❥・𝕷𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖑𝖆𝖈𝖊𝖉・❥

・❥ Grand piano (🔞)

(Kinks/content and ramble bc I am insane still; interrupted sex, booba sucking, breaking of probably highly expensive old ass plates, mentions of Italy, makin out by a piano)

I closed the door, I had just got done hanging out with Marina, my hair in a big braided ponytail and wearing a cute strappy plaid green dress.

Meredith was still cleaning as we made eye contact outside when she was taking out the trash, but the house was silent, as usual.

I walk up the stairs and stop as I hear soft piano playing.

I raised my eyebrow, the television was downstairs, *Could it be from something else?*

But the sound was loud, it couldn't be from a phone, *Maybe a speaker?*

I reach the room from where the piano was coming from, I slowly opened the door as I saw Salvatore sitting at a grand piano, playing it intensely.

He was deep into the sound, the cords melancholic, I wasn't sure what the piece was, but he played it perfectly.

His head swayed slightly as his fingers hit every key, perfectly so.

I walk towards him, just listening and getting equally lost in the sound as he, a part of me didn't want to disturb him.

I stood near him, I put my hand delicately on his shoulder and he stops, putting his head back and leaning on my stomach adorably and looking at me, "Hey amalia."

"Hi." I smile, "I didn't know you played?" He chuckles, his pale hand rubbing my brown ones, "I do, I have been for a while now."

"How long? When did you start?"

"When I was a little boy, I used to play nonstop. Never wanting to leave the chair because of how much I loved playing."

"Do you still feel that way?"

He sighs, "I do, you never fall out of love with your first." I smile, sitting down next to him, "I agree."

I look at him, "You're very good Salvatore." I blush, "Thank you, want me to play you something?"

I nod extremely quickly, "Yes! I would love that!" He giggles, "Okay then."

"I assume you want something joyful."

I nod, "Yes, lay it on me." He nods and reaches out for a key, pressing it and starting to play.

The tune was uplifting, way more than the piece he was playing when I got here, but still had a certain flare to it that made it seem so Salvatore.

I watched his hands move from different keys, his rings jingling as he did, it had the look of a master at work.

We catch each other's eyes and he smiled, I look down at my shoes and blush.

*Ugh, he's so dreamy...*

I look behind me to see Meredith peaking in, she smiles and closes the door, I look back at the piano, a bit flustered.

*We weren't doing anything yet I feel embarrassed...*

The song comes to a close and I loudly clap causing Salvatore and smirk and look down.

"Thank you... you're too kind." I giggle, "It was so good!"

"I feel like you have a certain flare to your songs, they both seem to  have such a mature sense to them, kinda like you."

He nods, "The way I play piano changed a bit as I grew, it was also always the most firm thing in my life as I grew as well."

"When things would change, I'd go play on the piano, when I couldn't cope with something, I'd go play on the piano, it was always there, and I always seemed to play it differently every time."