Ciel fluttered his eyes open, letting out a loud yawn, stretching his limbs out far and wide. Coming back to his senses, he remembers he's in Sebastian's house, his boyfriend cheated, he has no where to go because Claude sucks huge dicks, and he has to be at work in 30 minutes, fantastic.
He jumps up quickly, walking up to his suit case and pulling out some clothes, quickly getting dressed when he heard weird noises from the living room.
He leaned his ear against the door like a fucking creep, listening closely to hear what the fuck that sound was, when a loud moan erupts, making Ciel jump back so quick he almost tripped and died over his suit case.
Now, several things went through his head at this very moment. Wow, I almost died was a huge thought at the beginning, but then the very uncomfortable thoughts came to him in waves, nearly drowning him and upsetting him to no end. Do I seriously have a Claude #2? But, we aren't together, we fucked a couple of times, that's it. He doesn't belong to me, he doesn't do boyfriends. Do I even do boyfriends anymore?