ೃ⁀➷𝘈𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘒𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘳𝘴(𝘊𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘥)

Chapter 35-Opera

That past two weeks where great with Brahms. The country allowed for no distractions as I got all my work done really quick. The atmosphere was perfect but the company was even better. Brahms would follow the rules he set for himself and loved it when I could join. When I could't he would join me after, providing me some tea and someone to talk to.

Today was one of those days, I was typing away as fast as I could trying to put together all of my ideas for a project I was just assigned. One of the biggest companies required me to upgrade a device I had designed for them a couple months ago and I already had a million ideas. I was punching numbers into my calculator when the knock rang out.

"Y/N may I come in?"

"Sure, I'm just working. Door is unlocked." I pushed my glasses up as put my pencil into the bun my hair was in as I turned to look at the door.

"I brought you some tea, also the cookies that you really like." I smiled at Brahms who was holding a tray that had a teapot, two teacups, spoons, sugar, milk and cookies. The tray also had a flower on it, like everyday there would be a different flower for me today it was dahlia in my favorite colour.

"Thank you, I am almost done but you may sit her." I pat the seat next to me and shuffle some papers around to make room for the tray. I look to my right to see Brahms placing the stuff down and sitting beside me, back perfectly straight and hands tucked onto his lap.

"Your mind will never fail to amaze me." 

"Thank you Brahms but it is easy when one simple studies and puts their mind to it." I watch as he nods before continuing my typing. I hear the sound of tea pouring before the small noise of the spoon hitting the side of the teacup rings in the air. No words are needed sine he knows exactly how I like my tea at this point, being the observant man he is.

"Here you are dear." I gladly grasp the tea and sip it right away. It wasn't fresh off the stove so it was the perfect drinking temperature. Soon enough Brahms had his cup and we were chatting as I worked.

"This is the last equation and....I am...done!" I sit back and sigh before logging out and making sure it saved. I closed the top pf my laptop and turned to Brahms, out empty tea cups sitting on the tray once more.

"That's great. If you'd like I am about to go and listen to some music in the living room so..." Brahms looked to the side and I laughed at his nerves.

"Of course, give me a bit to put this away and I will be there."

"Okay great, I'll put this stuff back and meet you there." I nod to the smiling man as we carries the tray back to the kitchen. I quickly pack up my notes and put them in my work bag along with the laptop. Soon enough I am waking down the stairs to the empty living room.

I sit on one of the couches and pull out my phone as I wait. I check through the news of my hometown and send my family some random messages like normal. I hear footsteps come from the hallway and I look up to watch Brahms walk in with some records.

"Hello I grabbed some music for us from the study upstairs. Since that is where my favorites are." I nod and watch as he walks over and places on on the record player. It's an older opera song you would never hear now a days but the beauty of it made me wish that we still listened to music like it.

"That's amazing, I mean those notes that she hit and I wish I could sing like that." Brahms chuckled as he swapped the records.

"Why not something a bit different then?" Brahms lowered the arm onto the record and the next song came blasting out in melodic perfection. It was a song straight out of a fairtytale, a waltz

"May I have this dance my dear?" I look to my right to see Brahms offering me his hand for a dance and I gladly take it.

"Of course but let me tell you I am not any good." 

"Don't worry I'll lead, as any gentleman should." With that we're off.  I held his hand in my right which was outstretched as the other grabbed his shoulder and he my waist. We spun around and I stepped on his feet about three times but we were having fun. The music kept going on as he kept dancing, him in grace and me in stumbles.

"I think your getting the hang of it."

"Thank you but a snail could dance better than me."

"No I am not lying you are the best dance partner I've had, and let me tell you back at that school as a kid we danced a lot for some reason." I laughed and as the song ended he dipped me, respectfully and nothing more. He guided me back up and released me once I was steady.

"Thank you Brahms, needed to get my mind off of work."

"Any day darling."