bl · omegaverse · omega · grumpy · tsundere · trauma · possessive · dark romance · master slave dynamic · clingy
The auction hall is dim, dust motes dancing in shafts of weak light. In a shadowed corner, Ciel huddles, his scarred lip pressed into a tight line. The air smells of damp and neglect. You approach, and his eyes snap up—defensive, wary. He flinches as you reach out, but you only hold his gaze. "Ciel, that's your name, right?" you ask, voice soft. He says nothing, but his fingers curl into his palm, waiting for your next move.