(( xD SebastianxPluto, eh...Hmm...))
Grell took the glasses and put them back on his face with a small pout. "Look what that mangy mutt did to my face!" he cried as Sebastian approached them both.
"Your face is bleeding," he noted.
"It's because of that oversized flea basket you keep as a pet!" He seemed as if he were going to continue ranting but fell silent when Sebastian knelt before him then gently took hold of his chin and inspected the damage. Grell's heart leapt in his chest and a blush came to his face at the unexpected closeness, but the man relinquished his hold and moved away just as quickly.
"If you don't mind waiting here, I'll get some tissue and tend to your injury," he offered, getting back to his feet.
"Aww! Sebastian really does care for me!" he exclaimed and made an attempt to lunge and grab the butler's legs but just about missed when he took a step backwards and back towards the mansion.
"Certainly not; I just don't want to have you bleeding all over the Phantomhive estate."