It flooded. By the time Sebastian came home, the rain had come, and because the duo got distracted from their task of putting up tarp, the water got inside the rooms with broken windows, increasing the workload of the poor butler. Thus, he completed the task himself in hopes of preventing any more water pouring in before heading out in search of his masters. Both of their signatures were sensed in a particular part of the house, which was narrowed down as the man clad in black was able to pinpoint their location to the frontroom of the master suite.
Out of curiosity, he leaned with his ear pressed against the door, committing the butler sin of eavesdropping. He couldn't resist. After everything that had happened, he needed to make sure that the pair was alright. A smile graced his face, however, as he was pleased to fine the two talking calmly. They spoke about the past few weeks while uttering sweet words to one another. It was good news to the butler. It made him less annoyed with the task at hand. After all, if he couldn't handle something like this, then what kind of butler would he be?
"I love you." said the bluenette, placing gentle kisses against his husband's cheeks. "Don't ever doubt that. It was hard not being able to tell you, actually."
"Why didn't you?"
"I was worried that it would push you away." Ciel explained. "I didn't want to scare you or come off as aggressive."
"Dope..." accused the blonde, although he understood perfectly. Affectionately, he leaned into the other, allowing himself to be held. "I probably would have been skeptical. I'm sorry I was so pissy…"
"You're fine. As long as I'm able to dote on you, now, I am content." sighed the Watchdog, squeezing the other in his embrace with a rather pleased expression. "I'm probably going to be needy for a while, so I hope you'll forgive me, dear. All I want is to be near you."
"I'm glad. That's what I need as well." giggled the menace. Pulling away, however, he adopted a more serious expression.
"Are you sure we're okay?" he questioned. "Is it really this easy? Are we just going to go back to the way things were?"
"Not if you don't want to."
"I want to, it's just… Things tend to not go that smoothly..."
"It's easy for me to accept you because I've still loved you this whole time. I still wanted to be with you. Really, even though I felt like I was preparing for the worst, the deepest part of my heart still hoped that you would return to me." answered Ciel, running a hand through flaxen locks. "I'm perfectly keen on it. I want you, Jim Phantomhive, that's all there is."
A deep blush appeared on the blonde's face at hearing his full name from the bluenette again, as well as the allusion to himself when they first became acquainted. "You're never going to let that go, are you? That line..."
"Never." grinned the Watchdog. "It's still relevant. I'm clingy."
Carefully, the menace watched his spouse's face as he spoke. Alois almost startled the man when he pounced, hoisting himself up so that he could reach the other's lips. Bringing his hands up, he held the bluenette's jaw and tilted it up before tangling them in locks of blue-ish black hair. A smile formed on his lips as he felt the Watchdog shudder in his hands and stare up at him with a flushed face.
"I'm clingier." Alois stated as absolute fact before pressing their lips together again. Gently, he massaged Ciel's scalp around the string of his eyepatch, prompting the other to hum. He was content as his beau firmly pressed his hands against the blonde's back, drawing them closer together. Gently, the blonde tugged on Ciel's string, causing his eyepatch to come off.
"Jim?" dazedly questioned the Watchdog as the other pulled away.
"I haven't seen your pretty face all month." reminded the menace, holding up the eyepatch to the other's view. "Seeing you without this is a privilege, you know."
"Then look at me all you want."
"I can't, you keep closing your eyes."
"Sorry. You rubbing where the string was feels nice." the bluenette admitted. "Sometimes, it digs in and itches."
"This help?" snorted the other before scratching the other's head. He giggled as his husband shut his eyes again, furrowing his brow as he concentrated on the action.
"Ooh, that's nice..." he sighed.
"You're so fucking weird…" Alois accused. "You're like a big dog."
"I know. You love me, though." stated Ciel, looking up at his beloved with a grin. "At least I hope so."
"I do. Even if you're dumb and dopey." Kissing the other again, the blonde said; "You're cute like that, though. I'm glad that you're my husband."
"As am I, my darling. So glad..."
Shamelessly, the pair spoke to each other so sweetly that it might have even repulsed onlookers for quite some time. Both of them were wrapped up in their own little world, completely oblivious to anything that wasn't their spouse. This was probably going to be the way things were for a while, little did everyone else know. There was no time for anyone to brace for it. It came all at once, catching even the duo off guard. There was no way for them to have known.
For hours, they stayed this way, tangled together. Sometimes, they wouldn't talk, but rather opt for simply enjoying each other's presence and closeness in silence. They were lost in this, forgetting all responsibility. They barely touched on the death of Wakefield, only discussing why Ciel was so aggressive in killing him. The bluenette explained to his spouse that Thaddeus had taken a stray hair and given it to the witch that erased his beau's memories of him, and that was about it. That was all that really needed to be discussed. The rest could come later when they had calmed down a bit more from the thrill of reuniting.
Important things were being overlooked, however, like reporting the incident to H.E.L.L.S.I.N.G; which was a task taken up by the Phantomhive butler, as he assumed that the two masters did not, if their prior forgetfulness was anything to go by. By the time the organization would have people arriving to take care of the bodies and investigation into the matter, the butler would most likely have the rooms and windows repaired. Sebastian would have to shake the Phantomhives from their daze for that, which was going to be no easy task.
"I suppose it can wait..." sighed the butler as he made small adjustments to the restored room. His heightened hearing picked up the sound of a large vehicle pulling up the drive, however, so he was forced to start walking toward the door to answer it. H.E.L.L.S.I.N.G. trucks had arrived to take care of the vampiric bodies in the garden. It was simply one thing after another, wasn't it?
Sebastian would tend to what he could with the hopes that his masters would become less scatterbrained and forgetful as time went on. He didn't expect it to be any time soon, however. In the end, he was just happy for them, content with the family being back together once again.
A/N: Updated before 5 this time, so we're doing better. The bad news is that this was shorter than I wanted and didn't say as much as I wanted.
I understand why, though. Not gonna spoil anything, though. I will leave you to lament about that another day...
In other news: it's officially July 26th, meaning that in real-world time, it's Ciel and Alois' aniversary.
Colouring this illustration for tumblr would ruin it... Markers are hard to use, y'all. This is why digital art is a thing.
But I'm not good at it...
It's a shame... I want to see my characters, but am too lazy to draw it myself half the time... When I do, it's weird shit that doesn't get posted...
I did promise to publish some weird shit, though... hmmmmm...
Just a million things at once, I'm afraid.
Until the next chapter, my duckies~!
