Life in the 21st Century [Ciel x Modern! Reader]

New Beginnings and Old Cliffhangers

YOOO I ACTUALLY AM ALIVE (tho tbh, sometimes it feels like i'm just spiraling in a never ending loop of sadness and regret bUT WHO CARES NOT THIS NERD). Anyhooters, I gift ye all with this glorious, quality trash. Enjoy.

"How the hell is this going to work, though?" You asked the demons. Now once again in their limo as they drove you back to your hotel, you had actually begun to question how on earth you were going to bring two demons (one of which is international pop-star Miley Cyrus) back home with you and not raise any eyebrows. Not everyone can leave for vacation with a fairy prince lookin' cutie and come back with a hipster hottie, let alone two!

"Well, you said that Lancelot knew about Ciel's past yeah?" Seb questioned, handing Ciel an anti-nausea medicine for his stomach. It didn't help much, tbh. You nodded with a sound of agreement.

"Well then just tell him the truth I guess." Ali shrugged, "If he believed everything about Ciel, he should believe this,"

"Yeah, but still! Can you imagine how that would go down?" You laughed, "Hi Dad, this is my roommate's ex-pet demon and his gay lover, Miley Cyrus, both the reason why Ciel is here in the first place. They wanna know how high school is so can they live with us for a while?"

"Sounds like he'd go for it," Ciel added, his face paler than usual as he forlornly handed the useless nausea meds back to Seb before holding onto his stomach with knitted brows. "I mean, he's okay with me- a random boy who fell from the sky- sleeping in his daughter's bedroom. I doubt two demons living down stairs would be much of a big deal."

"You've got a point, Buddy." You patted the queasy boy on his back. "No worries, Love, we're pulling in now."

"Call me Buddy one more bloody time," Ciel groaned, his cheeks filling up to chipmunk status before shrinking once more as he held in his bile.

"Whatever you say, bud,"

*don't call him dude* 

Believe it or not (which you should, imo) Lancelot was actually pretty chill with everything. His rationale was, if his daughter could handle herself with a "rather dapper young cutie" (his words, not mine) who couldn't tie his own shoes til last week, then she could handle two fully capable grown demons boarding with them for a time.

Now comes the hard part.

Currently, the five of you sat in your hotel room, Ali and Seb sitting on the love-seat, Lance sitting in the chair by the window and you and Ciel sitting cross-legged on the coffee table.

"Seb, is it?" Lancelot started, answered with a polite nod by the elder demon. "I might be missing something, but if your boyfriend, Ali, here," He gestured to Ali with a smile. "Is a known idol, how is this going to work? I mean, it's not like 'Miley' can just up and disappear, right?"

"Well damn," You mutter, pursing your lips together, looking between your two new companions. "We didn't think about that."

Seb leaned forward, his elbows on his knees as his left hand absentmindedly rubbed his chin. "Indeed, that wasn't exactly thought of on my part, rather unacceptable of me," He turned to look at his lover with disheartened eyes. "My apologies, Love." Ali patted his love on the shoulder with his elegantly long hand, Seb nuzzling into his hand before kissing the alabaster knuckles.

Goals you think to yourself with a pout. 

Ciel gagged.

The five of you sit in silence for a few moments before Ciel pipes up. "Why not ask Charles?"

"Huh?" You inquire. "Why her?"

Ciel shrugged with a sense of causality. "I mean, she helped us with our little Phantom of the Opera issue, I suppose she could help us with this."