The Mask Of Beauty and Rage (Brahms X Greta)

Chapter 16 - Learning New Things

Hi everyone! Sorry for the mistakes and misspelling in this chapter my eyes are killing me right now UUHHH anyways... goodnight and ENJOY!!!! :)

Greta had been busy cleaning and changing the bed sheets in her room. She'd brought them downstairs to the basement where Brahms rested. Throwing in each load and dried them to perfection. She'd even made Brahms remove his own bedsheets as well. Considering he might've not have changed them very often. Greta was folding the rest of them with ease. Turning over a pillowcase she accidently knocked over her bottle. She was about to retrieve it as she quickly put aside her sheets.

Suddenly, Brahms was way ahead of her as he picked it up for her.

"Oh, thanks." She said taken back a bit. Brahms handed it to her as she took it with an appreciative smile. Brahms went back to his desk. "Your sheets are almost done." She reminds him slightly calling after him.

Brahms had just nodded but didn't seem to face her. He seemed to be too busy at his desk. Either he was writing or creating something, she thought, she wasn't entirely sure. Greta took quick little glances his way every once and a while wondering what he was doing. Still, she should be grateful that he wasn't on top of her at the moment. Unfortunately, her curiosity got the better of her. Greta's face scrunched trying to see what he was doling but his broad hunched over back cover everything in her path.

Greta decided to see what he was up to now. Considering he was very quiet, well... quieter then usually. Greta put aside her never-ending chores and went over to him as quietly as possible.

As she got closer and closer with light footsteps trying to see ahead. Looking down on him she was closer to his back side as she leaned forward a bit. Nearing over his shoulder she noticed the strong tendons on his neck and the muscles he had in his arms. He may have been thin, but he was toned with strength.

Quickly averting her gaze, as if she was in a trance. Looking over his shoulder to see what he's been doing for so long. Her long hairs almost grazing his exposed shoulder blades.

Brahms was working on his crafts but mainly his letter. He'd been writing and writing to his own accord. He liked that Greta was here with him and that he wasn't alone.

Greta was about to speak and ask what he was doing. Brahms eyes went from the paper he was working on to his side slowly. He felt like something was watching him without him even noticing. Brahms head snapped over to see Greta was right next to him. He jolted back because she was so unexpectedly close, almost like he was frightened for once.

"Oh sorry!" Greta stood up straight taking a few paces back. "Now you know how I feel." She chuckled nervously. "I just wanted to see what you were doing- "

Brahms quickly pushed his stuff aside like a kid trying to hide something from his parents. He just as quickly looked back up at her when he hid everything away.

"Ah." Greta sighed a little. "I see it's not for sharing." She joked a little. Brahms eyes shifted a bit into sadness. The look of feeling guilty and bad for not wanted to share what he was doing. Greta picked up on the tone he was giving off through his eyes.

"That's ok." She assured him. "Its fine, trust me, I have a few things a wouldn't wanna share myself." She shrugged trying to make him feel better. Brahms just seemed to look down a little as he looked back over to his desk with a tinge of shame.

Greta wasn't entirely sure how she felt either though. She had a general idea of the reasons but at the same time she was puzzled. Being under the same roof with him had been interesting. They slept in the same house, eat together, cleaned together, read together, and continued to do so every day now for almost a year. Still, at the same time she didn't know him. They might've done stuff together now for quite some time, but they didn't talk to a point to where they knew each other like the back of their hands. It almost reminded her of an arranged married between two people who didn't know one another at all but had to comply with the unexpected marriage.