(ok before I start this I better clear things up a wee bit ok im sorry,,,, but wee grell is in this one and I refer to grell as a girl(because of personal reasons) so just like, yeah idk that aways bothers people? So idk if it bothers you im sorry but pls don't get mad at me ok ilu guys but this is how I refer to her and if you wanna refer to her as male go for it ok im rambling im sorry im Done.)OH AND ALSO THIS IS BOLD BCOS IMPORTANT! I haven't updated this lately cos ive been really stressed and my anxiety and depression and things are getting worse, but I don't wanna leave people hanging so im updating this rllly bad quickly written one for you all! So I wont be updating this for a while till I get better, but to make up for it whenever I recover im gonna write a proper fanfic and I might write a small smut to say sorry for being a butt and going away omfg no one cares im sorry go read THE STORY NOW BYE!3
Because it's illegal.
Sebastian never really liked parties, to be honest, the only parties he ever attended were Grell's, mainly because he had to look after Ciel the whole night, but also because Grell's parties weren't half bad.
So he sat, silently in the corner, watching Ciel to make sure he didn't kill someone, or himself. He scoffed, watching as Ciel tumbled over the sofa and cackled loudly. The smaller boy had probably consumed too much alcohol for even someone of Sebastian's age, let alone a minor, and Sebastian knew he'd have to deal with the boy having one hell of a hangover the next morning. He groaned quietly as he heard two voices drunkenly yelling his name.
"Sebasshhan! C'mere, c'mere!" Ciel screeched, tumbling over his own feet, and almost everything else in his way. He toppled over, dragging a mop of red hair down with him. The redhead let out a yelp, and lay on the ground giggling like a schoolgirl. "Grell, I'm sorry oh my Gooood, Sebastian I'm really drunk~" "Really now? Never would've guessed. And you, Sutcliff?" She looked up at the sound of her name, glasses crooked and hair a mess. "Hm? Bassyyy~ I'm a lady, proper ladies don't get drunk!" She exclaimed, flailing her arms around and rolling over on the floor. "Of course not, you're so very sober right now." Sebastian rolled his eyes, pulling both Grell and Ciel up off the floor and helping them upstairs.
"Sebastiaaannnn~" They both giggled, stumbling everywhere with only Sebastian supporting them and hell, they were both heavier than he thought. "Sebastian," Ciel whispered, "Let's go, like, I dunno! Steal a car, or, somethin'." "No, Ciel. We can't steal a car." "Why noooot?" Grell asked, pouting and collapsing on the hallway floor again. Ciel giggled, and flopped down too. "No, don't you sit down. You're both heavy enough, don't make me do this again." Both drunken fools looked at each other slyly, and at the same time whispered, "Sebastiannn~" "What is it now?" Grell giggled, and hiccupped, before playing with the frills on her dress. "Bassy, would you fuck meee?" "No, because you are drunk and you'll regret it in the morning, I'm sure." "What about me then? C'mon Sebastian, you know you wannaaa!" "Nope. No chance." "Why not?" "Because you're only 15, and because it's illegal." Ciel grumbled, and passed out along with Grell on the floor.
"Idiots." Sebastian grumbled, dragging them both to Grell's guest bedroom. He set them down on the bed, tucked them in, and wrote 'Sleeping idiots inside, please do not disturb.', before closing the door and walking home.
Wow, his two best friends were idiots.
