Twoset Violin oneshots or possibly more

The undercover cop and the mobster

( that's right I made the innocent boys not so innocent anymore! Mwhahaha! Also Fairy in the 1920's was used to refer to someone who was homosexual)

(Eddy's Pov)

I followed Brett over to the bar keeping my smile. He was lucky I wasn't armed because otherwise he wouldn't still be breathing. Then again that wouldn't be wise considering there are more members to this organization that could take control.  I sat down on a stool keeping note of my surroundings.

" want a drink or a drag," Brett offered me as he took his seat. I kindly declined not really into that sort of thing unless it would get me closer…. Maybe if the time comes. He eyed me then looked away," So how do you know so much about me?"

" Who doesn't know about you, you're on everyone's mind" I lean back avoiding the question. Not like I would tell the truth that I technically stalked him,read all the police files then found an in man so I could complete this investigation," Let's just say I'm very interested in you so I follow my interests" I flashed a shy smile, the guy gave me some fairy type vibes. Then again maybe I was giving him the fairy vibes and maybe that was good because that's one way to get closer to someone.

Brett lit up a cigarette eyeing me intensely," So what makes you think I'm a tormented soul?"

Have you seen yourself was my initial thought on this question; however , I couldn't answer with that," We all have our secrets, some darker than others. Said secrets can haunt people like us." I allude with a glimmer in my eyes hoping that this answer will suffice. I got no verbal reply instead the shorter blew smoke into my face which caused me to cough. My nose and face scrunching up a bit at the smell this seemed to amuse him as a smile toyed on his lips and he got slightly closer. Was this flirting or him trying to insert his dominance to intimidate. I frowned at the latter and got closer, despite the horrid smell of smoke. I smiled, nevertheless locking eyes with the mob leader. It was like staring into the eyes of death himself yet I thought I saw a gentler side… how strange. A monster like him wasn't supposed to have a gentler side. Brett began to talk again," so you said you play violin and I suppose you already know that I also play. Did you so happen to bring your violin? I want to hear you play."

" What kind of musician would I be if I didn't. It's in my automobile." I thought then glanced around the rowdy bar," Can I play it for you outside? I don't want my violin to get ruined."

Brett slowly gave a nod of agreement," Then lead the way doll."

( I think this will be a continuous story. I think the next chapter will have some action)