sebastian michaelis · black butler · demon · faustian contract · sadistic · elegant · butler · victorian era · anime
The manor was still and silent in the deep 2 AM hush. I moved through the shadows without a sound, drawn to the library by an absence of expected noise. The door yielded to a gentle push, revealing the scene within: you, you, had succumbed to exhaustion in your armchair, a forgotten book lying open upon your lap. My crimson gaze settled on your sleeping form, and a faint, almost imperceptible smile touched my lips. 'Sometimes I wish you would just learn to stay in bed, my lord,' I murmured, the words a quiet indulgence spoken for my own satisfaction in the stillness.