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Ciel Phantomhive x Reader [Give]

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Ciel Phantomhive [Give]


"I have nothing to give." The expressionless boy said blankly, staring at the girl across the park. His mischievous butler smirked down at his master. Ciel Phantomhive, had a crush on a girl the same age as him, (Y/N) (L/N). Even the slightest mention of the girl made his heart pound as he thought of what could be. A blossoming relationship, something he never believed of. Yet, this girl (H/C)-haired girl stuck a new kind of hope in his heart, causing a slight distaste for demonic butler, Sebastian.

Of course, he and the girl had met many times before, this wasn't love at first sight. At first sight, he didn't seem to care for her. But out on a daily stroll through the park of London, he caught her. Standing at the water fountain, with her basket, holding beautiful white roses; his favourite. She sold them to the public of London, for a pound per rose. Each day, the earl would go up to her and buy one of her beautiful roses. She'd give it to him with a smile, taking the sterling in return. She always had something to give, but Ciel would just give her a cold look. "Have a wonderful day!" She would call as he walked away, and he wouldn't reply.

I should've kicked myself for all those times I was rude to her, the boy thought, looking down at the stone-brick pavement. This is what you could call love. He had to have her, he wanted her, he-, "I need her." He muttered to himself, and the demon's ears perked, "Would you like me to kidnap her, young master?" Sebastian asked with a chuckle. Ciel shook his head, "She'd never love me if I did. I may like her, but do not take me to be a fool, Sebastian." Sebastian bowed his head at the lord, "Forgive me, master, do not take my words in a harsh way."

Ciel waved him off as he saw (Y/N) approaching, with her usual bright smile and basket of roses. She waved to him as she came closer, "Good day, Earl Phantomhive, how are you doing?" Ciel turned his head to the side, so she would see the light blush appearing on his face. "Fine, thank you, Lady (Y/N)." He said to her, not looking her. He heard some rustling and felt something placed in his hair. He turned back to her, reaching his hand up to find (Y/N) had placed a rose in his hair.

His blush grew deeper as she giggled. "Sebastian," Ciel sighed, "Pay her." (Y/N) stopped Sebastian, "I want something different from you, Earl Phantomhive." She said, smirking. He frowned, "And what possibly could that be, I have nothing else to gi-!" He was cut off by (Y/N) slamming her lips onto Ciel's. She pulled away after a moment, smiling. "I'll take that as your payment, my lord." She stood back, and turned beginning to leave when Ciel stopped her. All the feelings had been spilled and she had nothing to hide from that boy she liked with her whole heart.

He stood up, grabbing her waist and kissed her sweetly. (Y/N) happily kissed back, wrapping one of her arms around his neck, while the other held the wooden basket. When they parted, the usually cold nobleman Ciel Phantomhive was smiling. "Earl-" Ciel cut her off, "Ciel. Just call me Ciel, (Y/N)." (Y/N) giggled and leaned her forehead against his, "I hope you don't mind when I say, that I've fallen in love with you, Ciel Phantomhive." Ciel chuckled, "I've fallen in love with you too, (Y/N) (L/N)."

Fin.
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looked at the word warning! Once there was a little girl called 
Clarissa, she was ten-years-old and she lived in a mental hospital, 
because she killed her mom and her dad. She got so bad she went to kill 
all the staff in the hospital so the More-government decided that best 
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best day of your life tomorrow.You will either get kissed or asked out, 
if you break this chain u will see a little dead girl in you