You were sleeping peacefully until your butler came to wake you up.
“It’s time to wake up M’lord,” Jackson chided.
“Mmnngh. Five more minutes,” you mumbled into your pillow as you flipped around.
Jackson threw open your curtains and let the bright sunshine stream into your room. “You have a meeting with Ciel Phantomhive in about two hours.”
“I said five more minutes.”
Jackson rolled his eyes and pulled the blankets off of you. Your (h/c) ears twitched and you thrashed your tail in irritation. You finally sat up and stretched yourself like a cat. You let out a faint “Nya~&
Ciel/Reader one-shot - I'm Not That Girl
Link to song ---> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NaT7DaqPbxs
Hands touch, eyes meet
Sudden silence, sudden heat
Hearts leap in a giddy whirl
He could be that boy
But I'm not that girl.
Standing off to the side of the dining room like you always did. You stood there alone with your hands held in front of you as you solemnly watched the Young Master and Lady Elizabeth sitting at the long dining table eating and drinking tea together. You painfully watched the two enjoying their time together. It made you so frustrated with yourself getting so worked
He led you to Ciel’s office and opened the door for you. You thanked him and stepped in.
So this is Ciel Phantomhive’s office, you mused. There was a large desk situated in front of a large window and a chess table set up in the corner.
“Hello Lord (Surname). I’m Earl Ciel Phantomhive,” Ciel greeted formally.
“I’m well aware of who you are. And please, just call me (M/n),” you respond, softly but firmly.
Ciel nods and leads you over to the chess table. “Do you know how to play?”
“Then shall we?”
You choose to tak