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Elliott was a calm presence in your hectic life. Anytime you felt overwhelmed or scared, he was there for you, holding your hand in his, caressing your hair with his free hand. Letting you ramble on for however long you needed, then he would offer something useful: advice, a different perspective, calming words or just his presence.
But his favourite way of relaxing with you was playing the piano for you. The way his long fingers moved across the keys gave you a sense of peace, silencing your racing thoughts. You were lost in the visual of his hands moving over the instrument, playing a song you didn't recognise, but you were sure it was a lullaby.
“Thank you…”You sighed with your head resting on his shoulder after he finished playing.
“It’s the least I could do. You always work so hard, you deserve some peace.” He whispered, afraid that he would break the spell his music had cast on you. He lifted one hand to caress your cheek, strengthening his point.
“I love you…” You mumbled as you drifted off to sleep on his shoulder.
“I love you too, my muse.”
He let you drift further into sleep, holding you up with his arm, then, when he made sure that you were off to dreamland for good, he scooped you up and carried you to the bedroom. Elliott gently put you down onto the bed and made sure that you were well tucked in before he turned around to begin his nightly routine, but your hand stopped him.
“My love.” He looked back at you while you were holding on to his hand, seemingly still asleep. “Just get comfortable, I will be back soon, okay?” He whispered to you, you let out a small whine, but gave a small nod and let go of his hand. “I love you.” He said softly as he planted a kiss on your forehead and went to take a shower.