chapter 5
I have no idea WHERE I am right now, but I can see white sheets and some ugly old guy writing who-knows-what in a notebook.Well how about that...
This decor is utterly revolting.
So colorless! And pattern-less!
Ugh.
Anyway, all I can remember is that perverted butler kissing me... and that I was naked... *blush*
And then there was this terrible choking sensation... and I couldn't breathe...
but then Sebastian had me in his strong, warm arms...
ARG! WHY AM I THINKING ABOUT HIM, OF ALL THINGS?!
I wonder if he works out? His muscles feel very firm...
DAMMIT
Ciel looked weakly around the white room, blinking slowly as he turned his head to see a pulsing machine.
The machine showed a line that flashed every now and then, repeatedly, like a clock... almost hypnotizing...
Ciel blinked again when he realized his vision was getting blurry.
As the young earl took in his surroundings, he noticed a faint click of the door opening and heard footsteps coming in.
"My Lord..." Cooed Sebastian, stepping into the small room.
"What." said Ciel, inwardly cringing as his voice came out smaller and weaker than he would have liked.
"I see you have awoken. You have been asleep for a long time..."
"How long?" Said Ciel suddenly, trying to sit up in his cot.
"A few hours, young master." Sebastian stepped forward and sat on the bed.
"Sebastian, spit it out already. What happened?"
The demon smirked. "I do believe that bochan dozed off in the bathtub, and I saved him from possible drowning by-"
"I-I am v-very well aware." Ciel interrupted, face turning a bright red. "What happened after that...?"
Sebastian chuckled. "You fainted, and I took you here, to this hospital. You have been in the nurse's care for awhile, and I-"
"What happened to me?"
The dark butler's face got serious. "It seems you have gotten water inside your lungs. You already have asthma, and because of this that organ is weak. Your lungs are in danger of collapsing."
Ciel's eyes widened. "B-but ill be fine soon, correct?"
"You shall. However, the nurse is going to perform surgery on you..."
Ciel made no comment, but gritted his teeth and nervously fiddled with the bedsheets.
Sebastian looked at him worriedly. "Bochan..?"
"I'm fine. Now just tell them to hurry it up so we can leave this place."
The demon smirked. "Yes, My Lord." He got up from the bed, bowed, and walked out.
So headstrong...
He makes his decisions without hesitation, without doubt.
As if he puts all his faith in me, even when in truth, as a demon, I feel no loyalty to him at all.
I have aesthetics, nothing more.
He should see the truth soon.
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