    and    while    their    impatience    was    rather    irritating,    it    was    more    disconcerting    to    lose    money.    If    there    was    a    business    idea    hidden    away,    he    would    certainly    be    missing    out    on    earning    more    than    bargained    for.    Hours    pass    as    he    digs    to    the    ultimate    bottom    of    all    stacks.    The    sun    had    started    to    set    at    half    passed    five.    Winter    was    around    the    corner    and    the    sun    was    beginning    to    hide.    

Ciel    set    down    the    final    slip    of    paper    when    there    was    a    polite    knock    on    the    door    and    a    reappearance    of    the    deity    in    new    fashion.        The    white    blouse    she    wore    complimented    the    light    green    skirt    and    forest    trim.    Green    was    a    pretty    colour    on    her,    reminding    him    that    she    was    born    in    spring.    Rubbing    his    left    eye    sleepily,    he    leans    into    her    side    when    bumped    with    her    hip.    “Yes,    food    sounds    delicious.”    He    slurred    tiredly,    rising    from    his    seat    to    start    for    the    door    while    stretching    his    arms    and    then    crossing    them    to    shelter    himself    from    the    chill.    It    sure    was    cold.    Or    maybe    that    was    just    him,    he    couldn’t    tell.    Travelling    with    Flint    o    the    kitchen,    Ciel    finds    himself    atop    a    stool    at    the    kitchen    island,    watching    her    when    she    went    to    work    with    heavy    eyes.

[luneavi]

𖠵 → 𝑨 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 𝒃𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒎𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒍𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒂 𝒅𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒇𝒐𝒓 @chainedfate ✧༺

The air was perfect , a day like this was meant to be spent outside , which Flint was gleefully taking advantage of . This time , she went out- not in a dress, thank the gods, but in a pretty white blouse . It’s size was a tad big on her , but with her size it was just a bit difficult to find clothes that hugged her body just right . Even so, the look got Ciel’s nod of approval and truthfully it was all she needed . She spent some of her time by the garden , curious as she was - she always found herself drawing back to that place while Ciel finished up his work . He���d asked for some time to himself , time to just focus without her attempting to smother him with affection - Which, she understood.. So, she left , for an hour, two, four .. When the fourth hour nearly turned into its fifth , Flint began to show genuine concern . She slipped her way back inside just as the grey clouds followed behind , delicate footsteps led her to his office ( but not before a quick little stop to the kitchen) . Three knocks came before a head full of white curls came peeking out oh so curiously . An eye of blue and brown peek at her love curiously before she slips through the door , a cup of water held delicately in her hands . She gave the earl a shy little smile as she approached, oh poor thing.. He looked just absolutely exhausted . . She set the glass of water down , careful as to keep it away from the papers .

“ Hello you, long time no see. ” She teased , watching as he kept his eyes glued to his work . “ Love, you’ve been trapped in your office for a while now. . Don’t you think you should fetch a bite to eat..? ” She asked ,her brows furrowed in concern, good gods .. She smiled at him . Sweet thing .. He didn’t deserve to spend all day like this . Her hand came to hold his cheek, bringing his face closer before tilting her head . “ You can’t possibly expect me to let you sit here for so long without so much as getting you a bite to eat . How about some salmon , hm? It’s been quite a while since I’ve prepared that for you. ” She smiled , squishing his cheek before straightening her posture . Her gaze then fell towards the window , the sky was getting cloudier by the moment - so asking him to step outside with her to enjoy the fresh air wasn’t exactly about to be an option any time soon . . So be it , she knew Ciel wasn’t exactly the outdoorsy type regardless . She turned back to him , gently giving him a nudge with her hip before speaking once more . “ Don’t forget to stretch too.. If you keep sitting with your back like that your backs going to hurt later. ”

[luneavi]

Well , while she usually enjoyed spoiling him with a big breakfast , she’d like to know if there was anything he craved before she got to cooking . Gods forbid she decides to make soft and oh so buttery pancakes for him the day he decides he doesn’t wish to start his morning with sweetness! Or possibly the other way around , where she makes him something devoid of sugar when he awakens with nothing else but an incredible craving for it !! When he lies back down , she does the same . Sliding herself at his side and resting right beside him . She keeps him close , but doesn’t rest her head on top of him for a number of reasons , one of them being the fact that his body was so sore- if she rested her head on him . . They both know it wouldn’t feel too good . Not to mention his asthma , the last thing he needed now in such a condition was her head pressing down on weak lungs and keeping them from properly doing their job . So , while she does keep close , she’s delicate . Half asleep , she hums quietly , but stops when he speaks . He was apologizing .. Flint shook her head , waving a dismissive hand . “ Please don’t worry about it, my love, I understand.. ” She hums, quietly taking him into her arms . When he falls asleep - it truly doesn’t take that long for her to do just the same . There was nothing on her schedule for the day, an hour or two of extra sleep wouldn’t do her any harm . She watches over him - not literally of course, but gods knew if anyone dared try to disturb him that she’d be the first one up to keep him resting . Eventually , an hour came , but before the second one came , little Flint awoke . Tired eyes flutter open to see Ciel was still fast asleep in her arms .. He was sleeping, wasn’t he? She squints, staring at the earl for an odd amount of time before confirming he was indeed breathing .

Okay.. Good . She rises from the bed , stretching herself before lifting herself off . Turning to him , she reaches to feel his little head . She contemplated on waking him , but did no such thing .. He needed rest , despite her concerns , his body was exhausted and it felt cruel to wake him . So , she heads off , her trip is temporary of course . She’s only going to fetch a glass of water or two for herself and Ciel - not that she needed it . Then make her way to the library to find herself a good thick book to read - and possibly ponder what she could make for his next meal.. Gods - she would have to think about that quite hard .. On her way to and from Ciels room, she stumbles into Sebastian. She’s as cold as ever and isn’t surprised when he doesn’t exactly act as though he’s all that thrilled to see her . Briefly , she mentions Ciel’s condition , specifically asking him not to wake the earl . At least not yet, she’s got a cup of water ready for him when he chooses to arise and if he felt hungry at any point she’s more than willing to cook for him. She eventually comes back to settle in bed with him , sitting upright with a book in hand , she waits for him. Patient and sweet , she reads to herself while she awaits for him to wake up oh so patiently .

luneavi​:

Her touch is delicate , she’s careful and ever so gentle with her love as she examines the injuries he took . None seem infected , and truthfully, they all looked relatively well . Healing at the regular amount of time a normal wound should . Nothing to be worried about in that department .. but he still worried her . Poor thing .. She and Sebastian needed to talk about this later , it was completely unacceptable ! He shouldn’t be coming home from their trips too exhausted and sore to even function properly the next day ! She doesn’t blame Ciel , he’s impulsive , and he’s willing to do anything to get the job done- even risking his life , knowing full well his Butler wouldn’t dare break their contract and let him die before his wish came to fruition . Even so , letting him return in a state such as this was too much .. When he returns to her shoulder, she goes right back to wrapping an arm around him . She holds him close, comfortable and nodding when he speaks . “ I imagine .. If you’d like you can finish your tea , get some rest .. I’ll rub your shoulders if it helps with anything . Just say the word. ” She loved spoiling Ciel , this fact made itself clear in moments like these . She was so eager and excited to just .. make him feel better in any way she could . Unconditionally as well, she loved him without expecting anything in return , even if .. Truly , she did hold feelings for him and those silly little feelings did give her a tiny bit of hope that he’d realize her feelings for him — and potentially reciprocate them .

The feeling was small though , and truthfully, none of her actions came with the high hopes of anything like that happening . Especially in a moment such as this , Ciel is exhausted and in pain , if she eyed him- she could swear she could almost see him shaking as he held the teacup . Surprisingly enough , he’s able to finish the cup- flint takes it , happy to set it aside for him before speaking “ Come now, lie back down, you’re in no position to be up and about now . If you need anything , feel free to tell me and I’m more than happy to fetch it for you. “ She smiled , sitting at his side before lifting a finger . “ Emphasis on the fact I’m offering my help. ” She knows exactly what that little mind must be thinking . What it always likes to think whenever Flint shows him an ounce of unconditional affection. That he’s burdening her , that he’s unworthy of such attention and such spoils , that she worries too much for him . But now.. Why, she’s not even sure he’s going to put up much of a fight if any.. sweet thing seems exhausted.. she pouts, shaking her head before drawing in to peck his forehead . “ If you just need or want to rest, I’m here , alright? I’ll stay so long as you want me to. ” want. so long as he wants her there, not need . She could very well leave when he’s got what he needs, she wa there for her if he wanted her regardless of that fact.

OF   COURSE   Ciel   wouldn’t   fight.   Flint   was   smart   for   not   cooking   breakfast,   almost   as   if   consumed   by   a   sense   not   to.   He   is   gentle   when   he   goes   back   down   into   the   duvets   with   the   help   of   the   deity   who   made   moving   these   sore   muscles   ever   so   much   easier.   Fluffed   ‘gainst   the   feather   mattress   and   two   particularly   comfortable   blankets,   he   nests   plainly,   with   cushiony   clouds   surrounded   him   entirely.   The   feathers   of   his   pillow   supported   his   head   and   drew   him   in   for   sleep   that   beckoned   him.   His   eyelids   grow   very   heavy   like   how   clouds   grew   heavy   with   rain.   A   big   yawn   leaves   his   lips   before   snuggling   down,   half   his   face   obscured   by   a   thick,   fluffy   comforter.   Ciel   peeks   out   at   her   barely   past   thick   lashes   as   he   tries   to   hang   on   to   the   last   ounce   of   energy   he   had   left.   

“I’m   sorry   for   getting,”   What’s   the   word   for   it   ?  “I’m   sorry   for   getting   annoyed   yesterday.   About   the   manor.”   But   then   his   lashes   fluttered   closed   as   the   surrounding   warmth   pulled   Ciel   under   into   the   oasis   of   twilight   slumber.   Though   the   sun   was   still   high   in   the   sky,   dreamscapes   were   full   of   purples   and   violet-blues.   Deep   twilit   forests   sparkling   with   cashmere   starlight   tempting   him   to   lay   in   the   comforting   bed   of   silk   and   jasmine.   To   sleep   he   went   quickly   and   soundly   despite   the   caffeine   from   the   tea.   The   most   it   did   for   him   was   ease   some   of   the   headache,   but   it   did   nothing   to   wake   him   up.   And   anyway,   he   shouldn’t   be   expected   to   be   awake   in   such   a   state.   His   fever   was   quite   consistent   even   though   it   was   low   grade.   He   would   definitely   need   to   be   woken   up   next   if   he   must   be   awake.

[luneavi]

Her touch is delicate , she’s careful and ever so gentle with her love as she examines the injuries he took . None seem infected , and truthfully, they all looked relatively well . Healing at the regular amount of time a normal wound should . Nothing to be worried about in that department .. but he still worried her . Poor thing .. She and Sebastian needed to talk about this later , it was completely unacceptable ! He shouldn’t be coming home from their trips too exhausted and sore to even function properly the next day ! She doesn’t blame Ciel , he’s impulsive , and he’s willing to do anything to get the job done- even risking his life , knowing full well his Butler wouldn’t dare break their contract and let him die before his wish came to fruition . Even so , letting him return in a state such as this was too much .. When he returns to her shoulder, she goes right back to wrapping an arm around him . She holds him close, comfortable and nodding when he speaks . “ I imagine .. If you’d like you can finish your tea , get some rest .. I’ll rub your shoulders if it helps with anything . Just say the word. ” She loved spoiling Ciel , this fact made itself clear in moments like these . She was so eager and excited to just .. make him feel better in any way she could . Unconditionally as well, she loved him without expecting anything in return , even if .. Truly , she did hold feelings for him and those silly little feelings did give her a tiny bit of hope that he’d realize her feelings for him — and potentially reciprocate them .

The feeling was small though , and truthfully, none of her actions came with the high hopes of anything like that happening . Especially in a moment such as this , Ciel is exhausted and in pain , if she eyed him- she could swear she could almost see him shaking as he held the teacup . Surprisingly enough , he’s able to finish the cup- flint takes it , happy to set it aside for him before speaking “ Come now, lie back down, you’re in no position to be up and about now . If you need anything , feel free to tell me and I’m more than happy to fetch it for you. “ She smiled , sitting at his side before lifting a finger . “ Emphasis on the fact I’m offering my help. ” She knows exactly what that little mind must be thinking . What it always likes to think whenever Flint shows him an ounce of unconditional affection. That he’s burdening her , that he’s unworthy of such attention and such spoils , that she worries too much for him . But now.. Why, she’s not even sure he’s going to put up much of a fight if any.. sweet thing seems exhausted.. she pouts, shaking her head before drawing in to peck his forehead . “ If you just need or want to rest, I’m here , alright? I’ll stay so long as you want me to. ” want. so long as he wants her there, not need . She could very well leave when he’s got what he needs, she wa there for her if he wanted her regardless of that fact.

luneavi​:

She grows hesitant , unsure .. She notices the small grimace . A sign that he didn’t feel all to well about rising . Whether it be because he was so sleepy or anything else , she couldn’t quite tell . She didn’t let herself panic though , she knew better at this point that a paper cut wasn’t the end of the world . There was no use in worrying herself because he made a face as he got up from bed like . . literally any other human . Gods , she needn’t worry over something like that . Rather than do so, she focuses her worry on the warm forehead that meets with her shoulder . He seemed to struggle with sitting up fully .. Trying his hardest to maintain his strength and keep himself straight . She’s ready to speak again , asking if it was even a good idea to bring him tea and offer to replace it with a nice glass of water , or perhaps just let the earl go back into slumber and rest away once again until he felt better to rise . He manages to answer before she gets the opportunity to ask though , and as he speaks and moves his precious little head , the nagging feeling that something was amiss begins to gnaw at her .. She watched him , brows furrowed with genuine concern before he gently takes the cup from her hands . She cups her little hands beneath his drink as he prepares himself to take a sip . Almost as if she was uncertain that he’d be strong enough to keep it in his hands . He seemed tired .. no , not tired, sore . He seemed sore , as if .. right — the beating he took yesterday . She knew a bath would help, but she also knew it wouldn’t automatically rid him of any of the pain he was feeling . She sighed , head shaking as her hands eventually left from where the cautiously hovered beneath his teacup before a single arm wrapped around him . She kept him close , watching him sip before giving him the lightest little squeeze . “ Don’t worry about finishing it . ” She assured him , watching as he placed himself back on her shoulder and sighed .. Poor thing .. She kept herself quiet , allowing him to enjoy the silence before her lips part . Her voice is quiet , sweet as ever , and gentle with him . “ Hey, is everything alright .. ? ” she asks, tilting her little head at him .

’ Im fine ‘ she’s almost positive it’s what she’ll hear , so - before he can answer , she speaks up again . “ You look a little flushed , come. ” she raises her hand to feel the warmth on his cheeks.. “ I don’t mean to worry about you the minute you wake, but you’re a bit warm, my love.. how do you feel? ” she asked , tilting her head at him , curious gaze falling on the teacup in his hands before pulling him closer to her . Her starlight dims now , his warmth was cause for mild concern on her end - and as a result, her light fades . Not out of sadness , it does so by her command . Doing so lowers her general temperature , she’s no longer as warm as she once was . Now , she’s not cold - not yet at least . With time she’d cool down further, now she was only moderately cooled down . “ Hn.. Hey, that reminds me, I never got a good look at your injuries .. do you mind If Can take a look now ? ” She asked , gently tugging at his sleeve . The tug was definitely more gentle than anything , she shows no aggression and is as tender as she could be . She doesn’t want to make him uncomfortable , nor force him to do something he didn’t want to . The sweet thing just woke up , the last thing he needed was to be forced to undress in front of her to show him the injuries he got from a little beating her got yesterday . He needn’t have to replay yesterday’s events in his head if he didn’t want to , he didn’t have to show her a thing he was uncomfortable with . But he knew her, perhaps even better than the little deity knew herself . She’d never dare ask anything of him that could put him in danger , as a matter of fact , she was almost more careful than Sebastian was about keeping him safe . With Sebastian , keeping him alive and well enough to fulfill his vengeance was enough for him . For Flint , ensuring he was enjoying the life he had as healthy as he could be was just the bare minimum for her . So when she asks to eye his injuries , she asks never out of perversion, but genuine concern for his well being and health .

ALL   that   was   said   and   done   was   rather   tuned   out   into   the   distance   for   him,   as   if   living   in   a   haze.   Warm   forehead   lifts   away   from   her   shoulder   to   reveal   spots   he   was   cut,   none   of   which   showed   any   signs   of   infection   but   he   felt   pretty   terrible   if   she   asked   him.   Returning   to   the   safety   of   her   shoulder,   gingerly   sips   are   taken   one   at   a   time   to   coast   himself   rather   than   chug   it.   Tea   tasted   best   when   well   sipped.   Ciel   stays   quiet,   not   in   the   mood   to   talk   and   in   no   shape   or   form   willing   to   share   his   morning   breath   in   this   close   space.   Not   that   this   was   the   main   reason   why   he   was   quiet,   but   it   was   definitely   one   of   them.   When   the   tea   is   done,   he   snuggles   more   after   placing   the   teacup   on   the   bedside   table.   

“My   body   is   in   copious   amounts   of   pain”   He   muttered   a   long   while   after.   “But   at   least   nothing   is   infected.”   He   was   very   clearly   feverish,   but   likely   from   the   stress   of   the   events.   After   all,   he   was   beaten   half   to   death.   “I   want   to   sleep.”

[luneavi]

She grows hesitant , unsure .. She notices the small grimace . A sign that he didn’t feel all to well about rising . Whether it be because he was so sleepy or anything else , she couldn’t quite tell . She didn’t let herself panic though , she knew better at this point that a paper cut wasn’t the end of the world . There was no use in worrying herself because he made a face as he got up from bed like . . literally any other human . Gods , she needn’t worry over something like that . Rather than do so, she focuses her worry on the warm forehead that meets with her shoulder . He seemed to struggle with sitting up fully .. Trying his hardest to maintain his strength and keep himself straight . She’s ready to speak again , asking if it was even a good idea to bring him tea and offer to replace it with a nice glass of water , or perhaps just let the earl go back into slumber and rest away once again until he felt better to rise . He manages to answer before she gets the opportunity to ask though , and as he speaks and moves his precious little head , the nagging feeling that something was amiss begins to gnaw at her .. She watched him , brows furrowed with genuine concern before he gently takes the cup from her hands . She cups her little hands beneath his drink as he prepares himself to take a sip . Almost as if she was uncertain that he’d be strong enough to keep it in his hands . He seemed tired .. no , not tired, sore . He seemed sore , as if .. right — the beating he took yesterday . She knew a bath would help, but she also knew it wouldn’t automatically rid him of any of the pain he was feeling . She sighed , head shaking as her hands eventually left from where the cautiously hovered beneath his teacup before a single arm wrapped around him . She kept him close , watching him sip before giving him the lightest little squeeze . “ Don’t worry about finishing it . ” She assured him , watching as he placed himself back on her shoulder and sighed .. Poor thing .. She kept herself quiet , allowing him to enjoy the silence before her lips part . Her voice is quiet , sweet as ever , and gentle with him . “ Hey, is everything alright .. ? ” she asks, tilting her little head at him .

’ Im fine ‘ she’s almost positive it’s what she’ll hear , so - before he can answer , she speaks up again . “ You look a little flushed , come. ” she raises her hand to feel the warmth on his cheeks.. “ I don’t mean to worry about you the minute you wake, but you’re a bit warm, my love.. how do you feel? ” she asked , tilting her head at him , curious gaze falling on the teacup in his hands before pulling him closer to her . Her starlight dims now , his warmth was cause for mild concern on her end - and as a result, her light fades . Not out of sadness , it does so by her command . Doing so lowers her general temperature , she’s no longer as warm as she once was . Now , she’s not cold - not yet at least . With time she’d cool down further, now she was only moderately cooled down . “ Hn.. Hey, that reminds me, I never got a good look at your injuries .. do you mind If Can take a look now ? ” She asked , gently tugging at his sleeve . The tug was definitely more gentle than anything , she shows no aggression and is as tender as she could be . She doesn’t want to make him uncomfortable , nor force him to do something he didn’t want to . The sweet thing just woke up , the last thing he needed was to be forced to undress in front of her to show him the injuries he got from a little beating her got yesterday . He needn’t have to replay yesterday’s events in his head if he didn’t want to , he didn’t have to show her a thing he was uncomfortable with . But he knew her, perhaps even better than the little deity knew herself . She’d never dare ask anything of him that could put him in danger , as a matter of fact , she was almost more careful than Sebastian was about keeping him safe . With Sebastian , keeping him alive and well enough to fulfill his vengeance was enough for him . For Flint , ensuring he was enjoying the life he had as healthy as he could be was just the bare minimum for her . So when she asks to eye his injuries , she asks never out of perversion, but genuine concern for his well being and health .

luneavi​:

The task took .. relatively shorter than expected . Literally , just mashing potatoes . That was it, that was the task . Along with adding an ingredient or two into the mix, but all in all it was an easy thing to do . Still though, by the time she finally returned, her seeet earl had fallen asleep right on top of the sheets when she arrived ! Now , this just won’t do ! Usually , she’s not one to wake him and tear him from his slumber, but when he hasn’t eaten all day , had a warm meal waiting for him, and wasn’t even properly tucked in - why, she had to ! She’s gentle in waking the earl, sweet voice pulling him back into consciousness while hovering the plate of food above him . Ultimately it’s the scent rather than her voice that lures him back awake . He seemed so drowsy , and yet despite that he showed much energy to eat the food she’d prepared . Spoon at the ready , he eats as though he were fully awake and immediately gets full . Good, he left an empty plate . While that would usually be a rare task , she hardly made any . Using likely one or two potatoes for the entire thing , she made just enough to fill his tummy without making him sick . And just like that, he’s out cold . “ You could at least let me tuck you in. ” She snickered, only for his immediate response to be just a simple nod . She smiled , he didn’t even know what she was saying .. as he rests, she takes it into her own hands to ensure he’s properly tucked in bed, taking him into her arms for the night afterwards.

She’s surprised he never got up to use the restroom throughout the night . He really did sleep like a rock throughout the entirety of it . When saplings light came in to wash their room in his suns warmth , she arose , choosing not to disturb the earl as she slipped from the end and gave him a passing glance . He’d hardly shifted.. She yawned, and deciding itd be for the best to let him sleep in a bit, she slipped away to the kitchen to fetch him a cup of tea . She’s sure he wouldn’t sleep in for much longer , and in the time she took to make it- she’d assume he’d be up by then ! Earl grey , his favorite - or so she believed . She heard Sebastian say it at one point . When she makes her way back, she’s somewhat surprised to see him still fast asleep . Walking over to the edge of the bed, she sits gently at his side- and somehow that manages to be what wakes him . She watched his eyes struggle to open , fluttering lightly before giving a quiet little groan that melted her heart . “ I made you tea..” She cooed, “ I can save it for later if you’re too tired though..”

IS   that   what   the   scent   was   that   he   was   picking   up   despite   a   rather   congested   nose   ?  The   scent   of   black   tea   and   bergamot         …            sparkling   and   yet   somehow   subtle   as   the   sun   filtered   through   sheer,   white   curtains.   Meticulously   and   yet   brainlessly,   Ciel’s   hand   found   the   edge   of   the   dvet   to   pull   away   from   his   sleepy   figure,   exposing   a   warm   chest   to   a   much   colder   environment.   A   grimace   in   his   lip   shows   he’s   not   happy   about   it,   but   when   needs   must   and   all   that.   Colder   air   tends   to   wake   him   faster   than   a   cup   of   tea   these   days,   but   he   wouldn’t   reject   it,   of   course.   Lashes   flutter   again,   this   time   to   solidify   that   he   is   awake   as   he   rises,   only   to   immediately   place   a   rather   warm   forehead   to   her   shoulder.      He   couldn’t   move   any   further—-every   movement   came   with   difficulty   as   his   body   healed   from   the   events   of   the   day   prior.   His   stomach   muscles   burned   when   he   sat   up,   and   now   too   weak   to   move   his   forehead   is   in   her   shoulder.   His   body   was   warmer   than   usual,   though,   he   just   couldn’t   recognise   it.

“No,   no,   I   can   drink   it.”   Ciel   said   hoarsely   into   the   fabric   of   her   sleeve.   His   head   shifts   so   he’s   facing   away,   resting   his   temple   on   the   same   spot.   There   was   a   dull   throb   he   was   coming   to   realise   drumming   away   in   his   skull,   subtle   and   yet   distracting   enough   to   notice.   Ciel   was   beginning   to   come   to   terms   that   he   doesn’t �� feel   too   good,   which   is   to   be   expected   after   taking   a   beating,   but   to   a   different   degree   he’s   not   sure   a   cup   of   tea   can   aid.   He   moves   to   take   hold   of   the   handle   at   once   anyway,      knowing   the   heat   will   at   least   help   soothe   the   aching   in   his   throat.   The   sip   is   delicate,   but   the   flavours   are   heavily   pronounced.   A   strong   brew,   just   how   he   likes   it.   It   doesn’t   taste   too   bitter   or   acidic.   It’s   a   bit   sweet,   but   balancing   enough   to   make   the   tea   enjoyable   without   being   too   exact.   With   the   cup   between   two   hands,   his   forehead   meets   with   her   shoulder   again   as   he   bent   forward   with   hands   in   his   lap.   His   eyes   shut   in   the   quiet   as   he   focuses   on   ridding   himself   of   the   headache   throbbing   behind   his   eyes.        

[luneavi]

The task took .. relatively shorter than expected . Literally , just mashing potatoes . That was it, that was the task . Along with adding an ingredient or two into the mix, but all in all it was an easy thing to do . Still though, by the time she finally returned, her seeet earl had fallen asleep right on top of the sheets when she arrived ! Now , this just won’t do ! Usually , she’s not one to wake him and tear him from his slumber, but when he hasn’t eaten all day , had a warm meal waiting for him, and wasn’t even properly tucked in - why, she had to ! She’s gentle in waking the earl, sweet voice pulling him back into consciousness while hovering the plate of food above him . Ultimately it’s the scent rather than her voice that lures him back awake . He seemed so drowsy , and yet despite that he showed much energy to eat the food she’d prepared . Spoon at the ready , he eats as though he were fully awake and immediately gets full . Good, he left an empty plate . While that would usually be a rare task , she hardly made any . Using likely one or two potatoes for the entire thing , she made just enough to fill his tummy without making him sick . And just like that, he’s out cold . “ You could at least let me tuck you in. ” She snickered, only for his immediate response to be just a simple nod . She smiled , he didn’t even know what she was saying .. as he rests, she takes it into her own hands to ensure he’s properly tucked in bed, taking him into her arms for the night afterwards.

She’s surprised he never got up to use the restroom throughout the night . He really did sleep like a rock throughout the entirety of it . When saplings light came in to wash their room in his suns warmth , she arose , choosing not to disturb the earl as she slipped from the end and gave him a passing glance . He’d hardly shifted.. She yawned, and deciding itd be for the best to let him sleep in a bit, she slipped away to the kitchen to fetch him a cup of tea . She’s sure he wouldn’t sleep in for much longer , and in the time she took to make it- she’d assume he’d be up by then ! Earl grey , his favorite - or so she believed . She heard Sebastian say it at one point . When she makes her way back, she’s somewhat surprised to see him still fast asleep . Walking over to the edge of the bed, she sits gently at his side- and somehow that manages to be what wakes him . She watched his eyes struggle to open , fluttering lightly before giving a quiet little groan that melted her heart . “ I made you tea..” She cooed, “ I can save it for later if you’re too tired though..”

luneavi​:

His irritation with her brought her own , no, not irritation — Embarrassment ? Frustration ? A mix of the two..?She spoke , but once she realized her voice was quite literally going in one ear and straight out the other, she sighed . She sat in silence for a moment , a silence that was not so comfortable in comparison to the last . Eventually , she gave a sigh , she’d annoyed him and ruined the moment for them , so she resigned herself . Excusing herself with a quick “ I’ll let you get changed , I’m going to do so as well . ” She stated, rising up quietly before stepping away to slip off the dress she’d tried so hard to keep clean . So much for wanting to hear about her . But , she knows not to be frustrated with him , and with all sincerity , her anger with him has never truly been something known to last . Something that could be considered beneficial for him and likely a great weakness for her . Unfortunately for her , she loved him too much to actually feel hurt by anything he told her . Truth be told , she left for his comfort . He was annoyed with her and he was going out of his way to neglect her presence. If he was that uncomfortable and irate with her in the room, it’s best that she take her leave . She undressed herself with him away , slipping into her typical nightgown . Her hands run through little curls and she eventually sits herself down on the bed — but not before grabbing one of the books she’d slipped in from the library . She wasn’t going to just stare at the wall in his absence ! When he steps out , she watches him briefly before he sat on his bed . She waits a beat , then speaks “ You never answered my question , by the way .. ” She reminded him , slipping out of the bed to walk over and stand before him .

“ You left quite early today, I’m not certain you’ve had anything to eat and considering the busy day you’ve had I think it’s fair for me to assume you may not have had an actual meal to eat yet. ” she leaned down some, curls falling over her shoulder, “ So, I’ll ask again, is there anything you’d like to eat? I’m more than happy to make it .. ” this time , she got a quick response from him and his stomach . His stomach growled , and the earl demanded.. Mashed potatoes ? Flint nodded, expecting more, but when he added nothing else, she rose a brow. “ What else.. ? Aside from mashed potatoes? ” … and he wanted - literally nothing else . He was sure anything else would be too much for his little stomach! But mashed potatoes ? Perfect , flint giggled, looking at him with a puzzled little look before going , “Okay, why don’t we go for an actual me— oh! ” unexpectedly , a little hand took hold of her collar , demanding the supper he’d asked for and tugging her in . She was caught entirely off guard , frozen , staring at the earl, and all in all quite flustered ! Being so close to him so suddenly ! She began to shimmer , moving away and fanning herself before nodding . “ A-Alright ! Alright! I’ll get you the food, just relax! ” She snickered , wiping her cheeks free of any glow- with a lot more difficulty than she’d like to admit — oh gods dammit, he’d flustered her!! Being around him wasn’t helping her glow diminish . So she leaves hurriedly , glowing ever so brightly and trying her best to put its light out before reaching the kitchen .

WAITING   in   silence   wasn’t   always   so   terrible,   but   this   time   as   sleep   beckoned   him,   he   found   it   incredibly   hard   to   stay   awake   waiting   for   the   prepared   snack   to   come   greet   him   in   his   bed.   Surrounded   by   fluff   and   comfort,   Ciel   eventually   sinks   down   and   drifts   into   bedtime   bliss.   Falling   victim   to   exhaustion   well   ensued,   he   quickly   loses   track   of   time   and   when   a   familiar   voice   calls   on   him,   he   shoots   right   up   as   if   accidentally   giving   into   the   urge   when   he   did   so   willingly.   The   mild   smell   of   salt,   butter   and   pepper   fills   his   nose   as   he’s   presented   with   a   bowl   of   mash.   The   butter,   melted   and   deliciously   golden   on   top,   had   Ciel   in   marvel.   Using   the   spoon,   he   takes   plentiful   bites,   savouring   the   meal   with   a   healthy   groan   of   approval   at   the   taste.   A   few   bites   in,   though,   he   finds   himself   full         …            which   would   honestly   make   a   great   amount   of   sense   given   how   big   his   spoonfuls   were.   Handing   off   the   bowl   in   silence,   the   earl   sinks   back   down   into   his   sheets   and   drifts   immediately,   nodding   to   whatever   the   deity   had   to   say   without   ever   knowing   exactly   what   it   was   she   said   to   him.

Ciel   was   out   cold   at   last,   snoozing   away   in   a   deep   slumber   as   he   moulded   to   his   mattress   and   didn’t   move   a   muscle.   He   slept   the   entire   night   and   even   deep   into   the   morning,   unable   to   be   disturbed   as   every   other   loud   sound   didn’t   even   dare   to   wake   him   whereas   he   would   normally   be   a   light   sleeper   on   other   nights.   No,   tonight   he   was   veiled   in   a   sleep   that   felt   comatose.   With   the   sun   shining   on   his   face,   he   still   sleeps   soundly   without   a   single   shift   or   toss   of   the   body   in   his   bed.   The   duvets   remained   kept   and   tidy,   save   for   the   exact   spot   Ciel   found   himself   glued   to.   In   the   bright   sun   of   mid-morning,   Ciel   finally   begins   to   stir   from   his   sleep,   immediately   coming   to   notice   the   ache   in   his   body   once   conscious   enough   to   understand   the   feeling   of   pain.   When   heterochromic   glisten   ‘neath   the   flutter   of   thick   onyx   lashes,   he   comes   to   understand   a   figure   in   front   of   him,   looking   down   on   him   from   the   edge   of   the   bed.   He’s   much   too   out   of   sorts   to   get   any   further   than   that,   eyes   hiding   behind   his   eyelids   once   more.   A   groan   came   from   him   as   he   knitted   his   eyebrows   in   a   familiar   mannerism.   He   didn’t   want   to   awaken   just   yet.  

[luneavi]

His irritation with her brought her own , no, not irritation — Embarrassment ? Frustration ? A mix of the two..?She spoke , but once she realized her voice was quite literally going in one ear and straight out the other, she sighed . She sat in silence for a moment , a silence that was not so comfortable in comparison to the last . Eventually , she gave a sigh , she’d annoyed him and ruined the moment for them , so she resigned herself . Excusing herself with a quick “ I’ll let you get changed , I’m going to do so as well . ” She stated, rising up quietly before stepping away to slip off the dress she’d tried so hard to keep clean . So much for wanting to hear about her . But , she knows not to be frustrated with him , and with all sincerity , her anger with him has never truly been something known to last . Something that could be considered beneficial for him and likely a great weakness for her . Unfortunately for her , she loved him too much to actually feel hurt by anything he told her . Truth be told , she left for his comfort . He was annoyed with her and he was going out of his way to neglect her presence. If he was that uncomfortable and irate with her in the room, it’s best that she take her leave . She undressed herself with him away , slipping into her typical nightgown . Her hands run through little curls and she eventually sits herself down on the bed — but not before grabbing one of the books she’d slipped in from the library . She wasn't going to just stare at the wall in his absence ! When he steps out , she watches him briefly before he sat on his bed . She waits a beat , then speaks “ You never answered my question , by the way .. ” She reminded him , slipping out of the bed to walk over and stand before him .

“ You left quite early today, I’m not certain you’ve had anything to eat and considering the busy day you’ve had I think it’s fair for me to assume you may not have had an actual meal to eat yet. ” she leaned down some, curls falling over her shoulder, “ So, I’ll ask again, is there anything you’d like to eat? I’m more than happy to make it .. ” this time , she got a quick response from him and his stomach . His stomach growled , and the earl demanded.. Mashed potatoes ? Flint nodded, expecting more, but when he added nothing else, she rose a brow. “ What else.. ? Aside from mashed potatoes? ” … and he wanted - literally nothing else . He was sure anything else would be too much for his little stomach! But mashed potatoes ? Perfect , flint giggled, looking at him with a puzzled little look before going , “Okay, why don’t we go for an actual me— oh! ” unexpectedly , a little hand took hold of her collar , demanding the supper he’d asked for and tugging her in . She was caught entirely off guard , frozen , staring at the earl, and all in all quite flustered ! Being so close to him so suddenly ! She began to shimmer , moving away and fanning herself before nodding . “ A-Alright ! Alright! I’ll get you the food, just relax! ” She snickered , wiping her cheeks free of any glow- with a lot more difficulty than she’d like to admit — oh gods dammit, he'd flustered her!! Being around him wasn’t helping her glow diminish . So she leaves hurriedly , glowing ever so brightly and trying her best to put its light out before reaching the kitchen .

luneavi​:

She rested against his touch, something that brought immediate ease and peace to her worries . Her knew her far too well. Perhaps even moreso than she could know herself . She leaned against his hand up until he brought it down, brows furrowing in slight frustration as she knew exactly what she was doing , gods .. He was fine, she knew that, she knew she needn’t worry herself to death about him when he’s sitting right there , injured but alive and from the looks of it— relatively well . Even if Sebastian was gods awful at his job . She sighed , head shaking before her lips parted to speak . “ I know .. I’m sorry, I just worry.. You know I’d prefer to see you unharmed — but don’t call this a game !! ” She shook her head , raising a hand with a pout on her lips . “ I know Sebastian wouldn’t ever allow you to die— I know that, I understand!! I just … I’d still like to see you in good health is all.. ” She sighed , running her hands through little white curls before raising a brow and looking down .. The dress ? Oh ! Flint looked back , and a smile manages to return to her lips . She shakes her head , waving her hand dismissively . “ It’s nothing, come now. . I’m not that irresponsible !! ” She was flattered he wanted to know more of her day , but truthfully ? Her day had been boring , uneventful and truthfully she spent most- if not all of it just waiting for his return . “ I spent the day indoors ! I didn’t really go outside today .. ” she admitted, shrugging her shoulders . “ I did try to — just- go and see if I could find my way around the manor.. ” She began , biting her lip before admitting “ And I got lost .. I believe three or four times before eventually finding myself in the library and residing there until your long awaited return . ” She snickered .

“ Do you think you could perhaps give me a tour of the place ? I feel like I haven’t truly gotten to see this place well — but I tend to get lost whenever I do so on my own .. hah.. ” She rested herself against the tub , a curl or two dipping into the water before she spoke yet again. “ I have no clue how I continue to get lost .. Eventually I reach this one hallway and I always find myself forgetting which direction I even came from ! I also got to know the other servants for once.. They seem like pleasant folks.. Much better than Sebastian , at least. ” She scoffed, rolling her eyes before looking at Ciel . Oh dear , she must be talking his ear off!! She gave a final little “ I’m glad.. I’m glad to see you here, safe and all.. ” Before they fell into silence, not an uncomfortable one , there never seemed to be true discomfort in their shared silence . It was peaceful , just two people in a room , comfort within both and peace in the shared atmosphere the two shared . She usually found silence boring unless she was focused on something . But to be here with him like this ? There was only peace .

HONESTLY   hosting   a   house   tour   sounded   terribly   dull.   Sebastian   was   typically   in   charge   of   such   hospitality,   and   Ciel   for   one   didn’t   feel   like   going   through   the   entire   manor   top   and   bottom   simply   because   she   had   no   idea   how   to   navigate   being   a   deity   and   all.   The   mention   of   it   truly   sours   his   attitude   just   a   touch.   She   was   a   deity   and   couldn’t   get   around   his   manor   ?  It   was    humorous   really         …            he   couldn’t   help   but   stifle   a   chuckle.   That   was   quite   embarrassing         …         Sebastian   didn’t   need   such   guidance.   Strange   how   she   would.   He   gives   her   a   gaze   unlike   any   other,   almost   as   if   resenting   her   rather   than   her   request.   All   specks   of   bliss   had   long   since   vanished   since   her   silly   little   inquiry.   Not   that   the   question   itself   was   silly,   but   the   fact   she   was   a   deity   who   couldn’t   even   get   around   his   house   without   help.   She   might   as   well   be   human.   On   that   note,   

“Oh,   I   do   find   that   quite   irritating.”   Ciel   said   flatly.   “Are   you   or   are   you   not   a   deity   ?Figure   it   out.   If   you   cannot,   then   my   butler   would   be   more   than   happy   to   accommodate.”   End   of   discussion.   He   clearly   wanted   no   parts   in   that.   How   can   a   human   being   find   their   way   around   his   manor   much   better   than   a   deity   ?   Looking   away   and   shifting   his   body   to   face   away   from   her   slightly,   he   allows   his   eyes   to   shut   to   find   some   form   of   peace   again   after   that   bold   interruption.   He   still   cannot   help   but   reflect   on   his   irritation   with   even   more   grit.   How   annoying.      Whatever   she   says   next   is   ignored   plainly.   She   had   the   audacity   to   ask   for   a   tour   without   even   figuring   it   out   on   her   own.   Ciel   was   here   to   enjoy   the   atmosphere,   not   be   begged   for   something   she   clearly   had   the   capacity   to   comprehend   on   her   own   time.

   He   didn’t   have   time   to   host   a   tour   and   it’s   not   like   he   used   every   room   in   the   manor   either.   Once   the   bath   concludes,   he   leaves   the   tub   while   she’s   not   looking   fresh   as   a   lily.   All   scratches   had   been   lathered   and   scrubbed   clean.   Face   was   tended   to   along   with   his   hair.   Milky   white   skin   dries   with   a   fluffy   bath   towel   before   he   gingerly   slips   on   his   nightwear,   slow   due   to   the   aching   muscles   in   his   core.   Carefully,   he   brushes   his   hair   and   teeth   and   makes   due   for   bed.   Exiting,   the   steam   follows   him   and   he   keeps   the   door   open   to   ventilate   it,   turning   for   his   bed   and   going   to   sit   on   the   foot   of   it.   Now   that   he   was   all   washed   up   and   relaxed,   there   was   something   he   wanted   to   eat,   but   wasn’t   sure   what.   Maybe   something   with   buttery   mashed   potatoes.   Delish.   He   wouldn’t   voice   it   though,   given   how   late   it’s   gotten.  

[luneavi]

She rested against his touch, something that brought immediate ease and peace to her worries . Her knew her far too well. Perhaps even moreso than she could know herself . She leaned against his hand up until he brought it down, brows furrowing in slight frustration as she knew exactly what she was doing , gods .. He was fine, she knew that, she knew she needn’t worry herself to death about him when he’s sitting right there , injured but alive and from the looks of it— relatively well . Even if Sebastian was gods awful at his job . She sighed , head shaking before her lips parted to speak . “ I know .. I’m sorry, I just worry.. You know I’d prefer to see you unharmed — but don’t call this a game !! ” She shook her head , raising a hand with a pout on her lips . “ I know Sebastian wouldn’t ever allow you to die— I know that, I understand!! I just … I’d still like to see you in good health is all.. ” She sighed , running her hands through little white curls before raising a brow and looking down .. The dress ? Oh ! Flint looked back , and a smile manages to return to her lips . She shakes her head , waving her hand dismissively . “ It’s nothing, come now. . I’m not that irresponsible !! ” She was flattered he wanted to know more of her day , but truthfully ? Her day had been boring , uneventful and truthfully she spent most- if not all of it just waiting for his return . “ I spent the day indoors ! I didn’t really go outside today .. ” she admitted, shrugging her shoulders . “ I did try to — just- go and see if I could find my way around the manor.. ” She began , biting her lip before admitting “ And I got lost .. I believe three or four times before eventually finding myself in the library and residing there until your long awaited return . ” She snickered .

“ Do you think you could perhaps give me a tour of the place ? I feel like I haven’t truly gotten to see this place well — but I tend to get lost whenever I do so on my own .. hah.. ” She rested herself against the tub , a curl or two dipping into the water before she spoke yet again. “ I have no clue how I continue to get lost .. Eventually I reach this one hallway and I always find myself forgetting which direction I even came from ! I also got to know the other servants for once.. They seem like pleasant folks.. Much better than Sebastian , at least. ” She scoffed, rolling her eyes before looking at Ciel . Oh dear , she must be talking his ear off!! She gave a final little “ I’m glad.. I’m glad to see you here, safe and all.. ” Before they fell into silence, not an uncomfortable one , there never seemed to be true discomfort in their shared silence . It was peaceful , just two people in a room , comfort within both and peace in the shared atmosphere the two shared . She usually found silence boring unless she was focused on something . But to be here with him like this ? There was only peace .

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Ciel had his own way of showing appreciation for the things she did , it wasn’t often the same . Lucky for him , she didn’t need that . As a matter of fact , with him ..? She seemed more than happy to do things without so much as a thank you in return . His thank you was more than enough for her , rest assured . His little mention of gratitude had Flint giving him the sweetest little smile , up until he began to ponder undressing . Now , she wouldn’t dare look at Ciel with any sort of ill intent . Lust was never something that came to mind when he was around , she didn’t feel that for him . Her eyes lingered on his undressing figure not out of perversion . No , out of sheer and absolute concern .. His body had taken a beating , that much was blatantly clear .. She watched him , mainly the bruise around his neck from the strangle he’d had .. Gods , she frowned , her silence felt loud , and it felt as though she had to say something .. She eventually sighed , lips parting to ensure he really was alright . “ Ciel- Are you al— ” She needn’t finish when he already knew she had her gaze fixed on him . He answered her without her needing to even finish her question . She worried excessively for him , of course he knew that was going to be the very first thing she’d ask . . she began to glow a bit in embarrassment , looking down before his next sentence really made her brighten up . Hell , even the stars in the tub shone brighter in response to her embarrassment . “ Oh -! I didn’t mean to— I just- I wasn’t trying to— I’m sorry, I’ll wait outside— ” and with that , the earl managed to Fluster a goddess and get her to leave the room momentarily . She exited , waiting until she heard the sound of him slipping into the tub and eventually peeked her head back inside .

“ May I? ” she asked , his sigh of relief definitely helping her in seeing that he did in fact enjoy his bath .. She draws closer , eventually seating herself at his side and looking at the water . Once again , not in a perverted way . She looked back at him , still as worried as before when she spoke, “ How do you feel? Can I fetch you anything? Anything at all? ” She came slightly closer to him, but not so much that she was hovering above the bath water . She just wanted to help him feel better in any way she could , she was giving him a look - this look that was just searching for anything .. he could tell her anything, anything! She just wanted to help.. Flint pouted , gods - she missed him all day and now that he’s back he looks like he’s been beaten half to death . Who wouldn’t want to help him? Sebastian maybe , unless Ciel told him to do so .. Flint raised her hand towards him, slowly moving a stray lock of hair away before she spoke once more . “ So what happened, Ciel? Tell me everything.. Who did this to you..? ” She asked , taking a few bubbles before putting them atop his shoulder . A silly thing to do , something done impulsively and seemingly out of nowhere .. But, Come now , what was she if not an impulsive little thing . “ Hey , if you’re not too tired, how about I also make you something to eat tonight, yes? ” Already sensing him about to tell her she needn’t ‘ burden ‘ herself with him , she added . “ I haven’t seen you all day , I’d like to be able to cook for you if you’re hungry. ”

WITH   the   kicks   to   his   gut   his   appetite   was   long   gone.   Eyes   train   to   view   the   little   dollop   of   bubbles   upon   his   shoulder   without   much   care,   exhale   from   his   nose   heavy   enough   to   send   a   cold   little   breeze   over   her   dainty   digits.   He   waits   patiently   for   her   to   finish   what   she   wanted   to   say,   eyes   shifting   upward   to   view   her   own,   the   shadows   under   his   eyes   easier   to   see   when   this   close   to   one   another.   A   yawn   comes   and   he   sinks   further,   taking   away   his   gaze   when   she   inquired   further   upon   details   Ciel   was   convinced   she   needn’t   know.   A   shift   in   his   placement   in   the   tub   makes   his   lip   curl   ‘gainst   the   pain   associated   with   sore,   injured   abdominal   muscles.   As   he   thinks   of   a   response   to   dismay   the   deity’s   worries,   the   earl   uses   a   hand   to   fan   away   the   starlight,   watching   as   they   overflowed   the   edges   of   the   tub   like   a   starlit   waterfall.   Obviously   without   the   water,   of   course.   With   shoulders   pressing   into   the   curvature   of   the   back   of   the   bathtub,   he   finally   speaks.   

“Flint,   stop   worrying.   I’m   here   and   I’m   fine.   I’m   safe.   The   person   responsible   for   my   injuries   has   been   dead   for   some   time   now.   You   needn’t   defend   my   honour   nor   protect   me,   I   have   Sebastian   keeping   me   alive.   I   know   that’s   not   what   you   want   to   hear   because   you   not   only   want   me   alive,   but   unharmed   as   well.   Our   game   tonight   got   out   of   hand.   The   only   thing   you   can   do   for   me   now   is   sit   here   with   me   and   tell   me   about   your   day.   I   don’t   want   to   think   about   the   events   of   this   evening   any   longer.   The   bath   is   very   nice,   and   I   love   it   very   much,   but   please,”   The   hand   that   fanned   away   her   starlight   came   to   rest   on   her   cheek   so   that   she   paid   attention,   feeling   her   soft   skin   heat   ‘neath   his   touch.   “Let   me   hear   about   you.   Enough   of   me,   we   already   know   the   state   I’m   in.   I   want   to   move   forward   and   know   what   you   were   doing   in   my   absence.”   The   hand   fell   to   the   safety   of   the   water   as   he   rested   his   head   on   the   brim.   

“I   see   you’ve   managed   to   keep   your   dress   as   clean   as   you   found   it.   What   an   extraordinary   feat,   wouldn’t   you   say   ?”

[luneavi]

Ciel had his own way of showing appreciation for the things she did , it wasn’t often the same . Lucky for him , she didn’t need that . As a matter of fact , with him ..? She seemed more than happy to do things without so much as a thank you in return . His thank you was more than enough for her , rest assured . His little mention of gratitude had Flint giving him the sweetest little smile , up until he began to ponder undressing . Now , she wouldn’t dare look at Ciel with any sort of ill intent . Lust was never something that came to mind when he was around , she didn’t feel that for him . Her eyes lingered on his undressing figure not out of perversion . No , out of sheer and absolute concern .. His body had taken a beating , that much was blatantly clear .. She watched him , mainly the bruise around his neck from the strangle he’d had .. Gods , she frowned , her silence felt loud , and it felt as though she had to say something .. She eventually sighed , lips parting to ensure he really was alright . “ Ciel- Are you al— ” She needn’t finish when he already knew she had her gaze fixed on him . He answered her without her needing to even finish her question . She worried excessively for him , of course he knew that was going to be the very first thing she’d ask . . she began to glow a bit in embarrassment , looking down before his next sentence really made her brighten up . Hell , even the stars in the tub shone brighter in response to her embarrassment . “ Oh -! I didn’t mean to— I just- I wasn’t trying to— I’m sorry, I’ll wait outside— ” and with that , the earl managed to Fluster a goddess and get her to leave the room momentarily . She exited , waiting until she heard the sound of him slipping into the tub and eventually peeked her head back inside .

“ May I? ” she asked , his sigh of relief definitely helping her in seeing that he did in fact enjoy his bath .. She draws closer , eventually seating herself at his side and looking at the water . Once again , not in a perverted way . She looked back at him , still as worried as before when she spoke, “ How do you feel? Can I fetch you anything? Anything at all? ” She came slightly closer to him, but not so much that she was hovering above the bath water . She just wanted to help him feel better in any way she could , she was giving him a look - this look that was just searching for anything .. he could tell her anything, anything! She just wanted to help.. Flint pouted , gods - she missed him all day and now that he’s back he looks like he’s been beaten half to death . Who wouldn’t want to help him? Sebastian maybe , unless Ciel told him to do so .. Flint raised her hand towards him, slowly moving a stray lock of hair away before she spoke once more . “ So what happened, Ciel? Tell me everything.. Who did this to you..? ” She asked , taking a few bubbles before putting them atop his shoulder . A silly thing to do , something done impulsively and seemingly out of nowhere .. But, Come now , what was she if not an impulsive little thing . “ Hey , if you’re not too tired, how about I also make you something to eat tonight, yes? ” Already sensing him about to tell her she needn’t ‘ burden ‘ herself with him , she added . “ I haven’t seen you all day , I’d like to be able to cook for you if you’re hungry. ”

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That’s what pissed her off about Sebastian so often .. The way he would let his master take a beating if it meant he’d come out of the situation alive — even if there was a possible way to get him out of there unscathed . If it didn’t fit that gods damned Butler aesthetic he tries so hard to keep up with , and Ciel — he should learn how to take a good punch , not a gods damned beating .. Tch ..She eyed nearly every bruise with a look of concern , human beings were such fragile little things .. He seemed to be both the most fragile of them all while still remaining a difficult person to crack . How he did that , she didn’t know, an impressive feat that even a little deity wasn’t aware he could do . The hand on his cheek was gentler than ever , lightly grazing across tainted porcelain features before shaking her head . What had happened to him .. sweet thing , he worried her sick when he got himself into situations like these . Almost as if he didn’t have a bloody Butler here meant to help him . When he speaks , his voice is hushed in its tone and quieter than usual . He knows she’ll listen to him , if nobody else would , she’d listen . She tenses , his little smirk immediately bringing a brighter glow onto her cheeks before she quickly responded to him, “ Well then quit giving me reason to worry so much! Do you want the years to catch up with me?! ” with a smirk of her own , moving sweaty strands of blue hair away from his eyes . “ You should have taken me with you , love .. Look at you.. ” she shook her head , glancing up when the butler drew near . When he tried to dismiss her , thick brows burrowed and she immediately snapped back “ What ?? You couldn’t have asked me that yourself? I’m a damn foot in front of him , what are you scared of? ” She hissed , eyes narrowing sharply before Ciel dismissed him . Him doing so was something that just warmed her heart .. awh, he wanted her around .. When Sebastian was gone and Ciel spoke , she couldn’t help but laugh a bit . “ Hah.. well, the feelings are mutual , happy to see I was able to win most of your attention, for now it seems. ” When Ciel mentioned his appearance, a roll of the eyes came before flints reply . “ Okay, Well, relax . You got beaten half to death and you’re more concerned about your appearance ? ” She’s not all that serious, she only didn’t want him to refer to himself as ‘ hideous ‘ when he, especially in her eyes , was anything but .

“ Here , how about I run you a bath, yes? Gods know you need something to help you decompress after the night you’ve had . And I’m not taking no for an answer ! ” She knows him by now , and she knows any act of sudden kindness or care from her would immediately have Ciel insisting she needn’t burden herself with him when that was very much not the case . But there was no convincing him , was there? She rose , a hand lingering on his cheek and thumb lightly pressing against his lips to keep him from defying her before moving away . “ You Can join me if you’d like, Ciel.. ” She gestured behind herself , “ I’m sure your bed would be a much more comfortable place to sit rather than the couch..? ” She gave an inviting smile , but the decision was ultimately his own to make . She eventually slipped away herself to run him a good and proper bath , a special one — which may explain why it took much longer than it usually would to do something as simple as one . She added more than just water and soap here , alongside goats milk and with a fresh hint of lavender - this was sure to rid him of both the guck he was concerning himself with just moments earlier . And if Sebastian was going to do nothing more than prepare that compress in the kitchen .. She may as well . With time , the bath came to be ready , and once it was , flint left a final touch on it as a sweet gesture . Starlight , bright in its glow and warm to the touch , keeping the bath warm - but not hot . Just the right temperature for him to rest himself in. When it was all done , Flint eventually peeked out , taking only a moment or so to spot the earl depending on where he was and lightly take him by the hand . His touch was always so welcoming , bringing her a sense of comfort and happiness that knew no equal . She led him in , gesturing to the tub with the sweetest little smile on those lips of hers. “ Ta-da ! What do you think?? ” she asked , hands gesturing towards the bath drawn for him as though it was a marvelous thing . It wasn’t, if one really thought about it, but she put effort into bringing him comfort- so, she at least hoped he liked it .

GAZING   rather   feverishly   upon   the   silken   bath   water   filled   him   with   comfort,   not   to   mention   the   lovely   scent   of   lavender   milk   teasing   a   smile   upon   his   visage.   Of   course,   he   did   no   sort   due   to   the   impressive   bruise   in   his   cheek   and   how   sore   it   would   be   if   he   bothered   to   smile.   He   wanted   to,   however,   just   had   no   means   of   doing   so.   Starlight   danced   on   the   surface   like   bubbles   in   a   sparkling   beverage,   holding   just   the   slightest   scent   of   champagne.   It   was   separate   from   the   lavender   hidden   ‘neath   their   protective,   warming   layer   as   Ciel   could   differentiate   the   two   with   ease.   A   hand   extends   and   breaks   the   starlit   barrier,   the   stars   tickling   his   skin   as   the   steam   from   the   water   is   released.   A   surplus   of   lavender   wafts   upward   as   his   hand   meets   with   the   hot   bathwater,   coating   him   in   an   everlasting   bliss.   Tension   resolves   in   his   shoulders   as   he   makes   due   to   cast   a   thankful   look   over   his   shoulder   as   his   hand   swirls   the   milky   water   with   delight.   

“This   is   great.”   He   huffs,   turning   his   attention   back   to   the   beckoning   water.   Dread   filled   him   deep   in   his   stomach   as   he   thought   about   undressing   or   moving   his   body   in   such   a   way.   A   thick   swallow   twitches   the   sore   muscles   in   the   neck.   A   redness   and   slight   swelling   prompts   a   pained   tug   of   the   brows   as   he   went   to   untie   his   bow   and   release   the   pressure   of   his   collar   with   a   pop   of   a   button.   Bruising   from   strangling   was   encircled   around   his   neck,   swelling   just   a   touch,   his   warmed   hand   rising   to   touch   the   bruises   and   rub   from   the   side   of   his   neck   to   the   back   of   his   hairline.   Gently,   softly,   like   touching   the   back   of   a   baby’s   head.   It   appears   this   would   be   the   second   time   he   was   strangled   enough   to   leave   marks.   Shirt   comes   off   eventually   to   reveal   a   battered   physique,   slight   discoloration   on   his   slim   abdomen   from   deep   bruising   the   result   of   being   kicked.   Some   cuts   and   scrapes   adorned   his   pale   skin   from   his   chest   to   lower   back.   He   felt   her   gaze   on   him   and   paused   before   taking   off   his   trousers.   

“I   know   it’s   bad,”   Acknowledgement.   “but   don’t   stare.”   When   he’s   sure   she   isn’t   looking,   the   rest   of   his   clothes   come   off   and   he   slips   into   the   bathtub,   body   mostly   concealed   by   the   goat’s   milk   in   the   water.   Warmth   quickly   became   of   him   as   the   water   hugged   his   frame   and   cleansed   each   cut.   A   sigh   of   relief   left   his   lips   louder   than   he   preferred,   but   perhaps   that   would   grant   Flint   peace   of   mind.  

[luneavi]

That's what pissed her off about Sebastian so often .. The way he would let his master take a beating if it meant he’d come out of the situation alive — even if there was a possible way to get him out of there unscathed . If it didn’t fit that gods damned Butler aesthetic he tries so hard to keep up with , and Ciel — he should learn how to take a good punch , not a gods damned beating .. Tch ..She eyed nearly every bruise with a look of concern , human beings were such fragile little things .. He seemed to be both the most fragile of them all while still remaining a difficult person to crack . How he did that , she didn’t know, an impressive feat that even a little deity wasn’t aware he could do . The hand on his cheek was gentler than ever , lightly grazing across tainted porcelain features before shaking her head . What had happened to him .. sweet thing , he worried her sick when he got himself into situations like these . Almost as if he didn’t have a bloody Butler here meant to help him . When he speaks , his voice is hushed in its tone and quieter than usual . He knows she’ll listen to him , if nobody else would , she’d listen . She tenses , his little smirk immediately bringing a brighter glow onto her cheeks before she quickly responded to him, “ Well then quit giving me reason to worry so much! Do you want the years to catch up with me?! ” with a smirk of her own , moving sweaty strands of blue hair away from his eyes . “ You should have taken me with you , love .. Look at you.. ” she shook her head , glancing up when the butler drew near . When he tried to dismiss her , thick brows burrowed and she immediately snapped back “ What ?? You couldn’t have asked me that yourself? I’m a damn foot in front of him , what are you scared of? ” She hissed , eyes narrowing sharply before Ciel dismissed him . Him doing so was something that just warmed her heart .. awh, he wanted her around .. When Sebastian was gone and Ciel spoke , she couldn’t help but laugh a bit . “ Hah.. well, the feelings are mutual , happy to see I was able to win most of your attention, for now it seems. ” When Ciel mentioned his appearance, a roll of the eyes came before flints reply . “ Okay, Well, relax . You got beaten half to death and you’re more concerned about your appearance ? ” She’s not all that serious, she only didn’t want him to refer to himself as ‘ hideous ‘ when he, especially in her eyes , was anything but .

“ Here , how about I run you a bath, yes? Gods know you need something to help you decompress after the night you’ve had . And I’m not taking no for an answer ! ” She knows him by now , and she knows any act of sudden kindness or care from her would immediately have Ciel insisting she needn’t burden herself with him when that was very much not the case . But there was no convincing him , was there? She rose , a hand lingering on his cheek and thumb lightly pressing against his lips to keep him from defying her before moving away . “ You Can join me if you’d like, Ciel.. ” She gestured behind herself , “ I’m sure your bed would be a much more comfortable place to sit rather than the couch..? ” She gave an inviting smile , but the decision was ultimately his own to make . She eventually slipped away herself to run him a good and proper bath , a special one — which may explain why it took much longer than it usually would to do something as simple as one . She added more than just water and soap here , alongside goats milk and with a fresh hint of lavender - this was sure to rid him of both the guck he was concerning himself with just moments earlier . And if Sebastian was going to do nothing more than prepare that compress in the kitchen .. She may as well . With time , the bath came to be ready , and once it was , flint left a final touch on it as a sweet gesture . Starlight , bright in its glow and warm to the touch , keeping the bath warm - but not hot . Just the right temperature for him to rest himself in. When it was all done , Flint eventually peeked out , taking only a moment or so to spot the earl depending on where he was and lightly take him by the hand . His touch was always so welcoming , bringing her a sense of comfort and happiness that knew no equal . She led him in , gesturing to the tub with the sweetest little smile on those lips of hers. “ Ta-da ! What do you think?? ” she asked , hands gesturing towards the bath drawn for him as though it was a marvelous thing . It wasn’t, if one really thought about it, but she put effort into bringing him comfort- so, she at least hoped he liked it .

luneavi​:

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𝒃𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒔𝒌𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓 @chainedfate ˚ ༘✧

Her contact with Ciel was a lot .. more limited than usual today . She spent the day tucked away in the library while he was occupied with work , she wasn’t too sure what his business entailed but after a strict talking to from Ciel, she understood she was not to interrupt him from finishing his work . And to please , for the love of the gods both good and evil that reigned over their realm , not ruin her dress . She understood the task at hand and gave Ciel a confident nod .. unfortunately , while she did keep her word to Ciel and did indeed keep her favorite dress safe of any dirt , guck, or filth , it meant she was mainly locked away within the confines of the manor . Now , the manor was huge , yes , but there were only so many times Flint could try to discover how to roam the maze of the manor and get lost until she was fed up and tucked herself away into the library . Hours passed , and while- to a deity, time can feel much faster than what it may feel like to a human, without Ciel .. she felt positively bored . Eventually, nightfall came and when Ciel hadn’t arrived .. She grew worried , she considered leaving to try and find him , whether by walking or searching from within the heavens . Before she had the option to decide that though , the manor door opened . Her ears , eager to pick up any other sound that wasn’t the heartbeats of the servants running about or the sound of pages flipping - quickly picked up on the door opening and as a result got the deity to practically leap from where she sat . She rose , immediately making her way to the front .

“ Ciel? Ciel!! ” She beamed - all too happy to see him until - she actually saw him . She gasped , immediately drawing in to cup his cheeks and lightly give them a squeeze . His hair was a mess , as was the rest of him . He wasn’t as beaten up as he was the day of .. their little train incident - but he’d most definitely seen better days .. “ Woa, what happened? You got hurt didn’t you? Are you alright? ” she was positive lye was bruised , with a light scrape on his cheek.. was he kicked? Pushed- shoved maybe ?? Flint shook her head “ Gah- I knew I should’ve come with you! You must be exhausted, come, come-! ” Without offering Sebastian so much as a simple greeting , she robs the earl from the butler . Leading him over to sit elsewhere , she lightly tugs on his shirt . “ Come now, what happened? Agh.. you must be so tired.. do you- I’ll make you dinner alright?? “ she nods, a free hand rising to cup his cheek before her sweet thumb lightly caresses it . “ Gods … I should’ve come along.. Are you okay..? ” he didn’t look it , but she knew she could be a worrisome little thing .. especially when it came to the one she was completely in love with . She’s never be this worried for anyone else.. but with him.. that changes. She finds herself worried sick about him , even with the reassurance he was just fine .. She couldn’t stand the thought of him getting hurt , gods it almost looked as though she was ready to cry ! ( she wasn’t ) . She watched him carefully, her hand still on his cheek as she waited patiently for him to explain go her what exactly went down while she was gone .

PERHAPS   a   singular   investigation   had   fooled   him   into   thinking   the   efforts   required   would   be   slight.   It   seemed   their   elusive   foe   was   a   touch   more   keen   than   one   would   ask   for,   so   his   plan   to   capture   his   pursuer   had   proven   infallible.   Ciel   was   terribly   easy   to   get   his   hands   on   and   even   easier   to   tie   up   and   capture.   By   now   Ciel   knew   how   to   put   up   a   fight   when   getting   kidnapped,   for   he   preferred   not   to   ache   for   the   next   days   to   come.   While   Sebastian   was   always   there   to   protect   him   from   death,   Ciel   had   learned   he   was   more   proficient   when   he   didn’t   suffer   injuries.   Unfortunately,   despite   his   resistance,   his   target   was   successful   in   not   only   kidnapping   but   making   fine   use   of   his   body.   Kicks   to   the   abdomen,   slaps   and   punches   to   the   face,   the   playful   scrap   of   a   sharp   blade   here   and   there.   The   kicks   had   done   the   most   damage,   bruising   right   away.   A   bruise   ‘neath   the   cut   on   his   cheek   had   already   appeared   as   a   result   of   being   kicked.   Blood   had   recently   leaked   from   his   nose   but   had   since   dried   from   when   it   occurred,   leaving   a   deep   trail   of   vermillion   to   his   top   lip.   

Stolen   from   the   still   safety   of   the   butler’s   grasp,   he   couldn’t   help   but   let   out   a   whine   as   the   deity   helped   him   sit.   The   movement   was   far   too   fast   for   a   bruised   and   aching   torso   and   throbbing   skull.   Sitting,   he   finds   his   breath   as   he   wheezes   heavily   for   a   quick   beat,   keeping   his   eyes   shut   as   if   to   hide   this   embarrassing   state   from   her.   If   he   couldn’t   see   Flint,   things   were   easier.   With   a   hold   on   his   breaths,   he   finally   manages   to   mutter   something,   even   if   it’s   quiet.   He   knows   she   will   hear   him   regardless.   “I’m   fine,   alright   ? Don’t   worry   so   much,   you’ll   get   wrinkles.”   He   teased,   a   smirk   on   his   lips   struggling   to   spread.   “Our   suspect   had   a   little   bit   more   in   mind   than   anticipated,   but   I’m   fine.   Just   tired.”   Sebastian   took   a   step   forward   then,   holding   the   earl’s   cloak   over   his   forearm.   “Master,   should   I   tell   the   young   lady   to   retire   tonight   so   we   can   take   care   of   your   injuries   ?”      Ciel   sighed,   raising   a   dismissive   hand   with   a   curt   but   gentle   shake   of   the   head.   “No,   there’s   no   need   for   that.   Why   don’t   you   prepare   the   hot   rice   compress   for   when   I   sleep   ?   It   takes   a   significant   amount   of   time   to   make.”   Sebastian   bowed   faithfully   and   went   forth   to   place   the   cloak   on   a   hook   and   then   prepare   the   compress   in   the   kitchen.   

“He’ll   do   anything   to   get   rid   of   you,   huh   ?   I   could   really   use   a   bath.   Look   at   all   this   gunk   on   me               …            hideous.”

[luneavi]

﹆ ❨✧❩ 𝒂 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒃𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒌𝒊𝒔𝒔 , 𝒂 𝒉𝒊𝒅𝒅𝒆𝒏 𝒈𝒆𝒎 𝒐𝒇 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆

𝒃𝒆𝒏𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉 𝒂 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒚 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒔𝒌𝒚 𝒇𝒐𝒓 @chainedfate ˚ ༘✧

Her contact with Ciel was a lot .. more limited than usual today . She spent the day tucked away in the library while he was occupied with work , she wasn’t too sure what his business entailed but after a strict talking to from Ciel, she understood she was not to interrupt him from finishing his work . And to please , for the love of the gods both good and evil that reigned over their realm , not ruin her dress . She understood the task at hand and gave Ciel a confident nod .. unfortunately , while she did keep her word to Ciel and did indeed keep her favorite dress safe of any dirt , guck, or filth , it meant she was mainly locked away within the confines of the manor . Now , the manor was huge , yes , but there were only so many times Flint could try to discover how to roam the maze of the manor and get lost until she was fed up and tucked herself away into the library . Hours passed , and while- to a deity, time can feel much faster than what it may feel like to a human, without Ciel .. she felt positively bored . Eventually, nightfall came and when Ciel hadn’t arrived .. She grew worried , she considered leaving to try and find him , whether by walking or searching from within the heavens . Before she had the option to decide that though , the manor door opened . Her ears , eager to pick up any other sound that wasn’t the heartbeats of the servants running about or the sound of pages flipping - quickly picked up on the door opening and as a result got the deity to practically leap from where she sat . She rose , immediately making her way to the front .

“ Ciel? Ciel!! ” She beamed - all too happy to see him until - she actually saw him . She gasped , immediately drawing in to cup his cheeks and lightly give them a squeeze . His hair was a mess , as was the rest of him . He wasn’t as beaten up as he was the day of .. their little train incident - but he’d most definitely seen better days .. “ Woa, what happened? You got hurt didn’t you? Are you alright? ” she was positive lye was bruised , with a light scrape on his cheek.. was he kicked? Pushed- shoved maybe ?? Flint shook her head “ Gah- I knew I should’ve come with you! You must be exhausted, come, come-! ” Without offering Sebastian so much as a simple greeting , she robs the earl from the butler . Leading him over to sit elsewhere , she lightly tugs on his shirt . “ Come now, what happened? Agh.. you must be so tired.. do you- I’ll make you dinner alright?? “ she nods, a free hand rising to cup his cheek before her sweet thumb lightly caresses it . “ Gods … I should’ve come along.. Are you okay..? ” he didn’t look it , but she knew she could be a worrisome little thing .. especially when it came to the one she was completely in love with . She’s never be this worried for anyone else.. but with him.. that changes. She finds herself worried sick about him , even with the reassurance he was just fine .. She couldn’t stand the thought of him getting hurt , gods it almost looked as though she was ready to cry ! ( she wasn’t ) . She watched him carefully, her hand still on his cheek as she waited patiently for him to explain go her what exactly went down while she was gone .

[luneavi]

Honestly .. Poor thing , now why would he think such a thing ? She was more than happy to be with him , she’d drop everything just to spend a moment or so alone with the young earl .. He wasn’t bothering her in the least , if he was .. she would’ve most certainly have acted differently . Less enthusiastic to be around him , perhaps , but with that not being the case , she’s now gleefully changing her clothes . She should’ve made it more clear that she was doing this out of her own free will , that she didn’t feel as though she was being bothered or like the earl was keeping her from doing something she enjoyed doing alone in peace . She could reread those silly old books any time she wanted ! Hell , she could’ve brought them with her to the bedroom to read with him resting beside herself ! Well, why didn’t she do it ? Because she preferred to rest at his side , giving him her full attention , than do that . She takes her time getting ready , completely unbeknownst to her that her actions had just implied that the earl was being a bother to her .. She doesn’t realize this , clearly , at least- not until she finally heads to his room . She enters with a polite little smile , waving at him “ Hello , Ciel, I— ” she’s cut off by his little head shake , pausing and staring at him with a puzzled look on her face . What ? Had she done something wrong ? When he speaks , she understands . She wants to explain , but before she can do that - the concern over his tone of voice is what comes out first . She draws closer , slipping into the bed to quickly shake her own head . “ Hey, hey, you haven’t done anything wrong. Take a deep breath for me, will you? Deep breath. ” she takes a deep breath herself , as if she was trying to demonstrate to him just how her love should breathe . “ Good, good, now just relax.. ” she hushes sweetly , a sweet and oh so loving hand rising to gently cup his cheek . She’s gentle in her hold , thumb sweetly slipping across porcelain skin and treating it as though it were just that - porcelain . Porcelain of the highest value , meant to be treated with such fragility - she would almost worry she may crack him should she be too rough . Her gaze softened , and her voice went a tad bit quiet as she spoke to him .

“ Do you believe you’ve inconvenienced me ? Is that what you think ? ” she asked , waiting for the earl to actually answer . She doesn’t want to overwhelm him , so rather - she tries to have a good conversation with him , trying her best to keep his emotions at ease and keep him from becoming overwhelmed and scared . “ Okay , well, you're not . Ciel , you did not intrude . ” she nods , and before he can say anything else - she adds “ Rest assured I did not come here because you made me . You didn’t even ask me to come to bed ! ” She nods , “ I apologize if my behavior made it seem as though you intruded on a fun pass time and burdened me , please know that’s not the case . . I only ever want to spend my time with you regardless of what I’m doing . ” She insists , leaning closer - their foreheads pressed together briefly , still trying to reassure and comfort him . “ Please , I’d get bored there anyways and I find it an incredibly tedious task to sleep without your warmth nearby . ” warmth .. as if his feet aren’t completely frozen during the night . There’s a reason why she's so close and why these two gravitate towards one another in bed . “ Please, you’ve done nothing wrong , Ciel, I promise. Let's go to sleep, yes? I can imagine how tired you must feel .. ” she asks , moving away, and while their foreheads no longer pressed together , her hand slipped down to take his own . Her touch was as gentle as ever and as sweet as it could be . Just for him.

luneavi​:

“ No-! You don’t understand I- ” she wasn’t just apologizing because of the fact she lost track of time . Hell , she’s not even too sure her apology was directed at him .. Towards whom was this sincerest of apologies directed at then? Herself ? She felt a great deal of guilt .. Ah -! To spend time without him felt like time wasted altogether .. She enjoyed her time , but even so - would she rather spend an evening reading - or with him ?? He was obviously the clearest answer for her .. She shakes her head , insistent on her answer and trying to reassure the earl he hadn’t spoiled her fun . “ Please -! I’d like to join you! ” she says , a blush rising to her cheeks as lovely shimmering starlight began to glisten more . The statement sounded .. much more desperate than she’d meant for it to sound like .. “ I-I mean .. ” her hand rises , gently rubbing the back of her neck . “ I only mean .. I have a lifetime to read and reread these books . Quite literally might I add - I’d like to .. I’d just.. prefer to . . Spend my time . . With you.. ” she points at him , only to blush even brighter out of utter embarrassment when she realized how morbid that statement could be taken as .. — way to remind the poor little earl of his own mortality ! Nice going , genius .. she shakes her head , frantically when she hears him . Trying her best to reassure him that his entrance was no burden to her , and in fact- was welcome !

“ Please -! Please , let me join you? I was going to wait for you regardless of whether or not I got distracted ! ” she said , moving back to put the books back where they belonged , “ Not to mention .. I find it a nearly impossible task to try and .. sleep without you nearby . It’s actually quite difficult . ” she confessed , gaze averting his own before she gave a sigh . It’s only a few seconds later that she summons the courage to look at him . Drawing closer , she gestures behind him . “ I’ll join you in the bedroom shortly, yes ? I’m going to go get dressed , Gods know I can’t sleep with this dress on. ” not that it was uncomfortable , but it was most certainly unfitting to be considered sleep-wear . She places her hand on his cheek in a gesture of affection , resting there momentarily before it slips away , thumb lightly grazing his bottom lip as it did so . She offers no explanation for the affectionate graze , and with a quiet smile , she takes her leave to go and change .

AH,   no   no   no   no   !  As   soon   as   she’s   past   the   threshold,   Ciel   can’t   help   but   whirl   about   his   heels   and   cross   it   as   well,   hand   jutting   out   to   hold   onto   her   dress   but   failing   miserably.   She’s   fast   !  “Hey   !   I’m   not   –   !   I   don’t   want   to   bother   –   !”   She   was   already   gone,   souring   a   feeling   in   his   chest.   He   retreats   inward   as   he   stands   in   a   bitter   silence.   Mortality            …            a   joke,   really.      Goodness,   she   could   be   incredibly   stubborn.   He   doesn’t   want   her   to   think   that   she   was   bothering   him   at   all.   His   gaze   hides   ‘neath   a   shadow   as   he   frowns.   It   may   be   guilt   he   felt   swirling   in   his   stomach               …                  he   just   didn’t   want   to   disturb   her,   gah,   he   should’ve   kept   to   himself.   His   lip   curls   a   bit   in   his   disdain   before   wandering   into   the   library   practically   dragging   his   feet   to   put   away   the   books   she   had   out.   It’s   the   least   he   could   do.   The   quiet   is   dreadful   for   the   first   time   in   a   while   as   his   guilt   festers,   making   him   feel   so   utterly   stupid.   

Once   done   with   that,   though,   he   starts   toward   his   room   despite   no   longer   feeling   tired   and   is   aided   into   his   night   clothes   by   the   loyal   butler.   Not   much   conversation   engaged   due   to   his   unstable   emotions,   but   it   wasn’t   too   different   from   the   norm   at   night.   Once   all   cleaned   up,   teeth   brushed   and   night   clothes   on   his   small   frame,   he   sat   on   the   edge   of   his   bed   biting   the   inside   of   his   cheek   until   he   heard   the   deity’s   familiar   voice.   Turning   swiftly   to   look   at   the   door,   he   shakes   his   head,   troubled.   “I   didn’t   mean   to   imply   that   you   had   to   stop   simply   because   I   was   tired   o-or   mentioning   how   late   it   was–   please,   we   have   so   much   time   tomorrow   I’d   much   rather   you   spend   your   time   doing   something   you   like   without   my   intrusion–   !   You   do   more   than   enough   I   couldn’t   possibly   ask   you–”   Shaky   he   was.   A   deep   breath.   What   is   the   matter   with   him   ?  He   looks   away,   almost   believing   the   curtain   of   his   fringe   wasn’t   enough   to   hide   how   embarrassing   this   was.

[luneavi]

“ No-! You don’t understand I- ” she wasn’t just apologizing because of the fact she lost track of time . Hell , she’s not even too sure her apology was directed at him .. Towards whom was this sincerest of apologies directed at then? Herself ? She felt a great deal of guilt .. Ah -! To spend time without him felt like time wasted altogether .. She enjoyed her time , but even so - would she rather spend an evening reading - or with him ?? He was obviously the clearest answer for her .. She shakes her head , insistent on her answer and trying to reassure the earl he hadn’t spoiled her fun . “ Please -! I’d like to join you! ” she says , a blush rising to her cheeks as lovely shimmering starlight began to glisten more . The statement sounded .. much more desperate than she’d meant for it to sound like .. “ I-I mean .. ” her hand rises , gently rubbing the back of her neck . “ I only mean .. I have a lifetime to read and reread these books . Quite literally might I add - I’d like to .. I’d just.. prefer to . . Spend my time . . With you.. ” she points at him , only to blush even brighter out of utter embarrassment when she realized how morbid that statement could be taken as .. — way to remind the poor little earl of his own mortality ! Nice going , genius .. she shakes her head , frantically when she hears him . Trying her best to reassure him that his entrance was no burden to her , and in fact- was welcome !

“ Please -! Please , let me join you? I was going to wait for you regardless of whether or not I got distracted ! ” she said , moving back to put the books back where they belonged , “ Not to mention .. I find it a nearly impossible task to try and .. sleep without you nearby . It’s actually quite difficult . ” she confessed , gaze averting his own before she gave a sigh . It’s only a few seconds later that she summons the courage to look at him . Drawing closer , she gestures behind him . “ I’ll join you in the bedroom shortly, yes ? I’m going to go get dressed , Gods know I can’t sleep with this dress on. ” not that it was uncomfortable , but it was most certainly unfitting to be considered sleep-wear . She places her hand on his cheek in a gesture of affection , resting there momentarily before it slips away , thumb lightly grazing his bottom lip as it did so . She offers no explanation for the affectionate graze , and with a quiet smile , she takes her leave to go and change .

@luneavi​:

Curious little thing she was , the English language had a way of just fascinating her . More so than that , the stories man was capable of coming up with . In the library , she found herself lost in a book . Her nose burying itself between pages of beige and taking her attention from the he earl she loved the most . When nightfall came , she was still reading , eyes fixated to the book . There was no mess in the library , but it was clear that this book wasn’t the first one she picked up . Luckily for herself though , this happened after she prepared dinner for herself and the the earl . Precious thing , she’s entirely lost by the time he arrives . Stuck in a world of fantasy and mystery so deeply that she doesn’t even hear the approaching footsteps , nor the ever nearing heartbeat of her beloved approaching them . She jumps slightly when a voice rips her from her world of imagination and looks over at Ciel . “ Ah- Am i? ” she asked , anxious little smile on her lips .

“ Forgive me, my love- ” she immediately stood , speaking quickly as she patted herself down and free of any dust on her . “ I got far too distracted ! Were you waiting for me to come to bed? Are you alright?? ” she asked , hand rising to lightly cup her loves cheeks . “ Apologies for lingering here so much- I’ve just never been in a library so big .. Your variety of books is honestly impressive !! ” she nods , setting the book she was once reading down . “ But- I lost track of time.. ” she sighs , running her hand through her curls . “ I’m sorry, love, I won’t let it happen again! ”

HANDS   rise   in   defence   immediately   with   a   curt   shake   of   the   head.   No,   no,   he   was   not   trying   to   imply   that   she   stopped   or   anything   of   the   sort.   Not   at   all.   However,   he   could   see   how   that   could   be   lost   on   her   since   he   was   bothering.   A   step   back   with   a   firm   constitution.   He   didn’t   want   to   interrupt   her   fun   if   that’s   what   she   was   having   being   surrounded   by   books   and   such.   Ciel   was   a   fond   reader   himself,   but   being   surrounded   by   books   often   gave   him   a   headache   after   a   while,   and   it   might   have   something   to   do   with   that   eyepatch   over   his   right   eye.   

“Oh,   no,   no.   Don’t   stop   for   my   sake,   I   was   just   commenting.   I   wanted   to   retire   soon,   anyhow,   but   that   doesn’t   mean   you   have   to   at   all,   I’ll   be   fine.   Continue   onward,   don’t   worry   about   me   !”