Defiled by once clean hands. ×Cielois×

What am I doing?

-Alois's POV-

I stayed silent most of the time, I just admired Ciel. His adorable blue hair that covered his left eye. "Anyway, Alois, I broke my stares and straightened by back, "y-yes?" My hair covered half my face.

"You need new clothes." His low, monotone voice sighed. I flinched and nodded in agreement. "Sebastian, will take care of that." I let out a sigh of relief.

At least he won't hurt me. As I walked around his manor, I admired every piece of it. It looked so old yet so precious. My filthy eyes glistened.

From the back of my neck, I could feel the presence of someone.. Turning, I saw it was just Ciel.. Phew. I smiled at him - it wasn't a real one obviously. I could never smile.. Since no one loves me.. I'm just a broken butterfly.