“ you've been out for a couple hours. “ - sebastian
|| caring for a sick character
Sapphire optic slowly peeks from beneath plush lashes as they lift from their slumber, a faint glaze over the young Earl's eye as he adjusts to the dim lighting of his bedroom. Was it evening? He was uncertain with the curtains drawn. Having fallen ill once more had taken a toll on his body. With the brutal English winters and the stress that came with his work, one as young as he was surely to take a beating with his fragile health. Ciel gave a soft moan as he attempted to gather his bearings.
With the conclusion that it had become dark, the adolescent emitted a startled gasp over the fact that he must have slept longer than he intended to and had immediately pushed himself into a sitting position; doing so created a faint pain in his chest that he relieved through a covered cough. Perhaps it would be a concern to his butler, but it was much better than what he previously dealt with.
He was greeted by candlelight and a noir figure approaching him with robe in hand, soon placing it upon his shoulders. His butler seemed to have been standing by his side with a light dinner prepared. It was then that Sebastian had informed the boy that he had been asleep for a few hours.
‘ Why didn't you wake me? ’