My Compass Has Broken, I'm Losing The Way
Who: Ciel Phantomhive & Claude Faustus
When: Late at night.
Where: Phancyhive. Claude's room.
Summary: There's only so much abandonment Ciel finds himself enable to endure. It's time to ask some questions.
Warnings: Creepiness from Claude being a skeeve...etc.
Sebastian had left.
He'd known the very moment he'd disappeared. There was a sudden emptiness again, a terrible hole inside that had been filled by the demon's presence. His contract seal was still there. It hadn't disappeared. He'd run to check the mirror as soon as he'd felt a sting, the severing of their bond here in this world happening once again. It was still there, of course, dull and mismatched in color to his other eye.
It was disgusting to look at.
There was the temptation to take his cake fork and take out the eye himself, but he wasn't that impulsive. He'd endure and say nothing. There was nothing to say.
At least, until nightfall.
Alois had doted, kissed his face and put the two of them to bed. But it was impossible to sleep. He couldn't. He couldn't sleep, nor did he want to. Instead he found himself slipping from their bed, bare feet and draped in his nightgown. Those tiny feet led him up dark stairways until he reached the room he never ever would have wished to enter. There was a knock as he felt the pit of his stomach fall. If Claude wasn't lurking in the hallways, he had to be in his room, didn't he?
He felt like a dead man coming to meet with his executioner. Another knock, this time louder. Claude would answer, whether it would be from the door or behind him. The demon was always watching, that much Ciel knew was certain.
When: Late at night.
Where: Phancyhive. Claude's room.
Summary: There's only so much abandonment Ciel finds himself enable to endure. It's time to ask some questions.
Warnings: Creepiness from Claude being a skeeve...etc.
Sebastian had left.
He'd known the very moment he'd disappeared. There was a sudden emptiness again, a terrible hole inside that had been filled by the demon's presence. His contract seal was still there. It hadn't disappeared. He'd run to check the mirror as soon as he'd felt a sting, the severing of their bond here in this world happening once again. It was still there, of course, dull and mismatched in color to his other eye.
It was disgusting to look at.
There was the temptation to take his cake fork and take out the eye himself, but he wasn't that impulsive. He'd endure and say nothing. There was nothing to say.
At least, until nightfall.
Alois had doted, kissed his face and put the two of them to bed. But it was impossible to sleep. He couldn't. He couldn't sleep, nor did he want to. Instead he found himself slipping from their bed, bare feet and draped in his nightgown. Those tiny feet led him up dark stairways until he reached the room he never ever would have wished to enter. There was a knock as he felt the pit of his stomach fall. If Claude wasn't lurking in the hallways, he had to be in his room, didn't he?
He felt like a dead man coming to meet with his executioner. Another knock, this time louder. Claude would answer, whether it would be from the door or behind him. The demon was always watching, that much Ciel knew was certain.