Wesker X Reader
I hit the piano key one last time as the music faded in the air. I breathed a sigh of relief as the sleepless tension escaped my shoulders. Maybe now I could deal with the problem at hand, gazing across the city skyline at the blotted dark sky. A few people could be seen walking under lamp lights, or cars driving leisurely by, common for such late autumn weather. It was distracting to see them all living dull, yet innocent lives.
“I didn’t know you could play.”
His deep, velvet voice almost startled me, the silence of the room now cut by him. I turned to Wesker. His blonde locks were lose from sleep that I couldn’t get, falling ever so slightly before gold eyes reflecting maroon at me as he stepped from the doorway, muscles moving powerfully under his form fitting black shirt and grey sweats. He sat down next to me, a thoughtful look in his gaze as it scoured the black and white keys.
“What, did you think I owne