It took a bit to convince Brahms to join you in bed. Especially with how aware and protective he wanted to be for you. Protect you all the time. But convincing him you'd be even safer if he was in bed with you took quite the persuasive turn.

Now here you lie, Under the sheets. Against his chest. With your hands caressing the mask. But, With curiosity. Your finger slips under it. Slowly pulling it away. Before you let out a snicker. Due to his shyness of the sudden turn of being so close in such a vulnerable state.

"D-Don't laugh... That just makes this worse." He groaned out. His hand held yours. Keeping his mask half way off. But that didn't stop you.

You still reach up and pressed a dangerous kiss to his cheek. Just to see your chances.