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Sebastian

Spinning and spinning like a top as you held hands with your partner. The swaying motion in your hips went along with his. Your eyes glued to every motion, just so you wouldn't accidentally step on his foot. Heart beating fast, because all you're thinking about is not if he was thinking you were alright, its to do with the man who was serving wines that were nicely placed on the silver tray he held. That man and his eye color matching with the red wine had an aura that simply said he wasn't very happy who you were with. It made you nervous, knowing he isn't a normal mortal, but a powerful demon from hell. Feeling the sweat seeping through your blood red dress just shows how nervous you feel.His eyes were on you even as he poured his young master another drink of juice, since he was merely a teenage boy. For it would be illegal to give such a young person a glass of alcohol.

Sighing with relief once the music had stop, you made your way out of the crowd of people who laughed and away from the man who tried to woo you. Your (E/C) eyes scanned the ball room, looking for the butler who seemed ticked off. Being with a demon was kind of hard, because he would get mad everything or everyone who would touch you/ hurt you. He would then ignore you for awhile, thinking that you actually wanted the disgusting old man to flirt with you. It mad you angry that he would think so low of you.

Skidding down the hallway, you saw him at the end of it, coming out of the kitchen with a tray of biscuits. Yelling, you let your voice echo through the mansion, "SEBASSSTIAAN! BAKA!"

He flinched a little and turned around to face you, his eyes gleaming with envy. Sebastian still hasn't seem to get the fact that you don't always have to be by his side and if you aren't he just needs to remember you are not the type of girl to cheat on him.

"What is it, ______?" he answered with an irritated tone as you walked closer, almost tripping on your elegant dress.

"Relax, I'm not gonna ditch you for some old man." you laughed, slapping his shoulder playfully.

He had a raised eyebrow, "I'm not jealous, if thats what you are implying."

"No, that wouldn't make sense since you were giving him the evil eye during all those five minutes." His smirk grew on his face and his eyes told you that you did a good job on reading him like no one else can.