#also pregnancy is a different type of hell so this is true af tbh

[somorrow]

No thoughts just wanting a view of Itachi playing the piano 😞 he’d be so hot doing it and very effortlessly

I know this wasn't exactly a request, but this gave me a thought, and I went with it. I'd love the sight of him playing too 🖤 He'd finally put the piano in your room.

It wasn't a hard decision to make, considering the only way you could be lulled into a truly peaceful slumber was with the sound of Itachi's playing.

Pregnancy was hard. Impossible, even. You were sick most days, and when you weren't, you could hardly function due to how tired you were. No matter how hard you tried, no matter how much you slept, it would never be enough. Your body was rebelling against you in order to provide for the life inside. So much for pregnancy being beautiful.

The melody stopped. You raised your head from your pillow to see why.

Itachi was facing away from the keys of the piano now, looking over his shoulder at you.

“Why did you stop?” You asked.

“I was hoping you’d fallen asleep. Still restless?”

“As always. Can you play again?"

Itachi looked down at his aching fingers for a moment, flexing his right hand. The joint in his thumb clicked quietly. He hoped you didn’t hear it. “Of course. Any requests?”

“Choose for me.”

Itachi hummed, reaching over the side of the bed to grab your hand. You smiled, bringing his knuckles to your lips.

“Thank you, Itachi.”

His eyes softened, and you dropped his hand to tuck yourself deeper into your blanket. He stretched out his left hand as well, preparing for another hour or two of playing.

“Nocturnes,” he said softly.

“All of them?”

He began the first few notes. “Naturally, my dear.”

You grinned and closed your eyes, trying to settle in as much as you could, being a stranger inside your own body.