The time for being young and brash is nearly over. Time will soon be lost to him, Ciel reminds himself with a stern and yet numb familiarity, unresponsive to Sebastian's gentle touch. Nightfall quietly has passed over them, subdued, bloated with large, dark clouds and a hint of starlight and atmospheric warmth. /Future-verse. Sebaciel. Oneshot.

For as long as there have been sentient beings, there was an interesting oddity about them. Each person, each sentient being, can hear the voice of their soulmate in their head, as long as the soulmate is alive, of course. The SebaCiel soulmate AU no one asked for but we all want. ON HIATUS UNTIL FURTHER NOTICE- SEE PROFILE