Big Boy | BRAHMS HEELSHIRE X READER|

Pizza

Your eyes slowly woke up to the larger boy infront of you.

You lifted the blanket to see his fluffy head was rested on your lap.
You were going to move your leg until you winced again, yet this time you saw your leg had been bandaged up.

You had looked at Brahms thoughtfully.
You were exhausted and didn't feel like getting up out of bed.
You poked Brahms slightly.

You hear grumbles and groans coming out of Brahms mouth.
Your patience was slowly running out.

Poke poke...poke
Brahms head had adjusted, it was slightly tilted yet his time he looked up at you.
His eyes were slightly sleepy and heavy.

A slight whine slipped from his mouth as his cheeks squished against your thigh.
It looked like he really didn't want to move.

Your arms were crossed as you looked down at him, your face showing a slight annoyance.
Brahms silently stood up with a slight creek.



Giving you an awkward look before slowly heading off. Closing your door gently
Your body had sat up.

"Mm" you rubbed your neck slightly, you had gotten a really bad headache.
You looked out the window, it had been the late afternoon.
"Fuck" you thought to yourself..you hated wasting time, it had always given you an uneasy feeling in your chest.
Turns out the creepy man with the mask won't kill you, but is still so confusing.

Your vision regained fully as you looked to your nightstand.
There was a plate with a sandwich, was that peanut butter inside it?
You opened it, it was sloppy.

"So he can play the violin but can't make a decent sandwich ?" You thought as you looked down on it.
You heard your stomach grumble

"I'm sorry ancestors.." you thought before placing a bite in your mouth.
It wasn't so bad.

You grabbed the plate and decided to head down..slightly limping on your leg.
Ignoring the pain as you walked downstairs to the kitchen, which was on your left.

You were wearing a black long sleeve shirt, you rolled up your sleeves before washing the plate away.

"Even the plates in this place look expensive," you pondered as your hands were tracing across the gold lining.

After putting the plate away you had decided to rest..you admired the

The sand-which wasn't enough. You were still starving, when was the last time you had a proper meal?

You looked into the fridge. Fuck. No food. You decided you'd order something and buy groceries later. You pulled out your own phone, until you remembered that this place had no wifi. You sighed as you shoved it back into your pocket

So you went into the lounge and used the black telephone there.
"[insert pizza of your dreams, chocolate and broccoli..idk] mhm...yeah with a bottle of Pepsi"
You eyes glanced to the side as you saw Brahms standing there awkwardly.
"Hold on sorry," you spoke into the phone before resting it on your collarbone.

"You..you want pizza?" You asked Brahms.
"piss-za?" Brahms had grumbled. Holy. Your eyes widened.
It had never dawned on you that Brahms had never had pizza.
You decided to just order him a garlicky cheese pizza and politely spoke to the cashier on the phone before you put it down with a Biiing.