“Wait, hold on…” You said as your tongue couldn’t help but stick out of your lips that pursed your mouth. “Got it!”

“Well, what is it?” Finny asked as he places the bag down to look at your chosen item. “Hey, isn’t that…?”

“That’ll be enough of THAT for this night…” Ciel said as he takes the seemingly-loose goggles from you. You couldn’t do anything but let him take it for you know there’ll always be a loyal Sebastian, ready to counter your ‘attacks’. “We’ll leave early for London tomorrow morning. I suggest you people get a head start on some sleep.”

“But, Ciel!.... _______ has only started playing Seven Minutes in Hea—“ Finny said, a bit hesitant to deliver you justice.

“I DON’T CARE. Everyone just go to bed.”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa! What happened here?” Bard says as he comes into the living room just to find Ciel and Sebastian leaving through the door Bard opened.

“It was ________ ‘s turn to play but… master Ciel told us to go to bed already… She even got—“ Meirin said as she answered Bard’s question but was interrupted by a whimper. That whimper was uttered by Finnian.

That whimper gradually turned into repeated wheezing. You finally decided to approach the depressed friend and try to tell him that it was just a game. You didn’t expect that you could make it just worse. Finny immediately sat down to the couch, still not comforted.

“It’s… It’s just… NOT… FAIR!.... Bwaaaahaaaa!!” Finnian cried out. “I mean… You even got him! And… And… It’s just…!”

“Alright, take it easy now, Finny… Come on. We can play this game in the morning…” You said, taking a peek of his face covered by his hands.

“But…. We’ll be in London by theeeeeennnn!!!”

“Jeez, Finny… Keep it down… The master might come back down and give us a scolding…” Bard said as he shuts the living room door, hopefully trapping some noise Finny might make.

“If I were you, I’d be in bed by now.” A sultry, familiar voice echoed through the room, making Finny stop crying completely. You all knew whom that voice belongs to. A tall, black figure suddenly appears beside the confused and slightly-startled Finnian. “The master cannot sleep with you loudly crying your heart out.”

“Sebastian, I thought you were with Ciel?!” you said as your eyes looked at the door then back to the mysterious butler.

“Even walls cannot hide the secrets of this mansion, Ms. ________” he only replied, giving Finny a handkerchief to blow on.

Figuring out the sentence he gave you purposely to ponder on, you can’t help but look at the walls that surround you, hoping to find secret passageways, holes, ANYTHING that might lead to Sebastian’s sudden appearance of the room he left not too long ago.

Finnian, stands up from the couch, tightly clutching the handkerchief Sebastian gave and marches towards the door. He harshly opens the door, almost breaking its hinges for being too aggressive. Sebastian places two fingers on his forehead, thinking that he might have to repair the door again.

“Finny, where are you going?!” You shouted as he took the first step on the staircase leading to the rooms.

“I’m going to bed!”

“Well, I guess that settles it. Wish you all a good night.” Sebastian says as he takes his leave with a devilish smile on his face.

No one spoke since the two left. The silence was ear-piercing. You’ve never seen Finny act like that before. You looked at Meirin then at Bard, thinking that maybe you should all go to your specific rooms now.

“I’d be going now, guys. See you in the morning.” Meirin said, looking down at the floor as she restlessly trudged her feet up the steps of the stairs.

“Bard…” you softly whispered as he was about to follow Meirin’s actions. He looked at you, a sign of bemusement in his turquoise eyes. “Before we resign to our quarters, sit by me, will you?”

“What is this, ______? Some kind of surprise for Finny tomorrow?” Bard asks as he sits to the spot that you patted on the couch.

“S…. Something like that.”

“Alright, I’m all ears.”

Your hands were shaking at the thought that was in your mind but… You have to give it a shot. For Finny. You knew he had been playing the matchmaker from the very beginning. You weren’t sure if Bard was really in on it but… He was innocent the whole time. It was a chance that could result to a possible feeling of rejection.

You could swear that your hands were getting cold and sweating at the same time. And that might be a possible onset that you’re falling for this guy. He makes your body do crazy things even without trying! You gently placed your hand on his, feeling his warmth spreading through your cold, and nervous hand.

“________, what’re you--?”

Oh, God. His reaction and intonation already reeks of a negative answer.

“I-I’m sorry…. It’s just that… Finny…” you sighed. “Finny’s always pairing us together. You know that, don’t you?”

No response.

“And, and, and… Finny could give up everything just to see us together.” You quickly retrieved your hand back and looked away, avoiding eye-contact.

There was a moment of silence for a bit. Just like when Finnian and Sebastian left a while ago. You heard Bard give a loud exhale at some point but you still haven’t got the courage to take a look at his face.

“So… You’re only doing this just for Finny? That’s all?” you heard him say.

“Wh… What do you mean?” you asked, slowly turning around since his tone was a bit more… Curious now.

“I mean… Would you have done that if Finnian hadn’t convinced you to?”

His question struck your whole thoughts entirely. In addition to that, he was inching closer to you. The smell of smoke and ash slowly becomes more powerful each second as he was about ten centimeters away from your face.

“Would you have let me do this if Finnian hadn’t asked you to?” Bard whispered softly as he finally closed the gap between yourselves, sealing it all with a heavenly kiss.

For you, this was just too much to take in. Too much, to the point where you can just die right then and there without any regrets at all. Everything seems to fall in place. And your eyes can’t help but flutter close to the situation you’re currently in.

Loving every moment like there’s no tomorrow, you felt the need to tower over him. Make him realize that you’re his and no one else’s. You slowly pushed him to his side of the couch, making you on top without breaking the kiss.

You could feel his fast-paced heart beating exceptionally for you as your hand cupped his face, feeling the stubbles on his chin. The usual scent of his smoke was intoxicating and you feel like any second longer you could drift away into slumber. Or was it that you were just tired all of a sudden.

Of course, people have lungs. And lungs obviously need air so, in order to live further, you two broke away. You two were both panting heavily, not believing how much air you needed to calm your lungs down. Looking at each other both in the eyes, every moment seems untouchable by fear or worry.

“Finnian made a good choice in picking out the right pairs…” Bard said as he puts some of your hair away from your face.

“Yeah. Sometimes,” you yawn. “I feel like we should find someone for him in return… Don’t you think?” You were now trying your best to stay awake, let alone, not fall asleep on top of Bard’s chest.

“That’s not a bad idea. Hey, you ever considered with him getting with Meirin?”

“Hmmm…?” was all you could manage to let out for your mind, fell asleep with your eyes.

~

“Just what is this, Sebastian?! Explain this to me!” Ciel’s voice was the only thing you heard that woke you up. Bard was still sleeping as an angel under you and your eyes took a bit of time to adjust to the morning light as two figures finally became visible.

“The two fell asleep in the living room, sire.” Sebastian answers as he bows down to his lord.

“They didn’t even pack their bags for departure yet!” Ciel grunted. “THIS is what I was afraid of by not sleeping early!”

“____________!!!!!!! BARRRRDDD!!!” Finny’s voice can be heard shouting as he descended from the staircase in order to greet you. “Yeyyy! You two finally got together!”

“Teehee~ More or less..” you said as you got up from your ‘human bed’ to hug the ‘bridge’ that connected you and Bard together.

“I told you, my lord that she’ll confess.” You can hear Sebastian whisper as he bends down to Ciel.

“Shut up. You do not make bets with your master, Sebastian.” Ciel hastily replied, totally obvious that he was on the loser side.

H-How does Sebastian know that? It couldn’t be that he checked up on you last night… That would be scarring. Or… Was it that he knew all along that this would happen. Then it hit you.

Even walls cannot hide the secrets of this mansion.