SILENCE || A. Grande (DISCONTINUED)

⁰⁸𝐌𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐈𝐧 𝐓𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫

It was finally the week where Y/n and I were going to move in with each other. Y/n was mad at me still at what happened at the party.

There was an awkward silence between us. The only sound that could be heard were a bunch of boxes scraping against the wooden floor. "Y/n, I'm tired of the silence. I understand your upset with me—but please talk to me."

Y/n let out a long sigh. "I was actually having fun at that party...but you ruined it." I bite my lip—thinking of an appropriate response. "Y/n, you were drunk. When you're drunk—fun is common. I can show you some real fun."

"Yeah? Well whatever fun you wanna show me—I don't care about it." I put the box I was holding down and walked towards Y/n. I grabbed her waist and pulled her closer to me—close enough to the where my mouth was close to her ear.

"Stop acting so childish."

I whisper in her ear. I bite her lobe and walk away—going back to the box I was about to put up. From the corner and of my eye I could see Y/n standing there still. Her face held a shocked expression. I smirk and go to the next floor of our shared apartment which immediately leads into our bedroom.

* * *

I come into the house after getting takeout to hear a piano. I put the takeout on the small desk we have in our living area that is pushed against the wall of the stairs and walk into the small space we have that connects our kitchen and living room.

I lean against the large door frame - hearing Y/n play Two Tigers. When she finished—I slowly—yet quietly—walk up to her, putting my hands on her shoulders.

I could feel her jump a little but she immediately relaxes when she finds out it's me. "Ariana...don't scare me like that." She breathes out. I chuckle and kiss her neck ever so gently. "I'm sorry, but you were so focused on the piano, I couldn't help myself." I chuckle.

She shrugs and turns around on the stool. "Our dining table isn't here yet. I was thing we can eat on the piano?" I arch my eyebrows in confusion but soon laugh. "Eat? On the piano?"

"Some pianos are tables. Believe it or not." Y/n pouts like a child. My laughter slowly comes to a stopping point as I walk around the piano —my fingertips gliding over the edges. "Fine. I guess we can do that. Where are our chairs?"

* * *

"Y'know. Eating on the piano doesn't make the food as bad." Y/n mumbled. "Really? I'm guessing it's a once in a life time when you get takeout, huh?" Y/n nodded. "Yeah. My mère and père don't like takeout." 

I chuckle. It makes since. Her mom and dad are very fancy people. They only have full meals. They also have their own individual assistants—along with bodyguards and cooks.

"If there was one animal you could be for the rest of your life, what would it be?" Y/n asked. I didn't even hesitate to answer, "a seahorse." I say. "Why a seahorse? Not that I have a problem with seahorses...just why a seahorse?"

"I don't know." I shrug, "they're pretty, and they have such a unique life. One that I would like to live."—"Oh, thats nice." Y/n says with a small smile. What animal would you be?" I asked, returning the question towards her.

"I don't know. A bunny." I raise an eyebrow. "Why a bunny?"

"Because when I was little I use to have this cousin, her name was Aïko. She use to call me bunny because I would hop like a bunny all the time." I chuckle, imagining a small Y/n hoping like a bunny.

"You would be the cutest bunny ever." I say smiling. "Really?" I nod. "What do you mean 'really'? Of course you would." Y/n shrugged. "I don't know. There's a lot of bunnies out there who are probably cuter than me."

"Like what bunnies?" I ask. "Like...a Beveran or...maybe a Dwarf Lop Blue? Or maybe even a English Lop. Y'know? The ones with huge ears. Those are the cutest." Y/n chuckled. "How do you know so many bunnies?" I ask. "There's a lot you don't know about me."

"Well I want to find out before we get married." I say with a smile and get up to wash my plate.