SpiritInTheShadows

Days and nights have passed since your last interaction with your beloved young master. His words of confession were uttered as his arms were wrapped around your body. His kind words were whispered to your ear and was dedicated to you, and only to you. Even though he looks cold, he has a warm heart that was enough to melt even the coldest creature that ever existed. However, the young master you knew that afternoon, was now gone. He had left for a business trip to Italy and was scheduled to come back next week. It has been two months since you’ve last seen him. The last memory you both shared was of the time at your room. And just like

~your P.O.V.~ After a long and awkward trip to the manor, we finally arrived. I looked out of the small window and saw the big manor again. "It looks even more beautiful in daylight" i smiled and looked at Ciel. He blinked a few times and then nodded, blushing. When the carriage stopped the door opened. "I hope you had a nice trip, my lord. And, my lady" Sebastian held open the door and looked at us. "M-my lady?..." I looked at Sebastian confused, does he mean me? He looked at me and nodded "my lord told me that i should address you by that, if you wouldn't mind ofcourse"he held out a hand to help me out. I nodded and took his hand "i don't m

            The carriage ride back to your house was silent after you ended the conversation both because you did not wish to talk anymore and Ciel did not know what to say. Both of you looked out the windows trying to ignore each other’s presence for the time being more so you than him. Ciel kept his gaze out the window but his thoughts are on you trying to figure out some way he can get through to you that he is no longer acting. In the mean time you are trying to console yourself and wondering why you gave him a second chance when there is no chance that you trust anything he says about your relationship. At your mansion the two of y

To Make You Forget (Ciel Phantomhive x Reader) It was eerily quiet in the Phantomhive manor.  There was a heavy tension that was almost tangible.  Everyone knew what day it was.  Even you, the new maid.  You had only worked for the young earl for about a month but you had grown rather attached to him.  And knowing what a dark and troubling day it was, you decided that you should do something to “lighten the mood”.                                                  Knock, knock, knock!  “May I come in?” There was a slight pause.  You gripped the broom in your hands tightly as your eyes scanned up and down the thick oak