Stars above he was just so… beautiful. No man on the face of this earth could catch your attention faster than Ciel Phantomhive’s did. You were willing to go to jail for that boy, but that meant not seeing him, so unfortunately you’d have to settle for burning the bodies of people who got even remotely close to him. Little did you know, Ciel was doing the same.

Anyone that looked your way? They received the full Phantomhive “hospitality”. Anyone that touched you? He ordered Sebastian to be rid of them. You’re his, and he isn’t very fond of sharing things that he desires. Ciel walked along the streets of London, wandering in the shadows and Sebastian carrying a body of a person who had talked to you not too long ago.

“Make sure you dispose of that thing properly.”

Ciel said, Sebastian following with a “Yes my lord” behind him.

“No one touches them like that. I swear, I’m going to pop a blood vessel because of these idiots.”

He muttered, walking into an alleyway, before catching sight of someone. You. You were standing there frozen and looking at him with wide eyes while you carried a young person who had merely touched his shoulder. You both stared a moment before a smile and a lovesick gaze came to his face while he raised a brow up.

“Well. If this isn’t a surprise. Hello, dear. Do you perhaps need any help with that? I can have Sebastian carry them for you.”

He offered, tilting his head curiously. If he knew you’d been doing the same sick and twisted things as him, he would’ve had you as his ages ago.