Jakob x reader
Her hands flew over the keys ever so gently, perfectly in rhythm. She was completely in her own world, no one could enter or disturb her. She opened her eyes as the song ended and look around hoping not to find anyone, but she found me. He cheeks went crimson as she met realisation that I heard every little bit of her bitter sweet melody. I slowly clapped my hands grinning at her, she smiled politely.
"What are you doing here Jakob?" She asks furrowing her eyebrow in confusion.
"I was just wandering the halls, and heard the piano," I exclaimed to her, her body tensed and she shrunk in her seat.
"Why do you play?" I questioned her, scanning her eyes for an answer. She didn't speak or move, stuck in her own trance.
"(Y/N)?"
"Oh, what was it you asked?" She replies squinting her eyes, then clenching her jaw.
"Why do you play?" I said referring to the piano.
"I play to be... to be free," she said trailing off. I walk to her and tilted her head up so she was in perfect length, I kissed her ever so hungrily, she was taken back, but then suddenly gave in, we pulled away breathless.
"Why'd you kiss me?"
"I kissed you... to be free,"
After all, it's hard to be free when you live in an asylum.
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