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Reader x Sebastian Michaelis - Speculum

Title: Speculum
Fandom: Black Butler
Character: Sebastian Michaelis
Genre: Angst
Warnings: tbh none idk
Intended Gender Audience: Neutral Audience
Word Count: 650 words
Other comments: enJOY

You heard the door creak ever so slightly, so you patted your cheeks quickly and turned around. Wearing your best fake smile, you greeted Sebastian cheerfully and then straightened the skirt of your maid uniform to avoid making more eye contact with him. You didn’t want him to know that you had been crying.

But the moment you sniffled, Sebastian tipped his head to the side and looked at you. His crimson gaze washed over you, taking in everything from the moment to put together the pieces of why you were crying.

Before he can question you, you throw a ridiculous excuse at him. “The window blew open and when I tried to close it, some water got in my eyes.” You lean against your small desk, covering the mirror.

“I see…” he replies as he makes his way over to the other side of the room. “This window?”

You nod, and then he tugs on the latch to assess the strength of the lock.

“Must have been very strong wind to have been able to get the key and unlock the window, don’t you think so, Miss (Y/n)?”

You agree without thinking much of his words. “I-I have to go do the laundry…”

As you leave, Sebastian catches your hand and pulls you back to your dresser. “You shouldn’t cry about your appearance,” he tells you calmly.

“How did you-”

“You made an effort to hide the mirror. Come here.” He turns you around, and places a hand on your shoulder gently. His fingers dance up your neck until he grips your jaw and forces you to look at yourself in the mirror. “These mirrors are a rather new invention… it’s a plane of glass with a thin layer of silver on top. Of course, there is more to it than just that, but do you know why they used silver?”

Shaking your head, Sebastian pulls his fingers through your hair, lifting it and then pulling it backwards into an updo. He let a few strands hang down, making the hairstyle look very elegant.

“Because silver is considered a pure element. It repels evil. Therefore, only the most beautiful of people can see their reflection.”

Tears prickled in your eyes at his words, and you shook your head more. “I’m not beautiful…”

“My dear, why do you think that?”

“I just am! My nose… my cheeks… my chin, my jaw, my eyes, my lips, my body… it’s all so ugly…” You held up your hands to cover your face as tears cascaded down your face. Your heart could not keep up with your short breaths.

Sebastian pushed you against the wall and pulls your hands away from your face. He does not say anything, but you immediately sniffle and stop crying.

He bent at his waist like a gentleman and leaned down to kiss the tip of your nose. You knew that he could be tender, you had seen him work with the master, but this was different. It felt like a butterfly had kissed you.

Then, he pressed a kiss to your cheek, then one to your chin, and then one to the soft skin where your jaw meets the back of your ear. You closed your eyes and he kissed the top of the bridge of your nose, between your eyes. Lastly, he kissed your lips – it’s slow and warm – and an electric charge ran through your veins, all the way to the tips of your fingers.

You wanted to kiss him back, but you are limp.

After a moment, his hands wandered across your body and his kissed go down your neck. “You are beautiful…”

He kissed you once more – on the lips – and left you in a daze. The door clicked shut behind him, and you turned around to look at yourself in the mirror. You stretched your skin slightly and decided that, yes, you are beautiful.