Something that made him dart towards the nearest door. His eyes continued to search frantically for you anywhere, he needed to make sure you were still here and didn’t leave him. Where is (Y/N)? Did (Y/N) leave me?!’ His chest felt tight at the thought of his favorite nanny leaving him. The view was limited, but it was the best in his moment of panic. A sense of panic washed over him as he rushed back into the wall and hurried his way down to a window to where he could look for you. Thinking of you, usually you would be done the traps by now and he hasn’t heard you come in. He enjoyed coming in here from time to time to just take in everything about you. Brahms ran his fingertips along many things in your room, from your bed to the clothes in your drawers. He smiled under his mask, and set the sweater down, knowing you would be upset about another thing disappearing. He saw a sweater of yours lying about and he felt the urge to grab it.
He placed the locket back on your bedside table where it was originally, and then took a glance around the room. He knew you were busy with the rat traps but he still felt the need to silently step through your room.
He made sure to time it right when you were near your last trap so he could travel back down to the kitchen with ease to watch lunch. So when you went out to check traps, he scurried off to your bedroom to leave the item back where he took it. You move to stand up straighter, but blackness started filling your vision and the last thing you remembered was falling forwards.īrahms Heelshire wasn’t one for not following his nanny throughout the day, but he was feeling a bit guilty for hiding one of your favorite necklace with a locket and wanted to return it as soon as possible. And to match with that headache, you felt as though your world was spinning right before your eyes. Maybe you and I can share a cold treat later if you are a good boy.” You laugh and go to pick up another trap, but a sudden intense and excruciating headache hit you like a fast truck. “I haven’t felt heat like this in a while, especially since it’s the colder months. A spirit, perhaps? You weren’t sure, but you could tell Brahms meant no harm. You knew the doll could move on its own and you notice things of yours would turn up missing. For some reason, something was amiss with the Heelshire residence and the doll, but you weren’t exactly sure. “I can’t believe how hot it is today, Brahmsy.” You breathed out, glancing to the doll. You use the top of your forearm to wipe off sweat beading down from your forehead. The sun was beating down on you as placed a now empty trap on the ground. You were currently outside checking the traps for rodents, Brahms was sitting near on a small ledge. It was a strange job, caring for a doll, but you didn’t mind. You dressed as lightly as you could, but most of your wardrobe was meant for the cold weather predicted for your two-week nanny job. When you woke up you instantly kicked off the blankets, your body felt sweaty and uncomfortable. Despite the past cold and wet weather, it seemed like a very hot day. Its another day at the Heelshire mansion, though today there was something off. There isn’t a lot of dialogue but i hope you enjoy~ A/N: I decided to do something with some fluff and what not with Brahms from the Boy.
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