He would try to be no less for the boy, keeping him close, keeping him warm and safe from everything that had ever hurt him, or would ever try. No one deserved what the Phantomhives had gone through. Life had tragedy enough as it was. But they had each other now, if nothing else in the world, and that was all he needed.
"You just love trying to spoil me, I think." He pressed a soft kiss to the mess of dark hair so near to his lips, scritching gently along one shoulder blade. "Quite an odd way to treat a thief, wouldn't you say?"
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Date: 2021-05-20 12:48 pm (UTC)"You just love trying to spoil me, I think." He pressed a soft kiss to the mess of dark hair so near to his lips, scritching gently along one shoulder blade. "Quite an odd way to treat a thief, wouldn't you say?"