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It’s not a +18 or porn drawing, thanks !

Drawing by https://www.deviantart.com/bratty-kitten

They are not +18 or porn drawings, thanks !!!

Drawings by https://www.deviantart.com/bratty-kitten

His friends have found it too early, still. After midnight, but the morning’s a few hours away, still. The ravenette’s wanted to leave, anyway. They’ve smirked and asked him if he’d be so eager to return home to his pet that was waiting for him for sure.

He’s waved them off, laughing. Even though he knows it to be true.

The other would wait for him, certainly. Sebastian’s said he would be back soon. He’s said he’d only have one small drink and then come back. Of course it hasn’t been true. Of course it’s taken much longer than that. But the young male hasn’t expected anything else, probably.

As silently as possible, the ravenette enters the apartment.

The man isn’t surprised to find that the living room isn’t empty. One little light’s still lit. Ciel lies on the couch, on his side, back pressed against the back rest almost as though like this, he can imagine it’s someone else lying behind him. Being there.

For a moment, the ravenette pauses. Does nothing but watch the other. Imagines him glancing at the clock. Always patient. Ready to bring a glass of water when Sebastian’s had too much to drink.

Sebastian revels in it. The attention, the interest, the care.

The adoration.

He reeks of alcohol and smoke and sex. He doesn’t smell it, but would have to be an idiot not to know. The younger doesn’t notice. He doesn’t stir when the man crosses the room to grab a blanket, tugging him in slowly. His fingers curl against the blanket, twitch, but he doesn’t wake. He will know, though, once the morning’s arrived, that Sebastian’s back.

Having drawn a blanket up to his chin. Having been quiet as to not wake him.

In moments like this he knows that Ciel wants something from him that he can’t give him.

No, that isn’t true.

He could. He isn’t incapable. He knows he isn’t.

He doesn’t want to.

The young male really worked too much. Ciel sat at his desk, hunched over a heavy looking book, pen in his hand.

“I’ll just finish this and then I’ll be done,” he grimaced slightly, glancing at Sebastian who sat on the younger’s bed, back leaning against the wall as he idly looked back.

Sebastian didn’t believe that for a second. He had arrived half an hour ago, and Ciel had already said this twice. The ravenette wasn’t upset, though. Contrary to what the other certainly assumed, it wasn’t boring in the slightest to watch Ciel. He could do that for another hour and then be sent home, and the man would still be content to have spent time at the dorm with the other.

However, Sebastian didn’t like to see him stressed. He knew this assignment was due next week; there were still quite a few days left. What a diligent student the younger was. But he found that he could drag him away from his book for just a little while. And the man already knew just what he could do to achieve that.

“Didn’t you tell me something about a movie you’d like to see?”

Ciel paused for a moment, turning again with a questioning expression on his face. Then he gave a brief hum. “Yeah—it came out three days ago. Why?”

“Because I just decided that we’ll be going this afternoon,” the ravenette stated, pleased with himself because while he wasn’t very interested in the film itself, he rather liked his idea.

“But—“

“That book will still be there after,” the man gestured towards the evil monster on Ciel’s desk, arching a brow at the young male before he smiled. “Please? You only have two classes tomorrow. And maybe I could help you with that assignment. I can at least try. Unless I’m overstaying my welcome already?”

Ciel duck his head and shook it. It was certainly on the tip of his tongue, that Sebastian didn’t have to help and that he could go home, and that he should really work on this assigment, but the ravenette tried his best puppy eyes and the young male swiftly glanced away – hopefully blushing.

Ciel was standing in the doorway and for a second, the ravenette was tempted to shake his head and ask the other if he would climb into bed with him instead. But he shouldn’t. He might be cold - and just the smallest bit cuddly and whiny - but that didn’t mean he should risk infecting the young male, as well. No, it would be best if Ciel stayed away.

He wouldn’t forgive himself if the other ended up sick, too.

“If it wouldn’t be a bother to fetch another one or two,” the ravenette ended up replying, hoping that he had been loud enough despite his sore throat and stuffed nose. He could hardly recognize his own voice.

Being sick was awful.

Sebastian shivered slightly but tried to flash a tiny smile when the other male nodded, swiftly going to bring him more blankets.

It was nice to have the younger around. He was very used to tucking himself in and preparing his own tea even when ill; Ciel did his best to make things easier for him so he could get more rest and be more comfortable despite everything.