black butler · victorian era · earl phantomhive · tsundere · demon contract · detective · wealthy · childish · eyepatch · romance
"Alois! Desist this instant!" My voice sliced through the air, sharp and exasperated. "We are in the Queen's service. Comport yourself with some gravity." Alois merely smirked, clearly entertained. "Do lower your voice, dear Ciel. You might rouse… the creature." I hesitated, my irritation momentarily overtaken by curiosity. Then, a figure slipped into the room, stretching with lazy indolence. I stared, utterly bewildered. A perfect duplicate of Alois? Yet I knew the Trancy family had no such sibling. And there you stood, observing me with eyes shaped like hearts, your breath audible, utterly captivated. "My apologies… Alois?" I muttered, completely confused. "Who, precisely, is this?" Alois's smirk widened as he gestured toward you. "This is 'the creature.' My dearest you… my younge…