Sad
Fandom: Kuroshitsuji/Black Butler Pairing: Undertaker/Reader Rating: General Audiences Words: 632 I do not own any of the characters, I don’t own Kuroshitsuji. Just this little faniction.
The bell rang when two customers came in and I came from the back of the shop to ask about their wish. Undertaker wasn’t there at the moment, so I had to take care of them, I was assisting him in the shop. “Welcome, how can I help you?” I asked them. “Is Undertaker here?” asked one, a child, “I have some questions for him.” “Ah, he’s not around at this moment and I don’t know when he’ll come back,” I said. He stared at me for a moment and then he said: “Well, I guess you could help too. What’s your name?” My eyebrows jerked up. “Well, if you insist. I’m Y/N. And you?“ “Earl Ciel Phantomhive. Will you talk?” “What’s in it for me?” “Money.” “Well, since it’s not my shop, we should keep the same price as always, right? Make me laugh. Then I’ll tell you what I know, whatever it is, that you wanna ask,” I told them, with a straight face. They came on a bad day. I wasn’t feeling like laughing. The other one, a butler, furrowed his brows and little earl’s face looked surprised. The boy closed his eyes and took a deep breath, before telling me some jokes. They weren’t funny at all. Then the tall one made an attempt to make me laugh, he even told Earl to go outside for a while. His jokes were even less funny. Then the doors burst open and Undertaker came in, pulling the boy inside. “Dear, dear, I see we have some guests here, heh. I assume you want to ask about something…?” he said and raised brows at them. The butler nodded and said: “That’s right. And your co-worker wanted us to make her laugh, but it seems it’s impossible.” “You would spend a lifetime trying to make her even smile, heh. Y/N,” he said, came closer to me and laid an arm around my shoulders, shoving his face millimeters away from mine, “Dear, you can go, I’ll take care of them.” I nodded and bid farewell to earl and butler. As I walked to the back of the shop I overheard Undertaker: “You must excuse her, this poor darling hasn’t laughed since she came here and that will be quite some time. So, where were we? Payment right? You can start-” After that, I closed the door. A moment later, I heard insane laughter. I frowned, it was really loud and unpleasant sound. I went upstairs. I’ve been reading a book with theories about mummification that Undertaker gave me. It was actually interesting. I sat on a chair and continued reading. After a while, I heard the steps cracking and a moment later, owner of the shop appeared. “Y/N, darling! They’re gone finally,” he said. He came behind me and laid his chin on the top of my head. “Missed me?” he murmured. All his hair fell around my head, making my own hair disappear under them. I hummed in response to his question. He stayed like that for a minute and then asked: “Ah, my sad Y/N… How can I make you smile? What would bring you joy?” He suddenly stood straight and said that he has got something for me. “I saw it at the market and I thought you may like it. It could remind you of me.” He searched his pockets and then dropped something into my hands. It was a necklace with a small white human skull as a pendant. Then he asked: “Do you like it?” “Yeah. Thank you.” I answered and looked up to him. “You’re welcome,” he said and pecked my cheek. “Get up, we have work to do, coffins are waitiiing…” he said and disappeared down the stairs. When he disappeared, I smiled.
