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Okay
friends hold up for a sec I know it’s been quite some time but
Can you
imagine Nico playing the piano for Marti?
The first time it happens it’s one
of those early mornings when Nico can’t actually sleep. He’s been awake for
hours now, fidgeting, trying to go back to sleep, but failing nonetheless. So he
gets up and goes to the piano and starts playing softly, the door of his room
closed not to wake Marti up. But Marti hears him anyway, a song calling him
from his dreams, a lullaby cradling him back into the world note by note, pause
by pause. At first he doesn’t even recognize it’s an actual song, he thinks it’s
just a remnant of his dream trying to steal him back to sleep. But then he
wakes up slowly, blinks his eyes open like a smol kitten, and he hears it. And it’s
the most beautiful song he’s ever heard, even if he’s never been a fan of this
type of music, he loves it anyway. It resonates with his heart and his feelings
for Nico, soft, strong feelings, feelings of home and care and love and –
He gets up, barefoot, and slowly pats his way into the living room and
he sees him. Nico. He’s never been so
beautiful. He hasn’t even noticed Marti walking into the room, he’s so taken by
the music he’s playing, eyes closed, a thin but soft smile painted on his face,
his body rocking back and forth to follow his fingers on the piano, a music
played by his whole body, his whole soul, his whole being. Marti almost tears
up at the sight. He’s never seen Nico that way. So pure, so untouched, so Nico. Marti doesn’t recognize the song,
but he knows he will never be able to forget it.
When Nico stops playing, there’s
silence for some time. Nico still has his eyes closed, and doesn’t show signs
of knowing Marti’s there too. So Marti slowly, softly, walks next to him,
without making a sound, and gently lays his hand on Nico’s shoulder. Nico jumps
up from the stool and almost screams, and turns around, and starts laughing
when he sees it’s only – only, sure, only
– Marti.
“Cazzo, you scared me to death”
Nico says, and laughs some more. Marti is grinning, his eyes lightened up in
the most beautiful way, eyes full of love and fondness for that boy who stole
his heart the first time they’d seen each other. Marti kisses him then, his
heart bursting with happiness.
They don’t stop this time.
From that morning it becomes a habit
of Nico’s, to play the piano for Marti whenever he can.
One afternoon they’re studying
together – better say “studying”, we
all know they can’t properly study when they are together (unless it’s anatomy)
– in Nico’s room and at a certain point he goes to the kitchen to drink some
water. But then he doesn’t come back to the room, he sits at the piano and
starts playing. “Niiii, we need to studyyy” Marti half-heartedly whines,
getting up from the chair and going to the living room to reach his boyfriend. This
time he’s playing a happy, lively song, a tune that fills Marti’s heart with
happiness and playfulness. Nico laughs and turns his head towards Marti, eyes
glimmering with love. They kiss this time too, piano and study plans
immediately forgotten.
One night they are in bed in Marti’s
room after they made love to each other, but Marti still can’t sleep. His mind
just can’t stop working and screaming and overthinking. It just. Won’t. Stop. So
Marti closes his eyes and snuggles his head in the crook of Nico’s neck. Nico wraps
his arm around Marti’s naked body, the duvet protecting them from the chill
night. “Play me something” Marti whispers on Nico’s skin, and kisses the spot where
his lips touched him. Nico smiles softly, then starts tapping with his
fingertips on Marti’s back, as if he was the piano. He hums a melody that
Marti, after the first notes, recognize with a smile. It’s the same song that
Nico was playing the first time this happened, the lullaby that woke him up
just to let Marti into the most beautiful dream: his life with Nico.
Marti smiles with love, and the song slowly playing on his back helps
him drift off to sleep. When he’s fully asleep, Nico stops playing and humming,
and gently kisses Marti’s forehead. “Sleep well, my love”
I’m just
full of love for these two lovebirds okay
