Authors Note: This is my first time writing for Black Butler, so I apologize in advance for any OOCness.

It had been two weeks since the events with Noah's Ark circus. Sebastian had been worried about his young Lord since the day they'd gone to the work house and found it in ruins. His reasoning for letting those children burn with the house, that they were too far gone to bring back, Sebastian knew Ciel felt the same way about himself. It was untrue though, Sebastian had seen glimpses of a young man unconsumed by hate, who wanted to live a normal life instead of being grown before his time and acting as the Queen's guard dog. His fate however, had been decided the night his parents had died, the night he had been branded and bond to Sebastian.

Sebastian opened the door to Ciel's chambers, it was late, after one in the morning, and the butler was checking to be sure his master was still sleeping soundly. He was almost sent into a panic when he found his bed empty, but calmed as soon as he spotted him standing by the window.

"Is everything alright, My Lord?" Sebastian questioned.

Ciel turned and Sebastian was quite surprised to find that the white garment that hung from his frame was not his dressing gown, but one of Sebastian's dress shirts.

"I couldn't sleep," Ciel stated, a tinge of pink coming to his cheeks upon noticing Sebastian's recognition at his clothing choice.

"Would you like me to get you a cup of tea? Chamomile, perhaps?" the butler offered.

"Yes, maybe that would help. Thank you, Sebastian."

"Of course, My Lord."

As Sebastian prepared the tea, he found himself wondering when the last time Ciel had thanked him for something was, or if he ever had. Sebastian didn't expect it, he was there to do whatever Ciel wished him too, no gratitude was needed. After all, what kind of butler would he be if he didn't anticipate his master's needs?

When Sebastian returned to Ciel's chambers, he found him sitting in the middle of his bed, eyes still transfixed out the window.

"Your tea, My Lord."

The Earl took the cup and took a long drink, letting the liquid warm his body.

"Are you sure there is nothing wrong?" Sebastian pressed.

He sighed, "I must stop you from conversing with Agni. Ever since he lectured you about my health and happiness not being your number one concern, you've been insufferable."

"My apologies, young master. I was simply concerned."

Ciel turned the tea cup around in his hands, seemingly contemplating something.

"It's really nothing to be concerned about, just some bad dreams," he said finally.

Sebastian sat down on the edge of his master's bed.

"Are they frequent?"

"Every night since the incident in the mansion," Ciel replied quietly, "I dream I'm being tortured, then wake in a cold sweat."

"I take it that's the reason you've taken to wearing my shirts? The long sleeves. I can leave a selection..."

"No, that's not necessary," he replied quickly, a blush rising to his cheeks, "I'm just being childish."

"By waking up cold?" Sebastian asked, his eyebrows knitted together in confusion.

"It's not because I'm cold...I find your scent...comforting?" Ciel admitted, speaking the last word so softly that Sebastian, even with his supernatural hearing, almost missed it.

Sebastian was shocked by his admittance of this. His master hated appearing weak, even when he'd been ill, he'd fought those taking care of him. Sebastian took the now empty tea cup from Ciel, and sat it on his side table.

"Why don't you get back into bed. I'll lay with you until you fall asleep," the butler offered.

"That's not necessary," Ciel argued.

"I understand, my Lord, but I am ahead on the chores for tomorrow and could use a break myself."

Ciel sighed and slid to one side of the bed in unspoken defeat. Sebastian blew out the candle on the side table and stepped out of his shoes, climbing under the covers and taking his young master in his arms.

"I said nothing about cuddling, Sebastian," he complained, even though he made no moves to extract himself from the butler's grasp.

"Good night, Ciel,"

Ciel sighed, "Good night, Sebastian."