As silence enveloped us, I fidget with my hands and wet hair not knowing what to say. I don't look at Deimos and look everywhere around him. "Would you like to come in?" He asks me after a while opening the door further as my eyes snap to him and I nod softly.
Deimos sits on the duet bench in front of the piano and pats his hand next to him looking at me indirectly telling me to sit. I nod and shuffle towards the bench. Sitting next to him I feel him watching me.
"Comfortable?" Deimos asks once I settle down.
"Yes. Thank you." I reply.
"Do you like the piano?" He asks me gently.
"Yes, I love it but I don't know how to play. I like to hear wolves play more." I say as he understands. I would love to hear him play again.
"Do you want to see me play?" He asks as my eyes widen and look up at him.
