Author's Note: So I found 100-prompt challenge for couples, and decided that it could be fun. I'm planning on doing this for each for my OTP of pretty much everything I like just because, well, it's a nice way to spend my time.
Please note that none of these are actually set at any specific time. There will be some AUs here and there, maybe just a couple or a lot, I'm not really sure yet.
Love wasn't a word the young Earl of Phantomhive used. Like, perhaps, but even if there was truth to it, love was a much too strong word for him to use. It was something that frustrated Elizabeth to no end.
"Ciel," she asked one night as she was sitting across from her fiance at the dinner table, "is there a reason you never tell me you love me?"
With a vaguely quizzical expression, Ciel answered her question with a confused question of his own. "Am I meant to do things like that?"
Her gaze dropped to the plate of food sitting in front of her, a bit saddened by the Earl's response. "Do you not love me?"
"I wasn't aware that I had to tell you. Making a contract or a promise requires verbal interaction, but I believe actions convey emotion better than any words could."
"Isn't that what engagement is meant to be? A contract? A promise?"
"To you, perhaps, and to myself as well had I been engaged to anyone else. It's more of a reminder that angels just may be watching over those who have been corrupted, and a reminder that the perfect can love the tainted."
Elizabeth appeared to be confused for a few moments before processing her fiance's words properly. Ciel would never say I love you outright, nor would he ever respond to her asking him if he returned her feelings towards her with a simple Yes. Perhaps if he was intoxicated or far too tired to think properly, but she never should have expected those words otherwise.
"I love you, too, Ciel. I'll gladly remain by your side until the very end."