Caught in a Web (Alois x Reader One-shot)

Childish.

Obstinate.

Rude.

Defiant.

Cruel.

Words that fit your Young Master all too well. He was always this way, ever since you had begun working for him, but to your knowledge from Hannah, another maid of his, he had been this way since he was a child. Hannah was a battered woman, you knew, but she was also very beautiful and kind. You had grown quite close to her and often confided with her whenever you could. She was better company than the Triplets and especially that Faustus butler.

He gives you the creeps, for reasons all too known. He is always kept at a sickening closeness to the Young Master, hovering over him, watching his every move. It was all quite peculiar. You couldn't quite pin point the butler's reasoning for staying either. As far as you know, he wasn't paid like the rest of you. Leave it to eavesdropping on the Triplet's whispers to tell you that much. They almost creep you out as much as Claude does.

Really, some of their whispers aren't exactly in the best of intentions. Some not even for the faint of heart.

You shuddered visibly and went about your way in the garden, trimming the roses and bluebells to the best of your ability, not wanting to face punishment. Your thoughts flashed to the prior punishment that brat had given, to poor Hannah nonetheless. He had taken out one of her gorgeous blue eyes, simply for looking at him.

She had assured you that she was alright, and that it was her mistake, but you didn't buy it. That Alois was a sadist and you knew it. The nerve of that child..

"(Name)!" The sweet voice bellowed, followed by footsteps prancing to you and gripping your long blue maid skirt. "The garden looks delightful! You did a great job! But it doesn't look like you are finished quite yet.." His voice trailed as he reached out with a pale hand and plucked one of the roses you had not ridden of it's thorns, wincing and giggling as they pierced his slender fingers.

Your eyes widened as he continued, the urge to take the rose from his hands growing, but you didn't dare. He would only hit you and rage about how worthless of an employee you truly were. You scowled.

After he had his fill, he dropped the rose along with the bloodstained stem on the dirt trail of his garden. Claude was about to clean his bloody fingers with the handkerchief he removed from his breast pocket, but Alois stopped him. Instead he stepped to you with an unidentifiable look in his piercing blue eyes.

He trailed his fingers down your cheek, leaving behind the bloody residue on your smooth skin. He gave a hum of appreciation at his work and leaned forward, pulling your collar down to plant a chaste kiss against your lips. A small gasp of shock resinated from your throat and he pulled away, snickering and waving a goodbye to you.

"Please finish up here, my dearest (Name). Then report to my quarters. Claude will fetch you if you do not finish in time." With that he turned on his heel and skipped away, scampering from either side of the garden to admire the scenery with his butler trailing emotionless behind him.

You, however, watched as he left with a still look of confusion and a growing rouge on your cheeks.