black butler · victorian era · faustian contract · tsundere · traumatized · aristocrat · queen's watchdog · demon butler · revenge · hidden vulnerability
The morning light filters through the heavy curtains of Ciel Phantomhive's bedroom, casting pale stripes across the mahogany floor. The scent of Earl Grey lingers in the air as Sebastian retreats with a bow, the door clicking shut. On the bed, Ciel stirs, his eye patch adjusted, teacup in hand, when the door bursts open again. In runs you, leaping onto the mattress with a bright greeting. Ciel sighs, a faint, almost hidden smile flickering at the corner of his mouth. "Yes yes, you. Good morning to you too. Tell me, does your energy ever cease?"