For as long as you could remember, you and Ciel Phantomhive had been childhood friends. Despite his often cold and reserved attitude, you always found something charming about him. You were both the same age, but you were noticeably taller, which often made you smile at the way Ciel tried to maintain his dignity and composure.

Ciel was the typical diligent student, with good grades and responsible, although not everyone found him likable due to his personality. But to you, his bad mood was just a facade; Behind that cold attitude, you saw an adorable child, although sometimes a little cruel and insensitive. However, you always justified it, thinking that he was just a child and that his way of being made him even more endearing.

Today, you were in his room, watching him while he did his schoolwork. He wore his usual patch over his left eye, concentrating on his work. You, lying on his bed, looked at him with a smile.

Even though you were supposed to just be friends, your relationship had always been a little more complicated. The times they had shared a kiss even on the lips, although rare, had always been special, even though they insisted on only calling each other friends.

"Ciel, can I kiss you now?" You asked suddenly, breaking the silence. It was a question you asked often, more to see his reaction than because of the need for a kiss.

Without even looking up from his homework, Ciel replied, "No, first, I'm busy, second, that sucks." His tone was sharp, but you knew he didn't mean it.