— The Angel Devil. Bit of a special case: No enmity towards humans, but you'll wanna keep your distance. Physical contact means your lifespan gets drained away.
in all honestly, he quite likes things being the way that they are. having a—somewhat, most of the time—normal routine he can follow. clock in and clock out and pick up takeout from that one restaurant on the corner on his way home. make sure power and denji don’t try to steal the ramen shop’s cat as they pass by. it’s relatively nice, he thinks. having a day to day.
but now he’s standing in front of the bathroom mirror and he just.. wonders.
“power knocked denji through the bedroom wall again. so we gotta fix it, again,” you sigh as you come in and lean your head on his shoulder. “and meowy’s stuck on the fridge and won’t come down, so i might need your help with that.”
aki hums, nods. he figures he can stop by the hardware store to buy more drywall tomorrow after work. and he doesn’t mind to come rescue the cat off the top of the fridge. but he doesn’t move, just tips his head at himself in the mirror.
he’s been told many times that it wouldn’t kill him to loosen up, but he doesn’t think he’s all that stoic. yes, he agrees he is blunt, but he is still soft for those he cares about, no? is that not enough? shouldn’t it be?
“do you think i’m too uptight?”
the question comes out low, like he didn’t mean to even say it out loud, and you catch his gaze in the mirror. no, he decides, it is not enough that he thinks that way. he needs to make sure someone else does, too.
he needs to make sure you do.
“that depends, are we talking on bill day, or?” you’re joking with him, and normally he likes that. but now he just shifts his eyes off you in the mirror back to his own face. you frown, tug at his shirt sleeve until he looks down at you fully. “no. i think you’re curt and honest and take things seriously, but not in a bad way. you’re not like that deep down because you care. why are you even asking that?”
he blinks at you. once, twice, three times. he doesn’t particularly want to answer that question because now as he thinks about the reasoning behind what’s got him thinking this way it just seems silly. and what if you laugh at him, heaven forbid?
but he finds it hard to not be honest with you. it’s like you’ve signed a contract with an honesty devil, because you somehow always make him sing like a bird regardless of whether he wants to or not. and right now is no different.
“a colleague at work said that i was more uptight than my topknot.” he cuts his eyes from you, because it sounds even more minute coming out of his mouth. “so, i just thought..”
“what?” and your hands are on him, now. running up his chest and smoothing over his shoulders in the way you know soothes him after long and tiring days. he sighs into your touch, remembers his walls do not have to be up here, and lets you in.
I can't believe the death of Queen Elizabeth literally revived the Black Butler fandom back to life and brought together like a fucking high school reunion goodbye.
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Hi! it’s been a while. :3
I recently read “Kuroshitsuji”. And was simply in inexpressible admiration of this manga! So one more franchise in my blog, hehe. Ciel is my favorite.
The tenants of the Phantomhive lands rise up against R!Ciel because O!Ciel may be a serial killer (they have their doubts about this), but he never let his people go hungry. The toys R!Ciel threw out, O!Ciel would have given to the children on his lands.
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