you sat in your office, your hair messy and your eyes tired, you held your pen in one hand and held your head up with the other, your elbow resting on your desk, the sound of the clock ticking quietly was the only thing that filled the silence

the silence was soon broken by a gentle knock and a few seconds later a familar voice called out, getting your attention

"Y\N, here's your- are you okay? You look like you're stressing out..."

Ciel said softly, putting a plate of dinner in front of you, he knew you had been working on paperwork and needed to concentrate, so he'd brought you some dinner, but now that he saw how stressed you looked, he'd gotten worried now