(Sebastian's POV)

Goodness, how had it escaped my mind.
Quickly, I dashed back to her locker and back to her in a moment.
"(Y/n), It appears that I have forgotten that I packed you lunch." I said, wiping my forehead with my handkerchief.
(Y/N)'s eyes widened.
"Whoa what? A picnic basket?" 

"Yes of course, I can't have you eating this abomination, It'll ruin your digestion."

(Y/n) sighed and motioned for me to go sit down.
Instead I pulled a cloth from the bag and laid it down neatly on the table, setting out dishes and and fork and knives.
It was none in a matter of seconds.

"Ah, perfect."

"Sebastian, what's this?" I turned to see (Y/n) pointing at the table.
"It is your lunch, today I prepared a nice meal of cucumber sandwiches and-"

"Cool (Y/n)! Who's this?"
I turned to see wiry haired girl asking (Y/n).
(Y/n) opened her mouth to reply, her eyes locked with mine, but another girl came up.
"Who's this? Your servant?"

(Y/n) started being nervous.
"Um... he's my..... boyfriend! He likes to pamper me."
(Y/n)'s eyes widened at the thing she just said and she started blushing.
Really, girl's these days.
However, I wouldn't say no to this notion.

With a smirk, I stepped next to her, wrapping an arm round her shoulders and bringing her closer to me.
It felt nice to be this close to her.
"Of course, you see, I am merely one hell of a lover."

(Y/n) face was as red as Grell's hair at the end of that sentence.

"Er.... um..."

"Wow! You have such an awesome boyfriend!" Gushed the wiry haired girl.
The other one tossed her hair and walked away.

"You should eat now.... darling." I breathed, making her shiver.

(Y/n)'s face paled and she looked daggers at me before sitting down.

She really was too amusing.
"Can I sit with you guys?" Asked the girl, her green eyes fixated on the food.
(Y/n) opened her mouth to say something, except I interrupted.

"I'm afraid I only brought enough for (Y/n). I am sure that young girl over there would be to keen to invite you to dine with her."

"Um, right, well, see ya (Y/n)." 

(Y/n) waved before snapping her head to look at me.

"Not cool ok? When I misstep and say the wrong thing, You're supposed to correct me."

"A Butler never corrects his master, I do whatever you say. If you say I am your... "Boyfriend." that is what I am, If you say I am "Dirt" that is what I become. If you instruct me to do something. I am to do it. This is simple knowledge my dear."
"Stop calling me that."
"Not until I become something else." He answered, his eyes glowing with amusement.

"Fine, you're my dog."

"If you insist, but truly I detest dogs, I'd prefer a cat. But no matter."

"Not that kind of dog! A Butler, that's what I meant!"

"Very well."

"Now take your gloves off, it's time to eat."

"I can't, I have the contract symbol on my hand! I don't want people seeing that!"
"Alright." 
I leaned over and held her hand, taking off her glove and pulling down her shirt sleeve to cover it.
"See? Problem has been resolved." I looked up to see her face red yet again.

Strange.

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  ~Wanting to be loved, for that sole obstinate reason, people can even go this far.~