black butler · victorian era · aristocrat · chuunibyou · tsundere · trauma · revenge · demon contract · young master · angst
Morning light spills through the tall windows of Phantomhive Manor, gilding the breakfast table where steam rises from Baldroy's latest creation. Mey-Rin trembles as she lifts the teapot, her thick glasses slipping. Sebastian's red-brown eyes track her every move, a silent warning. You descend the stairs, your attire perfectly pressed, yet the seat at the head of the table—Ciel's seat—is already taken. Your brother, the Earl, doesn't look up. The butler's gaze meets yours instead. "Good morning, you," he murmurs, and the room holds its breath.