I already talked before in a post about Sieglinde needing time and to test to see if Seb is good for her Dad Wolf, but there's also the idea that despite even after falling hopelessly in love with this trashy English Butler, Wolfram still will always have Siggy on his mind first.

Will this all get in the way of that? Will Sebastian TRY to keep him away from his duties as Siggy's protector and guardian? Whether unintentionally or not? Sure he served Siggy back in Germany in the fake little forest town, but would he care for her along side him as well if they stayed together through.. the rest of their lives and her life?

This worry haunts the former soldier much more than any personal worries he has over his own self worth and ability to court a lover.

Until one night when Sebastian is over, and at some point dragged over to Fräulein Sullivan's chambers as she babbled excitedly to him about something.. some stories she had started to get into, likely fiction she'd never gotten to read before now.

And then at some point the English Butler was telling her a story in return, his confident voice carrying on about something in a fond tone, as if it were a long past memory for many years ago and not a similar fictional tale.

Of course Wolfram didn't understand all of their fast English chatter, but at one point he recognized Fräulein asking about singing..?

"Oh I know many many old folk songs, my lady. It is certainly one of my most fondest things to collect from humanity as time went on. Though the lyrics change, the hopes and dreams change, all of them result in beautiful- if different -melodies to add to their long repertoire of music. "

"Can you sing me one then? I.. never was sung to... before. I only got to read music in books and imagine what they sounded like."

"Will you try getting to sleep if I do, my lady?"

"....Wellll... I'll try."

A chuckle and shifting of sheets on the bed.

"That is all I ask."

And after a few more shifts of bed sheets, a.. shockingly beautiful sound came from Fräulein Sullivan's bedroom.

Slow and bouncing, rocking. More words that Wolfram didn't understand mixed with familiar or almost ones.

Even he felt his mind drifting, standing out there in the hall, overhearing.

And he dared to peek in, finally, to see if this enchanting melody was actually working on the stubborn, young energetic Fräulein.

And he saw the English butler crooning.

While looking down at an already unconscious Sieglinde.

Mouth parted and breaths coming slow.

And then the melody petered out, so softly as if it were a person it'd be tip toeing away to let the girl sleep in peace.

And immediately the butler stood, tender smile still permanently in place, even, as he walked easily so quietly away from the little dozing girl, and out into the hall, to shut her door as well, as if he knew exactly how to do it, how to keep the door from making any noise.

And then his eyes caught Wolfram's.

And his lips curled up further, beautiful eyes that were shimmering like wine as they held the other man's look.

"My apologies, if you were coming to tuck her in yourself. I hope I didn't... overstep."

His voice barely a whisper but the German could still hear humor in his tone.

But Wolfram.. finally let out a breath.

"No.. no need, meine liebe. You.. I think you did very good there."

Seconds later Wolf felt his face go hot and he wanted to cover it.

"I mean- er I- I am glad to see-"

Sebastian was inches from him, hands on him as always when he grew this stressed.

One pressing to his face.

And that usually always slightly amused face was now...

Serious.

"My dear Wolfram... I understand. You thought this burden of her care was all only yours."

His voice got even softer, if possible.

"It doesn't have to be. Anymore."

"S.. Sebastian..."

The butler moved his arms, to fully wrap around to the back, and squeeze the larger man with smaller but reassuring hands.

"I am here for you both."

The German accepted this embrace, slowly moving to wrap his arms too around the shorter man.

But he was a bit confused and unsure, still.

"Why.. are you here for us both?"

The English butler chuckled into his chest.

"I know by now what a "matched set" means, and all it implies."

.....

"A.. matched set..? Was..."

The English butler was laughing more, and already moving to pull away.

Only to tug on the other's arm, to pull him towards his own bedroom.

"I'll explain some other time, dear. It's late, and I assume you yourself are almost as tired as your Young Mistress was."

Wolf finally smiled his rare hesitant but relieved smile.

"Ja. Well... the singing certainly helped, meine liebling."

And more melodic chuckles mixed with blush barely seen in the dark of the hall followed.

Sieglinde: Dude have you ever gotten into creepypastas?? They're so creepy but cool!!

O!Ciel: Nah, that's not really my thing.

Sieglinde: You sure??? I thought for sure you'd be into that..

O!Ciel: Pft, why would I be into something that's basically my Mum-

Sebastian, suddenly there: Hm? What's basically me? 😊

Sieglinde: WHA-

O!Ciel: Ugh, nothing Mum. Go away, Mum. 😒

Sebastian: Alright, but just shout if you'd like anything, you know I can hear you from anywhere, yes? 😊

Sieglinde: ...........

O!Ciel: Yes, Mum, we get it, you can hear and see everything, blah blah blah... 🙄

Sebastian: *slowly sinks into the floor and disappears* 😊

Sieglinde: ...........................

O!Ciel: SEE WHAT I MEAN????

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years... years!! people held this image against lizzy for saying this for years!!! "shes torturing him! she doesn't get his interests!" only to flash forward a couple chapters to this!!!

Every time i see fandom claim ciel hates lizzy's hobbies, with her dolls and arts and crafts etc... LIKE WHAT IS HIS JOB AGAIN? HIS DREAM JOB???

wild how much fans degraded lizzy's obsession with cuteness and often write ciel being annoyed by its uselessness, seeing how much of his career is all about seeing cute things, researching cute things, hell he even uses her as a beta tester for products, going to her for feedback because he values her taste in cute things but ok SURE she doesn't get his interests at all...