Brahms Heelshire (x chubby reader)

chapter 6: Suspicions

Another day, another dawn, I was in the study listening to classical music with Brahms while drawing. Whenever I draw or do anything for that matter, I always feel as if I'm being watched, but I shrug it off since I presume that it's just that person being curious.

'You know, I'm starting to think that the person has something to do with the Brahms doll... cause who else is going to talk to me in a child voice, even thought to sounds weird that a grown person is talking that way, as well as the food that's made for Brahms' is being eaten... it's as if the person is Brahms,' I leaned my head on my hand while still in thought, 'Nah, that's not possible right...?'

I glance at the doll as it was sitting next to me like the many other times drew while listening to the music, 'well, it be better than a possible haunted doll. Still, it would be weird that there would be an unknown person living here but it's definitely better than a haunted doll.'

I look back at my sketchbook and remember that I had just finished the drawing I made for Brahms, so I carefully took it out from the side of my book and put it in Brahms' lap, "I forgot I made this but, I wanted to draw something for you as a thank you for making me a sandwich even though I'm already returning the favour by remembering to give you the goodnight kisses." I smile at the doll and go back to what I was doing before.

After a while, I started to zone out again and focus on the page in front of me. Somehow the man seems to know when I zone out completely and came out from the grandfather clock to take the drawing I had placed in the doll's lap. I was unmoved by his actions as he silently walks around me to the doll while watching my every move.

Once he had taken the drawing and positioned himself out of my peripheral vision, he took a closer look at the drawing and noticed it was of us having tea together, well the doll and I that is.

Man's POV

'She really made something for me, no one has ever given me something like this before.' I have a huge smile behind my porcelain mask, 'Thank you mother for giving me this amazing gift to me, she's pretty, kind and I love her drawings.' I look at the drawing once more before looking over Y/n shoulder to see what she was drawing next.

She seemed to be drawing a person sitting on a bench of some sought looking at the nature around them. I almost forgot that I shouldn't be seen by her when she mumbled something about the anatomy, 'She'd be too scared of me if she sees me and end up leaving me, so I should go into the walls again before she does.' I was upset that I couldn't talk to her face to face but I'm happy enough for now.

Y/n's POV

I finished the form of the person I drew and looked over to Brahms to see that the paper was now gone. 'They must have taken it; I hope they like it.' I pat Brahms on the head and continued with my art.

*Time skips to before dinner*

"What do you want for dinner tonight, Brahms?" I was walking towards the kitchen area with the doll on my hip. For some reason I heard some shuffling within the wall for the first time since I'd been here, 'maybe my sense of hearing has increased, but why was there noises coming from the walls as if someone were rushing to get somewhere...'

I look at the wall on my left where the noise came from but just shrugged it off for now, 'well, whatever it is, it's not trying to bother me.... wait, maybe it's the person and they live in the walls... nah.' I got to the kitchen and noticed that there was a similar piece of paper to the one I first got the first time I cooked for Brahms.

It was a recipe for Lasanya, "oh, I actually have my mum's recipe for this, do you want me to use this recipe or my mum's?" I looked at the doll and then the wall before looking at the doll again.

There were a few seconds of silence before I took it was them wanting me to make this recipe and not my mum's, "I'll start making this recipe I suppose, I still hope you will enjoy it." I was a little sad that I couldn't make something that reminds me of home, but that's okay. I started to get the ingredients and began making dinner.

*Time skips to bedtime*

I tucked Brahms into bed and put the book down on the nightstand, "Goodnight, Brahms, see you in the morning." I kissed him on the cheek, turned the lights off and left the room. I walked into my room and grabbed my things for the shower when my phone started ringing. I pick it up and answer it, "Hello, Y/n speaking."

"Hey N/n, how are you? You doing okay over there?" I recognized the voice immediately; it brought a smile to my face.

"I'm doing great mum; things have been quite nice over here. Maybe you and the rest of the family could come over for a holiday some time in England." I heard a chuckle from her after I suggested it.

"That's good. Your dad and I were just thinking about that, well technically it was your dad who suggested it," We both chuckled at dad's enthusiasm for wanting to go to different parts of the world, "So, how's the job doing for ya?"

"It's been doing great as well. Brahms has been behaving exceptionally well and I even got to cook some of your recipes, which he seemed to like as well." I moved to sit on my bed instead of standing up. I heard a sniffle from her which told me that she was becoming emotional, "Mum, are you okay, please don't cry otherwise I'll cry."

There was a cracked chuckle coming from her, "Y...You're just so grown up now and I miss you, that's all." Now it was my turn to get all emotional.

"I miss you too Mum. You should hurry up and come over to visit some time." We both give a cracked chuckle before Dad decides to but in, "you bet we will!" Mum and I burst out laughing at his attempt to brighten the mood. "I hope so Dad." A few more minutes go by before we say our goodbyes and I go off to do my routine.

*Couple minutes later*

I walk back into my room and decide that I would just go to bed straight away instead of drawing first, so I put anything that I had with me, specifically my dirty clothes, into the clothes basket that's in my room and whatever else on my desk. "Another day done, now I can go into the world of dreams, haha." I tuck myself in and get comfortable.