Charles
“A…Achoo!” Charles bellowed a sneeze.
“Old man, I told you to stay away from me while I work, didn’t I?” Ciel warned after putting a book shelf the same height as the young man’s waist down to floor. He then trotted to the window to open them so the dust could fly out, but instead received a gentle ray of sunlight from the sun that is drifting higher up to the sky. It was as beautiful as ever.
“But still…” Charles wiped his nose. “I want to help you as much as I can. We are making my bedroom after all.”
Ciel narrowed his eyes in a scrutinizing look while Charles defended himself with a hardcover book that he held in his hands to clean it from dust. The young man could only sigh.
“You know, Ciel…” The old man began while he wiped the book cover with a clean cloth. “I can’t bel
