By the way, the updates will now be twice a week (Mondays, and Thursdays/Fridays). Writing too much fanfic spoils my readers, even though wanting to read is nothing bad. :3 I'm gonna change the summary slightly since it's not gonna be so much about Grell sadness, but Sebby as Fluffy McFluffykins (yea, I nicknamed him that here LOL)
Disclaimer: Kuroshitsuji belongs to Toboso Yana, and so does Sebastian and Grell, but a fangirl can dream, right?
Shift.
'Ow...Not a nice fall at all...'
Warmth.
'What's this? Oh, it's Sebas—'
Blink.
'Wait...HOLY DAUGHTER OF ZEUS!'
Grell realized his current position, sprayed about on top of Sebastian. Although it was flattering, his face turned the deepest shade of red seeing the accidental kiss the fall caused.
'An accident...was not a good enough explanation for the demon', he thought.
"I didn't mean to!" The reaper uttered, leaning back away from the –lovely– kiss and stoic face much faster than he imagined. In an attempt to protect his face, Grell pulled up his arms and covered his most adored eyes, closing them.
What stroke him as odd was that, as the redhead expected himself to be punched, stabbed, kicked, slashed, jabbed and, by then, flying across the room, nothing happened.
Instead, an eerie silence stood. No pain. The silence still evident... The shinigami broke the small barrier guarding his delicate face, one eye open. Sebastian was still lying down, staring at him, but frozen. Raising a brow, Grell came to the conclusion that the surprise must have caused the butler to fall in a state of shock. Or coma...maybe both.
He hoped for a response. He waited for what seemed to be an eternity of quietude, when in reality only ten seconds had passed.
Sebastian still remained frozen. Frozen in body and frozen in thought.
Panicking about 'breaking Sebas-chan', he stood up to take the flower's container, somehow still sitting on Sebastian's right palm, and place it somewhere safe. Apparently the rose was very safe, because only touching the crystal vase woke the butler from his 'daze' (coma for humans, really). Jolting backwards, Grell stepped back, allowing Sebastian to stand up and fix his now messy wardrobe. As if distracting himself, Sebastian continued to pat out the invisible dust that magically gathered on the clothes, and walked forward towards Grell.
The reaper, fearing the beat down predicted in his mind, flinched and closed his eyes, knowing that protecting his face was now useless. Getting close, Sebastian raised his free hand to Grell's face and...
Poked his forehead?
"Huh?" The redhead said, obviously confused. Wasn't he supposed to be smashed down to a pulp right about now?
"...Even though this…most unfortunate event happened...have you forgotten the deal we made? I have accepted the rose you took care of, so no harm with befall you today." He took a small breath looking at the untouched flower and sighed. "No matter how much I would want to kill you, a promise is a promise...even for a demon."
"Oh...right." A small grin reached Grell's lips.
"That does not mean you can do as you please. Remember you will be alive tomorrow and the promise only holds for today." Sebastian then looked intensely at the carpet over the stair that was now broken. He stared as if the rug grew a mouth and just insulted his mother. Technically, it was an insult to Grell too; breaking so easily after a 'few' stomps was as if calling him dead weight in the ocean, doomed to sink. They both made a face that would make the poor wooden stair cry in shame for what it did.
"I suggest we avoid any kind of stair for today, lest we want to end up in a more awkward situation... Don't comment on that." Sebastian glanced at the watch in his inside pocket. "Now, I must go make the young master his lunch; if you wish, you can follow me."
Previously... Sebastian's POV
The long, red hair over my face...the slight movements and groans of pain from the body above me...and then a surprised stare from two emerald green pools, red glasses slightly askew, frozen from shock.
I didn't know how to react.
My mind could work but my body laid there, still and frozen. 'As if dead.' The Undertaker would confuse me for a corpse if he was here and giddily carry me away. Except...my heart was pounding against my chest.
'I have a heart? ...Why is my chest so hot?' There was too much going through my brain, so much that nothing sent by it was reaching my body, denying any movement. I wanted to flush hysterically, yell 'bloody murder', gouge his eyes out, gouge my eyes out, hurt him in the most excruciating way possible, and kill him, all at the same time. But, followed by my horrendous ideas and plots, I could not bring myself to do so, to harm Grell... So I stayed, motionless, and to surprise myself even more, the other body's warmth was very enchanting and pleasant. Seeing the redhead closer proved to make my mind wander. I could see every detail of his face, taking everything in with every...passing...second. The daylight, unlike last night's moon, made things much clearer and subsequently more alluring. When Grell leapt back afraid, yelling 'I didn't mean to!' while shielding his facial features, I mostly felt disappointed in the lack of closeness, wanting to hold the reaper more...
Gods of the Underworld! Too many strange things were happening with Grell around, and it only started a day ago! Suddenly, the reaper was too close, too affectionate, too expressive, too loveable...and it was enjoyable...
I would never admit that out loud. Ever. Never in a thousand years. After that much time passed, I would rethink it.
The reaper's reaction after opening his arms to see nothing happen was quite amusing. But I remained on the floor, no energy in my body.
My thoughts all disappeared after seeing a black gloved hand reach for the vase in my palm.
'Why did I snap back to reality now?' Oh Dante's Hell, I'm getting tired of thinking so much... But I will not let the red reaper know about my feelings until I know what feelings they are myself.
The two walked down the corridor without speaking to each other. One door to the left and the two men were in the kitchen. He placed the vase on the counter next to the sink and hurried to make Ciel his meal: poached salmon with Caesar salad. Seeing that the butler made the earl's lunch in less than a blink of an eye (wow that was fast), Grell sat down on a chair near the door.
"Stay here." That was all the butler told him, and he did not dare move as it was a clear command, not an option. Quickly the taller man left to serve his master the meal while Grell sat, waiting. He was not the patient kind, and being the hyperactive reaper he is, Grell decided to play with his glasses' chains.
It was actually very entertaining.
He played with the chain happily, hearing the jingles and clinks it made. A good minute and a half passed like this until he heard someone clear their throat.
"What are you doing?" Sebastian asked. He was back from serving his master and looked puzzled at the scene.
"O-oh! Sorry, I got a little bored~." The ginger flushed slightly embarrassed, thinking he seemed dumb in front of the butler.
"At least you didn't break anything while I was gone... like the stair I need to repair."
...Another moment of awkward silence began. 'GODDAMN IT! This stupid silence is getting annoying!' Grell thought. Being quiet was not his specialty, nor did he enjoy it. Silence was well near being his nemesis.
"Aaaaaanyway," the redhead tried to start, "seeing you make food gave me an appetite, sooooo can you make me desert~?"
"No."
"...How about a treat?" Grell winked.
"Not in my master's lifetime."
"...Anything?"
"Well...is it alright if I test something?" Sebastian asked.
'Something? What something? What does he want to do?' Grell panicked. Sebastian never did ask anything of Grell before.
Sebastian knelt down to face Grell, and then...
Gave him a strong hug.
"W-w-wha-what?" The reaper stuttered. Sebastian never got near him willingly, well, except for yesterday. But yesterday he was very depressed. He did it to console him. Now it was different. And because it was different, his face turned a deep crimson color for the second time that day.
Sebastian wanted to confirm something, something that was bothering him since a while ago. Being near the redhead was nerve wrecking, but it was not because he was disgusted.
In fact, he hasn't felt disgusted all day.
Thirty seconds had passed and Grell decided to go along with it. If the butler's intentions meant being this close to him, he wouldn't complain. So he returned the warm embrace with welcoming arms. And then Sebastian confirmed what he doubted.
The butler was right; he felt the previously-unknown heart beat faster after the reaper returned his hug. His palms began to sweat under the white gloves, his throat was caught in what seemed to be a knot and his chest did feel warmer, but not because of the other person's body heat. No. He was nervous, but why? He never felt nervous before in his life, but the butler could tell. Human's descriptions of this feeling were frequent when he contracted them. They would be nervous and unsure to sell their soul to him.
He withdrew; knowing he was nervous around the reaper was enough for now.
"U-um, is it alright if I ask why did you hug me?" Grell spoke, honest curiosity showing.
"I just wanted to confirm something; that is all." The demon gestured for the reaper to stand. A good enough explanation for Grell. The butler went to pick up the vase and left the kitchen heading to the study. Maybe the rose would make a good decoration for the book-filled room. The reaper followed suit giddily.
Sebastian had tucked the young earl in his bed about an hour ago. The reaper was weeping and complaining about how William had sent him a messenger dove, very important reaping to do. It was somewhat of a relief to the butler; he was still wary not to get too close to the redhead, lest he notice that Sebastian was being strange.
"Hmmmm, I wanted to spend more time with Sebas-chan~! I've only had half a day with you! This doesn't count!" He pouted with all his being.
"If you recall, Grell, the compromise was to not harm you, not spend the day with you." He corrected.
"I still don't wanna leave..." Grell suddenly grinned, showing his sharp, dangerous teeth. "I got an idea!"
"...What idea, may I ask?" The butler hesitantly questioned.
"Well, I was thinking about lending you my striped bow until I came back~." The red reaper lifted a finger to undo his bow. "Kinda like the rose, don't you agree?"
"Firstly, 'kinda' is not a real grammatical word, and secondly, the rose was for a compromise to lift your spirits, not an item to return. You would return it to the manor regardless as it is property of the Earl."
"Oh, won't you miss me? I'll be veeery busy reaping souls in Yorkshire and will probably stay there for weeks~." The reaper took the now undone bow on one hand and with his other lowered Sebastian's tie just enough to open his shirt's collar.
"What are you—?" He saw the reaper wrap the striped white-and-red bow around his now-exposed neck and tied it much like the usual knot on the redhead's neck. Grell then tightened the black tie that was just a bit loose to make room for his own tie and hid the reaper's bow under the collar.
"There! Now stay with it and you'll give it back after I return. It is my favorite bow after all~." The reaper stood back and started walking toward the entrance after noticing the glare Sebastian was giving him. "Now I shall take my leave, dear Sebas-chan~, reaping awaits!"
The gender-confused reaper vanished from sight.
The black butler remained with his shadow in front of himself. He would see the reaper again in a few weeks, but the bow tight around his neck, hidden from all eyes, served as a small connection that reminded him of the flamboyant, mercurial creature.
He sighed and turned to look at the bright moon.
'Have I really fallen for him?'
To be continued…
Maybe you noticed I've been getting into Greece recently (Holy daughter of Zeus?).
If you ask me, Sebastian is so fluffy, bunnies and hamsters bow down before him and call him Emperor (Hence, Fluffy McFluffykins), yet at the same time so sadist and cold it makes Jack Frost feel like summer. And I'M the author XD