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Bride of The Crow Demon: Yandere Sebastian X Ceil's Older Sister Reader

[Hello My Sexy Muffins, welcome back to another chapter, in this chapter we have Sebastian from Black Butler! So please do enjoy!]

(Disclaimer: Sebastian though Morally bankrupt is NOT yandere in canon. This is just for fun and not to be taken seriously at all. Simping for fictional characters and fictional yanderes is fine as long as you are not illegal or gross about it. Also please remember to separate fiction from reality, yanderes are not ideal partners to have in real life. Though if you want your partner to be like this, you do your muffin, just please be safe.)

(ENJOY!)

-Base Yandere Headcanons With Sebastian X Ceil's Older Sister-

.Sebastian is beyond morally bankrupt and this makes him one of the most ruthless and sadistic yanderes.

.He shows no mercy to ANYONE in the way of his darling.

.He would be solely focused and making you his darling as his darling you would have your fate sealed after meeting him.

.By chance he had met you for you are Ceil's older sister.

.You had been engaged to a man and were visiting your little brother.

.Sebastian had never seen such a beauty as yourself before, you are a vision of elegance and beauty and his heart was captured.

. Sebastian knows that you were close with Ceil so would do everything to earn the young lord's favor to have you.

.with you he would be very likely to give you plenty of attention and treats.

.not to mention watch you while you sleep, as he is creepily in the shadows... bro stop creeping.

.He adores you beyond anyone or anything else.

.Dealing with rivals by ruthlessly ending their lives and taking great pleasure in this.

.If anyone was to go after you to harm you they would be tortured beyond belief.

.He wants you, body, mind, and soul.

.As his wife and life mate.

.He plans to make you a demon like him, but first, he would have to deal with your brother.

.He is even willing to give up your brother's soul to have you.

.You to him are far more precious than any soul.

.He would confess to you with yandere manipulation.

.Telling you that he is a demon and that he has a contract for your brother's soul.

.There is one way you can fix this and that is to give yourself to him.

.You do it and become his, he made sure you would agree and you became the bride of the crow demon.

-Now the scenario-

To Sebastian, you were a stunning vision of beauty. You are the young Phantomhive lady. (Your Name) Phantomhive. He had met you when you were visited your brother from the estate. you had been betrothed to a lord and wish to see your brother. Sebastian was jealous of this Lord. So he did what any other demon would do.

He killed your fiance and burned down your estate. This way you were forced to stay with your brother and Sebastian. Sebastian took this time to spoil and court you.

"Good Morning Milady!" Sebastian says opening your curtains as you sit up and yawn.

It had been a year since the loss of your late Fiance and you mostly moved on.

"Good morning Sebastian." You tell him back.

"For breakfast we are having your favorite and the morning tea is an earl grey." He tells you pouring you a cup.

You nodded. "Thank you." You thanked him and drank your tea as he gave you the news of the day.

Ceil would be in his office for his studies and Sebastian and you would be in the foyer to practice your dance.

"Now let's get your dress milady." He says and helps you get dressed, he takes it slow.

He could barely contain himself as he helps dress you.

"Sebastian?" You ask him.

"Yes?" He asks back.

"When will my brother finally settle on a suitor for me, I do not wish to take up his home more than needed." You explain to him.

"Ah, I see." He says as he did not like the idea of you having a new suitor. "We shall see today, shall we not."

He has to move up his plan sooner, now he wish he had more time to court you and make you his. He brought you down for breakfast. Standing close to you to keep his eye on you.

Once that was done it was time to start dance lessons. "May I have this dance?" He asks you holding out his hand."

You smile and take it. "You may."

He cups your hip and takes your hand. "(Your Name)." He says to you. "I must confess something, you see."

He looks down into your eyes and his eyes flash to that of a demon. You freeze, frozen in fear.

"I have a contract with your brother for his very soul." He tells you. "There is a way that I will not take his soul. If you promise to be mine and mine alone." He tells you.

Your eyes are wide and you are shaking in fear. You would do anything to protect your brother, the fire, the losing your family. He was all you had left! "I-I will be yours." You tell him and he leans down sealing the deal and turning your right eye into a new contract with him.

You were now his, his bride, the bride of the crow demon.

[YASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS another chapter done, I hope you all enjoyed and stay sexy all of my sexy muffins!]

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Dreamers | Sebastian Sallow x Fem!Reader

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Warnings: Spoilers for Hogwarts Legacy, domestic abuse

A/N - Post Hogwarts angst and a bit of fluff at the end, inspired by this ask, a bit different than the original request but I hope you enjoy anyway anon! Also turned out a lot shorter than I wanted because it was pretty difficult to write.

“Did you hear me?” You asked.

Leander was flipping through a book. He was sitting on the grand red sofa that sat in the middle of the main room of his house. His family’s connections to the Ministry got him a fancy Ministry job after you graduated and he was able to buy a nice house and fill it will all the fancy stuff he wanted. You weren’t as into the exorbitant materialism but you appreciated that he handled most of the finances. He made it clear that you were not allowed to get a job, he was the provider, you were the trophy girlfriend. The Hero of Hogwarts.

“No,” Leander replied.

“I’m meeting Natty in Hogsmeade tonight,” you repeated yourself.

“No you’re not,” Leander closed the book sharply, “I told you I don’t want to go out tonight.”

“You can stay home,” you responded quietly, silently hoping he would agree so you could get a night off.

“And let you go to Hogsmeade alone?”

“I won’t be alone,” you sighed, “I’m meeting Natty.”

“Anyone else?”

You thought about the letters from Sebastian and Ominis that were hidden in your dresser, protected by a few unnoticeable charms, “Nope, just Natty.”

“Fine, but only because I trust Natsai.”

You silently thanked Merlin for Gryffindor comradery continuing to hold strong even after you left Hogwarts. You smiled and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek before heading to the fireplace to use the Floo Network to travel to Hogsmeade. London was a bit too far from Hogsmeade to fly there and you never bothered to get your apparition license. You waved to Leander, who looked annoyed but waved back. You tried not to let his sour mood ruin your excitement. The flash of green made you feel a bit sick to your stomach as you stepped into Hogsmeade Square. You were immediately hit with the smell of chocolate and toffee wafting from Honeydukes. You remembered the time you snuck into the basement to steal Billywig Stings for Garreth and smiled to yourself.

The village was full of young witches and wizards rushing about to get their school supplies before the new school year began. There were only a few more days before Hogwarts would open its doors and a new class of eager witches and wizards would begin their magical education. Only two years prior, you and your classmates had graduated and joined the rest of the adult wizarding world. Your relationship with Leander was still somewhat new then, you had only started dating him a few months before graduation but once the pressure of the real world hit you, you realized that you were going to need someone to support you until you found a job of your own. Merlin knew your family was no help, the shock of you being a witch was still too much for them to handle. So, one thing led to another and you ended up living with Leander.

“Y/N!”

You would recognize that bright voice anywhere, Natty was rushing over to you. You had seen her just a week prior, her and her girlfriend, Morgan, had visited you and Leander in London, but she still looked absolutely ecstatic to see you. You had kept in touch with all of your old friends from Hogwarts, whether Leander knew about it or not. Morgan was taller than Natty by a few inches with stick straight strawberry blonde hair that was a sharp contrast to Natty’s curly black hair. Morgan had graduated from Beauxbatons a year before you and Natty graduated from Hogwarts, and the two had met doing auror work in America. Now, they had moved back to Scotland to be closer to home, or at least, closer to Morgan’s home.

“Hello Natty,” you smiled and hugged her tightly, “Hello Morgan.”

The taller woman gave you two short kisses on the cheek but couldn’t get a word in before Natty continued to speak, “The boys are already at The Three Broomsticks, we should hurry. You know how Sebastian gets when you keep him waiting.”

You agreed, Sebastian had a habit of whining if you left him on his own for too long. Still better than when Leander would scream at you for leaving him alone for too long. The three of you began walking down the familiar cobblestone streets. Morgan told you about a poacher camp they had found in Norway, apparently it was one of the largest they’d found in recent years, it was becoming a real problem there. You wished you could join her and Natty on their adventures, but it was hard enough to convince Leander to let you go to Hogsmeade, let alone Norway. As you got close to The Three Broomsticks the smell of chocolate faded in favor of the warm, comforting smell of butterbeer. You took a deep breath as you reminisced on all the memories of coming to Hogsmeade as a student.

Natty held the door open for you and Morgan and before you got two steps in the door, Sirona was in front of you, holding out a mug of butterbeer which you grabbed without thinking, “On the house.”

“Sirona, I can’t accept that,” you began to rifle through your pockets to find money for her but the innkeeper shook her head.

“Too late,” Sirona laughed as she walked back to her usual spot behind the counter, “It’s already in your hand, dear.”

You scowled at her, but the argument was cut off by a shout from the back of the room. You turned to see Sebastian standing at one of the larger tables. Ominis was on his left, and he had saved you a seat on the right. Next to Ominis was Poppy, and next to her was Garrett. You realized sadly that Amit was not there, and Imelda was also missing. The latter did not surprise you, that girl had barely taken a day off since she started playing professional quidditch. She had sent you a few tickets but Leander never wanted to go to the games. You, Natty, and Morgan all made your way to the table. When you got closer, Sebastian grabbed you in a bear hug, lifting you slightly off the floor.

“I’ve missed you,” he laughed as he set you back down. The two of you had seen each other just a month before, he had asked you for help on an auror assignment, but you had to turn him down due to Leander not wanting you to be put in any danger.

“I’ve missed you too,” you sat down at the empty seat next to him, admiring the way the light from the fireplace brought out the subtle auburn highlights of his hair, “I missed you too, Ominis, and Poppy, I haven’t seen you in months, how are you?”

Poppy told you all about the recent dragon rescue she had helped Natty and Morgan with in Norway, a detail Morgan seemed to have left out of the story. You listened, somewhat sad that you hadn’t been able to be there. However, it was still nice to hear the retelling of the story from your old friend. As she finished her story the table grew quiet for a moment before Ominis turned to you.

“How are you, Y/N?”

There was a weird tension at the table, and you felt it, “I’m doing great!”

It wasn’t necessarily a lie. You and Leander had been doing better for the most part. As you adjusted to living together, it became easier to avoid any potential triggers and keep the peace between the two of you. While he wasn’t allowing you to get a full time job, keeping the relationship together did seem to have become a full time job. You spent most of your day avoiding him, and preventing any potential arguments. It had become the new normal, but you were still dependent on Leander for most things.

“How is Leander?” Sebastian asked, although his disdain for the man was not well-hidden, if he was even trying to hide it.

“He’s good,” you took a sip of your butterbeer, “He works a lot, his job is very important.”

“Right,” Sebastian stared into your eyes and it sent a shiver down your spine, “We need to talk to you about something.”

“All of you?”

While you had all kept in touch it seemed more than a little suspicious that they had all come together to talk to you about something. The tension at the table was palpable. There was a part of you that wanted to just run out of The Three Broomsticks and go home, but you stayed frozen in place. You wondered what they needed to talk about and why they were being so secretive.

“It’s about Leander,” Sebastian started, but Natty cut him off. She realized that his blunt personality would not necessarily be an asset in that moment.

“We just have some concerns about him,” Natty finished Sebastian’s sentence for him.

“What do you mean?”

“Y/N,” Natty sighed and took your hand, “We barely see you anymore, and if we do get a response to our owls it sometimes takes days, weeks. I mean, Ominis sent you an owl two months ago and you never answered.”

“I’m busy, Natty,” you suddenly felt very defensive and you pulled your hand away from hers, “I’m sorry my schedule isn’t as free as the rest of you, or that I don’t live in the area anymore but that has nothing to do with Leander.”

“You can travel by Floo Powder,” Poppy pointed out, earning herself a glare from you that made her drop her eyes to her feet. You felt guilty but were still in shock about what they were implying.

“Well,” you paused, realizing Poppy was right and that travel wasn’t exactly a perfect excuse for your absence over the past two years.

“It’s only gotten worse,” Natty sighed, “Over the last two years.”

“I’ve been busy,” you repeated yourself, not caring if you sounded like a broken record.

“You don’t work,” Sebastian finally spoke up again and the tension at the table got even worse. Everyone knew that if you and Sebastian really got into it, it could cause serious damage to not only your relationship, but Sirona’s establishment.

“You don’t know my life, Seb,” you glared at him, as if daring him to keep talking.

He ignored your warning look, “I think I know your life better than you do, I’m not blinded with love for Leander fucking Prewett.”

“Sebastian!” Ominis kicked him under the table but you all heard the thump of Ominis’ foot hitting Sebastian’s shin.

“What?” Sebastian shot him a look that Ominis couldn’t see, but he knew was there, “I’m right.”

“Sebastian,” this time it was Poppy that spoke up, “Maybe you should take a walk.”

“No,” Sebastian slammed his fist down on the table. The chatter in the bar got quiet as people began to notice the growing situation at your table.

“You have no idea what you’re talking about,” you felt angry tears forming in your eyes, “Is this seriously why you all asked me here? You didn’t want to just have a drink and catch up? You wanted to trap me so you could interrogate me about my boyfriend?”

“Y/N,” Natty reached for your hand again but you pulled away, “It’s not like that, we’re just worried. We want you to know that we’re here for you.”

“I don’t need you to be here for me, Natty!” You felt the rage boiling in you and you felt the rest of the bar fade into the distance, your focus now was on the people at that table, specifically Sebastian.

Sebastian Sallow had grown up a lot since fifth year. He was taller, his hair was longer, and his chin was covered in stubble. However, the same freckles dotted his face, and his eyes were the same dark brown that prevented you from really being able to read his expression at the moment. You stared daggers into them, wondering if you could cast avada kedavra just by thinking it. You felt so stupid, thinking your friends just wanted to see you and tell you about their lives, but clearly they had other motives. Of course, you couldn’t help but see their side and a small part of you did wonder if they were right.

“Fine,” Sebastian stood up, almost knocking over his butterbeer, “Then we’re leaving, right?”

The others didn’t move, instead you stood up, “Not like you to run from a fight, Sallow.”

“This wasn’t supposed to be a fight,” he huffed and pushed some of his dark hair out of his face, “We’re here to help you, but we can’t help someone who doesn’t want to help themselves.”

“I don’t need help,” a few tears slid down your cheek and you saw Sebastian’s eyes dart to them. His expression softened a little, saddened to see you so emotional, “I have all the help I need, at home.”

With that, you left the table where your friends were sitting and barged out of The Three Broomsticks, not even stopping to thank Sirona for the drink. Who were they to judge your relationship? None of them had been in a serious relationship besides Natty. Sebastian was a serial player, leading girls on and then leaving them high and dry. Ominis seemed too preoccupied in his research into whatever to care about girls. You didn’t even know what Poppy’s relationship history looked like but you knew that any relationship she did get into didn’t seem to last very long. You continued marching to the Floo Flames in Hogsmeade Square when you heard a voice behind you, and it was not the one you expected.

“Y/N, hang on,” it was Morgan, Natty’s girlfriend.

“What?” You only turned around because it was her, and you knew she would not have been the one to plan this, she didn’t know you well enough to be the mastermind behind the intervention. You realized, of course, that was why they sent her but you stopped to hear her out anyway.

“I know it seemed harsh in there,” Morgan stopped a few feet away from you, and even in the low evening light, you could see the genuine concern on her face, “But they only did it because they all love you so much, and they want to make sure that you are safe and happy.”

“I am safe and happy,” you sighed, “We haven’t known each other very long, but you should know that this is me when I am safe and happy. So you can go back in there and tell them that I am fine and if they would like to apologize they can write me a letter.”

You turned away again, leaving Morgan standing awkwardly in the road. As you continued towards the Floo Flames you wanted to cry again, but knew that if you went home crying, Leander would know that something was up. You took a deep breath to calm your nerves before stepping into the flames and appearing back in Leander’s living room. He was no longer on the couch, you assumed he was in the bedroom. It wasn’t that late but he had a tendency to go to bed early. You wandered through the hallway of the house to the bedroom. The door was closed and you couldn’t hear anything coming from inside the room.

“Leander?” You knocked before you walked into the room.

He was laying on the bed, still reading his book. He closed it and looked up at you, his eyes were dark. You felt your stomach drop, something was obviously wrong. He set the book down and got up off the bed.

“How was Hogsmeade?” His voice was very monotone, he was clearly upset.

“It was good,” you tried to think of a convincing lie about what had happened, “Natty and Morgan adopted a cat!”

“Did they?” Leander clearly wasn’t buying it, “And what about Sebastian and Ominis?”

“What?” You felt like you were about to throw up, how could he know that they were there?

“I know you weren’t only meeting Natsai,” Leander took a few steps closer to you and quickly smacked the back of his hand across your cheek, “Why would you lie to me?”

Tears welled up in your eyes, “Leander, it’s not what you think.”

“It is exactly what I think,” he tilted your chin up so you were meeting his eye contact, “You lied to me, Y/N.”

“I knew you wouldn’t like it,” you flinched as he pulled his hand away from your face, “I just wanted to see my friends.”

“Are you cheating on me?”

“Of course not, Leander,” it wasn’t a lie, while you did have feelings for Sebastian, you knew the feelings were not mutual.

He grabbed your wrists tightly, pulling you within a few inches of his face, “You’re just lying to me and seeing men behind my back.”

“My friends,” you sobbed, “I was just seeing my friends.”

“I forbid you from seeing Sebastian Sallow or Ominis Gaunt ever again,” Leander sighed and released your hands, “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“I know,” you cried, your whole body was shaking with fear, “I’m sorry.”

“You can sleep on the couch tonight,” Leander pushed you back out of the bedroom and slammed the door in your face.

You stood in the hallway, shaking as tears ran down your face. You didn’t want to move, afraid that any noise would trigger Leander to come back out. You just stood there, sobbing. There were marks on your wrist from where Leander had grabbed you. You stared at the bruises and wanted to scream, how had everything gone so wrong? You silently walked to the living room and collapsed onto the couch.

A few hours passed, and sleep seemed completely out of your reach. You sat there, watching the fire burn in the fireplace, appreciating the warmth. You wrapped a thin blanket around your shoulders, wishing there was someone there to hold you instead. You remembered nights you spent with Sebastian in the Undercroft, nothing romantic ever happened, but he had always been there to comfort you. As if on cue, there was a quiet knock at the door. You sat frozen for a moment, not sure if you wanted to answer it or not. It was late, but you weren’t sure why someone would be knocking on your door at that hour if it wasn’t serious. You walked to the door and casted a quick charm to make the door appear translucent to you, but not to whoever was outside. Your breath caught in your chest when you saw Sebastian standing there.

You threw the door open, “Sebastian?”

“Thank god,” Sebastian immediately wrapped his arms around you, “I was worried that Prewett was going to answer the door.”

“What are you doing here?” You pulled away from him, your brain was in overdrive.

“I’m getting you out of here,” Sebastian said bluntly.

“What?”

“I can’t let you stay here,” Sebastian put his hands on your cheeks and looked deeply into your eyes, “I know who he is, and I can’t let you stay with him any longer.”

Any other night you would have told Sebastian to go away, leave you there with Leander, but tonight was different. You stared into his dark eyes and realized this may be your one chance to get away. You lifted your hands so you were holding his wrists and nodded, accepting his help. He beamed at you, ecstatic that you had agreed to go with him. He knew that he was getting you out with or without your acceptance, but it made it that much easier that you weren’t going to argue with him.

He pulled his hands away from your face but as he did he noticed the bruising on your wrists, his face flushed with anger, “Did he do this?”

You pulled your hands away, “Sebastian, it’s not what you think. I lied to him about what I was doing tonight, he was just upset.”

Sebastian barely heard you, he was blind with anger. He pushed past you, but he wasn’t sure where the bedroom was so instead of going to seek out Leander, he yelled, “Prewett! Get out here you fucking coward!”

“Sebastian!” You grabbed his arm, “What are you doing? If we go now he won’t even know you were here, we can get away without any confrontation!”

“Too late for that,” Sebastian looked down at your wrists, “He started this, he should finish it.”

You heard the bedroom door open down the hall and Leander walked out. He was still wearing his pajamas and was clearly fast asleep when Sebastian woke him up. He gripped his wand tightly in his hand, and as soon as he saw Sebastian standing there he raised the wand up, prepared to defend himself. Sebastian was intimidating, but even more so when he was clearly enraged like he was then.

“Sallow?” Leander spat, “What are you doing here?”

“Well I was going to take your girlfriend and free her from this prison you’ve created for her,” Sebastian took a breath, “But now I think I’m going to finish that duel that Professor Hecat broke up all those years ago.”

You remembered the day you walked into Defense Against the Dark Arts as Sebastian almost crushed Leander under Professor Hecat’s Hebridean Black skull. Leander casted expelliarmus but Sebastian blocked it without even flinching. You ran to the couch where your own wand was still sitting on the side table. You were prepared to help Sebastian but as the duel continued you realized he did not need your help. Sebastian had always been stronger than Leander, that was nothing new. However, over the last two years Sebastian had much more practice dueling than Leander did. It wasn’t a particularly long or exciting duel, Sebastian beat him easily.

“Get the fuck out of my house!” Leander screamed as he collapsed to the floor, knocked backwards by a simple depulso from Sebastian.

“Happily,” Sebastian laughed but he took a few steps closer to Leander and knelt down so he could speak directly to his face, “But if you ever so much as look at her again, I will fucking kill you.”

Without another word Sebastian stood up and walked over to you. Your things were still in the bedroom but at that moment you would rather burn it all down than go to get the clothes that Leander had bought for you. You simply grabbed your cloak off a hook by the door and followed Sebastian out the front door. The cold London air made you shiver, even with the cloak. Sebastian noticed this and silently wrapped his arm around your shoulders, holding you tightly as you walked.

“Are you okay?” He asked.

There were tears in your eyes, “Not really.”

Sebastian stopped and grabbed your shoulders so you were facing him, “It’s going to be okay. You’re safe now.”

“Where am I going to go, Sebastian?” Your voice caught in your throat as you began to cry again, you hadn’t cried this much in years.

“You’ll stay with me,” Sebastian said simply. You blushed at the thought of sharing a bed with Sebastian but knew that wasn’t what he meant.

“I can’t ask that of you,” you said quietly, looking down at your feet.

Sebastian put his hand on your chin, a movement that was eerily similar to what Leander had done just hours before, but this time it was not scary at all, “You’re not asking. Now, hang on.”

Sebastian apparated the two of you back to his home, a small cottage on the outskirts of Hogsmeade. You tried not to vomit, it had been a while since you had apparated anywhere. Sebastian opened the front door and motioned for you to go inside first. You complied and were met by the smell of pumpkin soup that he must have made hours earlier and smoke from the fireplace. It was a mess, compared to Leander’s house, and it was significantly smaller but you hadn’t felt so comfortable in a long time. It felt like home, and you had never even been there. As you turned to look at Sebastian you realized the feeling of being at home did not come from the cottage, it came from him. He was home.

“Are you okay?” Sebastian noticed the tears in your eyes again.

“You’re asking me that a lot tonight,” you laughed and walked over to hug him, “I’m better.”

“Good,” Sebastian held tightly and put one hand on your head, playing with your hair.

“Thank you,” you cried into his chest.

“Darling,” Sebastian pulled away so he could look into your eyes, “I’m just sorry it took me so long.”

You shook your head, it didn’t matter now. Nothing mattered because you were safe again. You looked around the cottage, noticing even more details. Old Slytherin quidditch memorabilia was hanging on the walls, books that Sebastian had borrowed from the Restricted Section filled the shelves. It was so perfectly him.

“I’ll sleep on the couch,” Sebastian said, “You can take the bedroom.”

“No,” you laughed, “You’ve already done so much, I can’t take your bed too.”

“We could share,” Sebastian laughed.

You blushed violently at the suggestion, “Very funny.”

“I’m not joking,” Sebastian smirked at you, a subtle blush covering his cheeks.

Your stomach flipped, “What?”

“Unless you want me to be,” Sebastian laughed awkwardly.

The room was silent, and not a comfortable silence, the tension in the air could be cut with a knife. You had feelings for Sebastian, and had for a long time but he had never given any indication that he returned the feelings. In fact, if anything, he usually treated you more like a sister than anything else. Now, here he was, a grown man, fumbling over his words and blushing like a nervous teenager.

“I,” you paused, you were just as nervous, “I don’t want you to be joking.”

“You don’t?” Sebastian’s face lit up and suddenly he was that 16 year old that you had fallen for.

“No,” you took a deep breath, not wanting to screw up the moment, “I’m sorry.”

“I’m sorry,” Sebastian awkwardly rubbed his neck, “I know a lot just happened so I’m not trying to pressure you, but I just know that you always liked having someone to comfort you when things were tough.”

You smiled, “I did, and I do.”

“Well then,” Sebastian picked you up in a bridal carry and walked to the bedroom.

He set you on the bed and you quickly took off your robe. He collapsed in the bed next to you, opening his arms to invite you to cuddle up to him. You took the opportunity and placed your head on his chest, wrapping your arms around his waist. He put one arm around your shoulders and gently began to rub your arm with the other. You listened to him breathing, and soon, you fell into a dreamless sleep. It seemed that your brain didn’t feel the need to create dreams anymore.

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