Brahms X Reader Completed

So,

tell me about Brahms.

I told you about all I know.

That was a truly

terrible poker face.

Alright. What do

you want to know?

What he was like?

The real Brahms.

You need to know there is

two types of talk in town.

In this, polite

talk and pub talk.

You know?

And the truth is

somewhere in between.

Okay, what was the polite talk?

That he was a lovely lad

and its a tragedy...

...that he was taken

at such a young age.

And the pub talk?

Well, you know, that we

wasnt such a lovely lad.

That he was strange.

Whats the truth?

You know, one day I came

out here for a delivery.

I didnt know it at the time,

but it was Brahms birthday,

or would have been.

Mrs. Heelshire she was in the sitting

room, opening presents with the doll.

And Mr. Heelshire...

...he was in here.

Off his-pickle.

Drunk and mumbling to himself,

"He couldnt do it anymore."

I told him Ill

come back, he said:

No, no, come in. You know, have a

drink with an old man. So I do.

Well, we get a

couple of drinks in,

chatting about the weather

and so on and finally...

...I get the courage to ask

him that exact question.

What was Brahms, the

real Brahms like.

He just looks at me this...

...you know, this

heartbroken look.

He made me sorry I even asked.

He said one word.

"Odd", he says.

Odd.

And that was it.

Which I suppose is all the

answer ever going to get.

My serve.

Are you sure you gonna be

okay here on your own?

Yeah.

Oh, okay, the family friend

of the freaky people...

...who pretend a doll

is their dead son?

Yeah, totally trust their judgment!

Its not like that.

They must be so heartbroken after that

Yeah they are nice having the chat with you but I need to head home

Oh okay bye Malcolm

(After dinner)

Okay Brahms music or book before bedtime?

No response

Okay one music coming up

(After that)

Okay Brahms time for bed
Kiss good night coming right up