✨Seeing in the Dark✨

🌹Chapter 12: Opus 12🌹

Ciel licked a dollop of pizza sauce off his fingers and then wiped his fingers with a greasy napkin. "You know, I didn't think you would ever agree to order take out," he said and took another bite of pizza.

Sebastian shrugged. "I wasn't in the mood for leftovers and I believe you called me a lazy ass this morning, so I wanted to hold up to that reputation." He pushed Soot away with his foot as she insistently cried at his feet. "No pepperoni for you."

She growled and nipped his ankles, making Ciel chuckle. "I don't think she liked that answer. This is what happens when you spoil her too much."

"She'll live," Sebastian answered and in a display that surprised Ciel, rubbed her head with the sole of his foot.

He burst out laughing. "You look like a monkey when you do that," he said and gasped for breath. "People shouldn't have that kind of dexterity with their feet."

Sebastian looked smug. "I'm just talented that way."

"Talented like a monkey," Ciel muttered and popped the last of his crust into his mouth.

"Monkeys are smart," Sebastian countered as Soot bounded away, clearly annoyed that she wasn't going to get any table scraps.

Ciel grunted but didn't say anything as he reached for another piece of pizza. It wasn't quite as good as some of the meals Sebastian had cooked but he couldn't deny that a little take out wasn't bad every now and then.

The news played quietly in the background, filling in the silence that settled between them while they ate. The anchor continued to read the daily news, talking about things that Ciel couldn't quite bring himself to care about. The only thing he wanted to hear was the weather so they could plan what they would do tomorrow.

He had a feeling that Alois wouldn't want to do anything tomorrow. Not after the abrupt dismissal he gave Ciel over the phone earlier that day. Still, Ciel would give Alois a call after dinner and see how things were.

"You know," he said after finishing off the piece. "We haven't gone to the Galleria together. Would you want to go sometime next week?"

Sebastian wiped his fingers as he nodded. "That sounds good," he said and stood up, collecting his plate. "I haven't been in a while and it'll be less crowded during a weekday. Makes it easier for me to walk around."

Ciel plucked his last piece from the box. "Great. And we still need to rope Claude into taking us to that breakfast place I told you about the other day." He snickered. "Do you have anything else over him?"

Sebastian chuckled. "I believe I've used up all my favors," he said. "But I can always call a car service for us and they'll come pick us up. I do feel bad about bothering Claude all the time with asking for a ride. I try to use him only as a last resort."

"I don't think he minds all that much," Ciel said as he brought the box into the kitchen. He dug around one of the cabinets for a container to put the leftover pizza in. "He was in a cheerful mood this morning, considering the hour. I think he's trying to make a new acronym. Has he told you about that TGIFT one?"

Crimson eyes rolled. "Unfortunately, yes. I think Ronald killed some of his brain cells. Stupidity is contagious at times."

Ciel laughed. "Yeah, I would believe that." He moved around Sebastian, placing the leftovers in the refrigerator before grabbing his phone. "I'm going to call Alois real quick."

Sebastian waved a hand. "Sure, leave me with washing the dishes."

"Of course," Ciel teased and slipped out of the kitchen.