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metamorphosis2012-04-22 05:04 pm
flair) wrote in metamorphosis2012-04-22 05:04 pm
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Title: play the keys
Characters: Spada Belforma, Luca Milda
Rating: G
106/365. dumbshit highschool au.
“did you ever learn to play?” luca asks, running his fingers over the closed piano, and spada rolls his eyes, leaning against it.
“the hell kind of question is that? do i look like the type to play?”
luca shakes his head and sits down, opening up the lid and resting his fingers on the ivory keys. he presses a few of them, just to test, and jumps when spada slides onto the seat next to him and drapes an arm around his shoulders. he hesitates, then continues, roughly picking out the high notes of a lullaby his mother used to sing, and smiles when spada plays the low notes with ease.
“you never learned, huh?” he murmurs and spada shakes his head, a bored look on his face, and luca shakes his head, slipping his fingers off the keys and onto his lap. “me neither. i’ve always liked their sound though.”
“you would,” spada retorts, and luca feels his ears heat up; straightforward statements always did that, and spada always had one for him, no matter the situation.
Characters: Spada Belforma, Luca Milda
Rating: G
106/365. dumbshit highschool au.
“did you ever learn to play?” luca asks, running his fingers over the closed piano, and spada rolls his eyes, leaning against it.
“the hell kind of question is that? do i look like the type to play?”
luca shakes his head and sits down, opening up the lid and resting his fingers on the ivory keys. he presses a few of them, just to test, and jumps when spada slides onto the seat next to him and drapes an arm around his shoulders. he hesitates, then continues, roughly picking out the high notes of a lullaby his mother used to sing, and smiles when spada plays the low notes with ease.
“you never learned, huh?” he murmurs and spada shakes his head, a bored look on his face, and luca shakes his head, slipping his fingers off the keys and onto his lap. “me neither. i’ve always liked their sound though.”
“you would,” spada retorts, and luca feels his ears heat up; straightforward statements always did that, and spada always had one for him, no matter the situation.