For: OnlyCoolyori  :)

18: "Um, that came out wrong..."

50: "Can you pay attention?"
"I can.. but your eyes keep distracting me."

-Kind of an au?-

Ciel eyed the (h/c)-haired boy out of the corner of his eye.

The boy, whose name he still didn't know, sat in his usual spot - the rusty bench under the sakura tree - and continued to populate his page with elegant strokes. The blue-haired boy continued to observe the way his fingers danced across the textured pages. He couldn't see much, thanks to his awkward "stalking" spot. But it did the job; it kept him hidden and that's all that mattered to him.

He only wished, no, yearned, to see what that boy would draw everyday. He wondered and wondered. What did he draw in that same spot daily, that which brought him so much joy? 

And what made him, Ciel Phantomhive, sit there, and watch in awe?

What was it about those warm eyes - the complete opposite of his cold starched eye, he imagined - that made his heart beat harder against his chest?

Was it the warmth and merriment that danced across his eyes, or was it that easygoing smile on his perfectly-shaped lips that made him uncomfortable? Or was it the fact that he, himself, wasn't the reason for it?

♡

9:00.

The cream-coloured sky was littered with charcoal clouds and rain would make an appearance very soon.

The (e/c)-eyed was nowhere to be seen, and Ciel Phantomhive didn't know why he was so agitated.

☆ short time skip bc wow i cannot think creatively anymore but aye i love u guys uwu ☆

It was somewhere around 10:30 that the boy finally showed up. He stood behind Ciel for the longest time, trying to gather his thoughts.

The rain had stopped and the sky was beginning to clear up.

He cleared his throat, and walked in front of Ciel.

"Excuse me?"

Ciel's eyes widened, and his palms grew sweaty.

"I'm so sorry to scare you like this! I-I just wanted to give something to you."

"N-no," Ciel cleared his throat, trying but miserably failing, to steady his voice. He straightened up, "I'm Ciel."

The (e/c)-eyed boy grinned at him and Ciel's cheeks flushed.

He gave him a cute little wave, "It's nice to meet you, Ciel. I am (Y/N)."

It was Ciel's turn to flash the boy a small smile, to which the boy's face grew red.

Oh boy. Ciel's heart did a back-flip; he did have the prettiest (e/c) eyes. And his lips looked even softer up close. What? What? WH A   T did he just think-

"Anyway, Ciel. It was lovely meeting you, really. But I have to get going."

Ciel's smile faltered.

"My friend made this for you. They really like you and wanted me to give this to you."

His heart hammered against his chest. (Y/N)'s friend?

Why did he feel a sharp pain reverberate through out his whole body-

(Y/N)'s soft hands brushed against Ciel's when he handed him a folded piece of paper, and the blue-haired boy's heart practically jumped out of his chest.

Did (Y/N)'s cheeks darken, or was that just Ciel's imagination-

"Have a good day, Ciel! Also I have to give it to you - your hair looks absolutely breathtaking when it is soaked."

"And your face is very inviting."

(Y/N)'s eyes widened.

Ciel swallowed nervously. What had he just done?

"Well, Ciel-"

"Sorry, I-"

(Y/N)'s eyes twinkled, "Let me complete that for you."

"What-"

"Your face looks very inviting, can I invite myself over to your place, tonight?"

Ciel forgot how to breathe. He couldn't string up coherent words anymore.

All the colour left (Y/N)'s face as the weight of his words finally dawned upon him. "Oh no. Shit. Shit."

"(Y/N)?"

"Umm, that came out wrong. It sounded so wrong. Please, no. I am not a pervert-"

"It's alright-"

"No! I'll take my leave now. Goodbye, Ciel!"

And with that, the beautiful boy ran away.

-

Ciel stared at the piece of paper in his lap. All the breath had left his lungs.

It was a drawing of Ciel, with a small note attached to it.

It read:

Look, I know I spent all my time making your eye. Everything else probably seems rushed. I kept saying to myself, "Pay attention!!" But your eye, beautiful stranger, was very distracting. Btw, you are hella gorgeous.

You're probably not into me, but I am realllyyyyy into you. Anyway bye!

Random creep (I hope not) to you,
(Y/N).
Here's my number, feel free to report me to the police. ;)
XXX-XXX-XXXX
(P̶l̶s̶ ̶d̶o̶n̶'̶t̶.̶ ̶I̶ ̶a̶m̶ ̶b̶r̶o̶k̶e̶.̶)

Ciel felt giddy as he typed out the boy's number on his phone.

Sometimes, good things did happen.

♡♡♡♡♡

A/N: Not my best work, I know. But I've lost my brain pls send h  e lp.

I still hope you liked it. :") I tried.