Need to Bleed [ Swiss Ghoul x Reader ]

Louder - 6

          The tiles of the floor were cold, and members of the church were seen walking back into their own room. You and the taller ghoul walk down the long hallway, the same way you got lost. Though you took a bit of a detour down another hallway, cutting the walk shorter. You both walked into the studio, where it smelt like cigarettes and the sound of a keyboard filled the room. Cirrus tapped lightly on a keyboard and hummed a tune, swaying her hips and her tail. The rest of the ghouls were on a couch, playing cards. They all looked giddy.. and stoned. You couldn't help but laugh. Swiss placed his hand on your back, lightly pushing you into the room and directing you over to the couch. Cumulus looked over and up at you from her seating position on the floor. She clapped her hands together and opened her arms for a hug, to which you happily sat down on your knees, falling into her big bear hug. She squeezed you tight, nuzzling into your hair. The others continued to play cards and Swiss joined the ghouls on the couch, plopping down next to Dew, who was cursing at Rain on the opposite side of him. 

            You and Cumulus adjusted so you were watching them play, you weren't sure what game they were playing but it caused a lot of aggression from the shorter ghoul. Cumulus tried giving tips to Dew, and he only replied with a chain of 'fuck you' and 'I got this, Rain is shit'. You leaned on the table, leaning your head on your hand, eyes glancing up at Swiss, catching his gaze. Quickly, he adverted his eyes back to the table of cards. Mountain, the awkward lanky ghoul stood up, sighing. Aether walked out of the bathroom, walking over to strum a few tunes on the guitar while they waited for the other ghouls. 

             "Alright guys, we should practice," his was quiet, and everyone ignored him, to which he groaned, walking over to Cirrus, who was still playing on the electric keyboard. She was in her own little world, swaying to her rhythm, wearing silver headphones over her chrome mask. Cirrus looked up at Mountain and he shrugged, "They ignored me." he dropped his shoulders and walked over to the drum set, picking up some sticks and tapping on the drums. You watched as he played a oft beat on the drums, nothing too loud. Dew startled you out of your staring, screaming and throwing his cards on the table, it appeared he lost, very sourly. Rain awkwardly placed his cards on the table, and stood up. Dew angrily walked over to his guitar, sitting on a nearby speaker, tuning the strings. He muttered and Rain picked up the white bass on the stand, leaning against the wall. Swiss rolled his eyes and Cumulus stood up along with the taller ghoul. They all finally met by the band set, and Papa 3rd walked in. You were sitting alone on the floor, a clear view of the scene. They all stood in their places, and Swiss stood behind another microphone with a simple black guitar. 

             "Ah, hello (name), lovely to see you here." He smiled sweetly, he was wearing a black suit with gold and blue embellishments. His usual skull face makeup remained, and you could see his slicked back hair. "I hope you enjoy our little performance."

              You crossed your arms on the table, nodding, "You all always sound amazing." 

              "Awh, shucks." Teased Dew, he waved his hand, hiding his face, Rain slapped his back. He let out a quick yelp, and Papa slipped behind the microphone. They began playing, it was loud, but it wasn't uncomfortable. Swiss played the guitar so gracefully, and his voice was beautiful. It blended beautifully with Cumulus, and it was a perfect mix of deep and smooth. His voice was beautiful. The ghoul and ghoulette sung together, standing next to each other under the same mic. Their voices blended like liquid gold, it was so overwhelming you could feel your heart swell with the sound of the music. The harmonies sounded so good in the song with the combination of the guitar riffs. Aether and Dew played in unison, you could feel the smirks under their masks as they got it just perfect. Papa sung his little heart out, you could tell how much he loved doing this, there was a sparkle in his white eye. He sung with so much emotion and heart. They played song after song, taking breaks to take notes between songs. You could fall asleep, even if it was a loud room. You loved listening to them play, it was like a free private concert.